After Luo Ye left.
Wang Yunzhi stared at Yao Shiyu with a look that said she had seen through everything. Raising an eyebrow, she asked with a suggestive smile, "Sis, don't tell me you like Luo Ye?"
At those words, Yao Shiyu froze for a moment before hurriedly shaking her head. "No, don't talk nonsense."
"Yao, Luo Ye really is pretty handsome, and he clearly feels different from the other students in our class. He's very mature and looks dependable, but... he seems to like Teacher Su."
Hao Jie said.
Luo Ye liked Su Baizhou.
Among the first-year Computer Science majors, that was already common knowledge.
"No, I don't like Luo Ye. I just... really admire him, and I admire someone else too."
"Who?"
"Teacher Su."
Little stars gleamed in Yao Shiyu's eyes as she said admiringly, "Someone as outstanding as Teacher Su, with such a sincere attitude toward love—shouldn't she be admired?"
"That's true... Hey, wait, how do you know Teacher Su is sincere about love?" Hao Jie asked in confusion.
Hearing that, Yao Shiyu sighed. She reached out, rose onto her tiptoes, and gently patted Hao Jie on the head. "Good Person Sister, when you're focused on studying, you should also work on your emotional intelligence."
After saying that, she looked at Wang Yunzhi, the northeastern girl who was equally dumbfounded, and sighed as well.
Still, people who were so guileless were pretty nice too.
"You little southern potato, and now you're lecturing me?"
Hao Jie said, though she looked delighted.
Being patted on the head by Yao Shiyu felt like being licked by an adorable little kitten. Her heart nearly melted.
How could there be such a gentle and beautiful girl in this world?
"My ride's here."
A taxi some distance away turned on its hazard lights.