Shopping Plaza, third floor.
Yu Wen chewed on her milk tea straw and asked, "Yanan, what do you think are my chances of winning over the mighty Class Monitor?"
Jiang Yanan thought, From the moment you started calling him the mighty Class Monitor, your chances were infinitely close to zero.
Still, as a dutiful best friend, she comforted her. "Wenwen, as long as you work hard, there's definitely hope."
The thought of strolling through the mall with the handsome Class Monitor at her side thrilled Yu Wen so much that she chewed her milk tea straw to pieces.
Shen Qing'e gazed at Yu Wen, immersed in her wonderful fantasy, with a hint of coldness on her face. Why keep dreaming impossible dreams?
The gap between them was too great. It was clearly impossible.
Then Shen Qing'e thought of two figures in her mind. One was thin and short, always smiling at her and doing everything he could to give her the best things. The other was tall and handsome, his expression indifferent, never sparing her a second glance.
The two figures gradually overlapped, becoming utterly unfamiliar.
Shen Qing'e could not help clenching her fists, her nails digging into her palms, yet the pain came from her heart.
Wasn't she the same? What right did she have to judge Yu Wen? Huang Zhongfei had arrived. Today, he wore a long khaki down jacket with a white scarf and black cargo pants. Tall and handsome.
"Ah, Class Monitor, you're so handsome!" Yu Wen said.
Faced with Yu Wen's praise, Huang Zhongfei smiled with sunny warmth, as though he were glowing.
Yu Wen had originally been a roadside weed, but Huang Zhongfei's light shone down on her. Borrowing his radiance, she became the center of attention in the crowd.
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