But Fang Heming closed the original owner's last window.

What friends? They were just a show, a gamble, orchestrated by Wang Feifei to avenge Song Sisi.

She took out her phone, fiddled with it for a bit, and then followed Fang Heming to the corridor not far away.

"Bai Yan, what do you mean by giving me this scarf?" Fang Heming held in his hand the scarf that the original owner had spent several days knitting.

Meanwhile, inside the classroom, Wang Feifei turned on the projector used for teaching, but the image on the screen showed the location of Bai Yanhe and Fang Heming.

Someone was remotely filming and live-streaming the incident.

"Hilarious! Fang Heming just winked at this country girl and she came running to him!"

"I wonder how Fang Heming is going to mess with this country bumpkin. Is he going to give us an R-rated performance right here?"

"Holy crap, that's so exciting!"

Wang Feifei laughed smugly from the side: This is what happens when you offend her.

Song Sisi frowned with concern: "Feifei, isn't this joke a bit too much?"

"What do you mean, 'pass'?" Wang Feifei said, "Sisi, you're just too kind. She pretended to be harmless before, but didn't you see what she was like yesterday?"

"She deserves it!"

In projection

Bai Yan looked up at Fang Heming and smiled gently: "What do you think?"

Fang Heming was a little dazed by her smile. After not seeing her for a few days, this country girl actually looked quite pretty with her bangs swept back.

Thinking of this, Fang Heming felt a surge of warmth in his heart. "Bai Yan, do you like me?"

Bai Yan didn't speak, but just looked at him with a smile. Fang Heming took two steps forward, "If you like me, then kiss me..." He looked at her.

"Bai Yan, I noticed you from your first day at school. You should be able to sense my concern for you."

He whispered in her ear, "If you like me too, kiss me, and I'll take you out to play today?"

A chorus of "I agree!" echoed in front of the screen.

"Damn, Fang Heming's going to hit a home run!"

"That kid!"

A look of disgust flashed across Shen Mubai's eyes as he was sleeping on the table before he put on his school uniform and went out.

"I like you?"

"Kiss you?"

The woman's voice carried a cold sarcasm: "No mirror? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror?"

Not only was Fang Heming stunned, but everyone was stunned.

Bai Yan looked at Fang Heming with an extremely critical eye: "Academic failure, scumbag. What is there for me to like about someone like you who can't even filter out anything after two filters?"

"What did you say..." Fang Heming said, "You used to text me every day praising how amazing I was."

Bai Yan laughed: "The dog at the east end of our village barks at me every day to make me laugh, and I also say it's fierce."

Fang Heming went from being stunned to turning pale, and then to turning red with anger in just two or three seconds. She treated him like a dog!

"Bai Yan, you're messing with me!"