Chapter 1003: What the Hell, Who Invented This Thing? Drag Them Out and Shoot Them!
The girl did not notice at first that she had dropped something. After walking several steps, she suddenly sensed something, reached into her pocket, and rummaged around.
"Crap, I dropped the remote." The girl turned around and looked behind her—and sure enough, her remote button had fallen several meters away.
As luck would have it, a two-meter-tall student happened to pass by at that moment. When he saw the remote button on the ground, he bent down and picked it up.
The big guy was named Nan Haomeng, and he was a core member of the Sanda Club at Jiangnan University Town. He was a big, burly fellow with a simple and adorable smile, and he could be considered half an acquaintance of Song Shuhang's. Last semester, feeling that he had already swept through Jiangnan University Town undefeated and that true masters were lonely, Nan Haomeng had stood up for his little brother and gone to challenge Song Shuhang, asking for a battle. As a result, he had been flattened after two moves. That was how he and Song Shuhang had come to know each other.
"Hey, classmate up ahead, you dropped something." Nan Haomeng picked up the remote and called out to the girl ahead. To keep his huge physique from frightening her, Nan Haomeng even put on his trademark goofy smile.
When the girl saw the remote in Nan Haomeng's hand, her pretty little face flushed slightly.
"Thank you." She seemed a little nervous. Dragging the large box, she moved toward Nan Haomeng with some difficulty.
Nan Haomeng looked at the girl before him. She was carrying a large box, and walking seemed quite difficult for her... Her hair was slightly naturally curly,