When I got back, the little devil on the chair had indeed disappeared.
Just then, the school bell rang.
The two quickly returned to their seats.
The first lesson was destined to be anything but peaceful.
Although the students of Class 18 were all born into wealthy and powerful families and had seen many handsome men and beautiful women, very few were as good-looking as Yan Chiyu, who seemed almost unreal.
Not only did the girls secretly swoon over him, but even the boys who had been paying attention to Wu Yue would occasionally cast envious and amazed glances at Yan Chiyu.
[Yan Mei is bisexual, case closed!]
Oh no, I think everyone in this class has such interesting little glances!
It will be a pleasant learning journey.
I don't know why I'm so excited in front of the screen.
"Are you familiar with Wu Yue?" Song Wenzhi only knew that Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu were both from Songcheng No. 5 Middle School, but he didn't know anything else.
The boy replied calmly and politely, "My deskmate."
"ah!"
Song Wenzhi raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you want? I'm asking if you're familiar with Wu Yue?"
"..."
Yan Chiyu looked at Song Wenzhi with the same look he would give someone mentally challenged.
Song Wenzhi was stunned for a moment, then belatedly realized what she meant and lowered her voice, saying, "You mean you and Wu Yue were deskmates before? Seriously, couldn't you have said just a few more words? You're making me do reading comprehension."
At this moment, Yan Chiyu didn't even want to look at him anymore.
When he first met Song Wenzhi, the guy was still a little kid wearing open-crotch pants. He didn't seem very smart back then. How come he's still like that now that he's grown up?
Yan Chiyu's expression was indescribable.
My perception of Song Wenzhi went from being a normal person to being a fool.
If I get the chance, I should give Lao Song some pointers. If this one isn't working, maybe we should have another one.
...
...
The class ended quickly.
After class, everyone sprang up from their sealed positions like wild horses.
“Wu Yue, your surname is very special and rare.” Zhou Yunwei looked shy, but she was actually an 8G surfing expert. She was not only familiar with online gossip, but also had heard a lot about their circle.
Do you know?
Upon hearing this familiar gossip-filled opening, Wu Yue immediately looked up, casting an inquisitive glance: "Hmm?"
"There was a classmate of ours from fifteen years ago, surnamed Wu, who graduated from our top-tier university. His name is Wu Cunxu. Now, he's the kind of domineering CEO in our circle, you know? Handsome and rich. Don't let his marriage and two children fool you... But..."
Zhou Yunwei looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them before continuing in a low voice, "Many families in the capital want to send their daughters to Wu Cunxu, hoping to curry favor with him and be his mistresses, even if it means being his third, fourth, or fifth mistress."
“There are many girls our age who are also labeled and trained.”
Wu Yue listened intently, "And then?"
"I guess none of them succeeded. I don't know the specifics." Zhou Yunwei rested her chin on her hand, her tone full of envy: "I only heard that Mr. Wu was a very virtuous person and was very affectionate towards his late wife."
This side looks harmonious, but the other side is not so peaceful.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Why did you add your girlfriend from the experimental class to our group chat? She's only after your money. Break up with her already!" These words came from Qian Bolun, the boy who was arguing with Song Wenzhi.
With his dark blue hair and a fierce look in his eyes, his appearance was completely at odds with his name, lacking any scholarly air whatsoever.
"What, you're looking for attention and a girlfriend is trying to seduce you?"
Wherever there's excitement, there's Song Wenzhi; he seems to thrive on chaos.
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