Over on Jiang Ning's side, a group of classmates surrounded the two of them, firing off questions.
If not for Jiang Ning's reminder, it would have been difficult for everyone to tell how deep the water was. After all, the river had been churned muddy.
Jiang Ning did not put on a cold and aloof act—there was no need to. Together with Xue Yuantong, he answered everyone's questions.
Most of the time, he answered seriously, while Xue Yuantong was responsible for talking nonsense.
On the other side, by the little riverbank.
Four boys stood in a neat row, their clothes soaked through, looking like drowned rats.
Once the onlooking students learned how deep the river was, they immediately found the whole thing incredibly strange.
They wanted to laugh, yet did not dare to, since three students had gone into the river to save someone.
Wei Xiuyuan felt like he had been utterly screwed over.
He had thought he would stylishly save a classmate from danger and, after his heroic deed, enjoy the admiring, worshipful, praising looks of the girls.
Without even thinking about it, he knew just how thrilling that scene would have been.
Yet it had somehow turned out like this.
What was worse, someone in front of them was holding a phone sideways and aiming it at them.
Wei Xiuyuan went numb. He knew exactly how miserable he looked right now. If someone really took a picture and sent it to Dong Jiayi, who knew what she would think.
He called out, "Could you not take pictures?"
That student quickly lowered his phone and repeatedly explained:
"I'm not taking pictures of you guys. I'm filming the river. Hey, this water is really muddy~"
The physical education teacher was still standing nearby. They were taking pictures behind the teacher's