Chapter 8 I feel like I've seen you somewhere before



Lu Yibei raised his arm, showing off his biceps: "Steady."

“Laobei, the pretty girl is still here,” Liu Jie said, leaning closer.

There were quite a few people around discussing it.

Wow, she's gorgeous! Is she the school beauty?

"Should I ask for their WeChat?"

"Didn't you see everyone else trying to pick her up fail? She's definitely already taken!"

"Such an ethereal and stunning woman is a rare find, not only at Jiangnan University, but even in the entire city of Hangzhou. I absolutely cannot give her my WeChat, otherwise it will surely disturb my Dao heart and affect my breakthrough to the peak of the Master's realm..."

"Hehehe... You've been watching too much fantasy!"

Lu Yibei noticed that the girl was much taller than in the photo, at least 1.73 meters tall.

It's fair to say that the criticism of male college students' photography skills is not without reason.

Although we can only see his back, judging from what the people next to him are saying, he probably can't be a "back view killer."

My phone vibrated.

[Qingqian: Did you go to the orientation?]

[Heading North: We've arrived.]

After replying.

The girl in the floral dress wearing a straw hat happened to turn around.

She's not just a pretty face from behind, but a genuine beauty.

Her skin was as white as snow, but her eyebrows and eyes were dark and bright, and her pointed oval face exuded a cool and aloof air.

She stared blankly...

North of Lu.

"Lao Bei, she looks like she's looking at me!" Liu Jie exclaimed excitedly, but Bai was exclaiming in surprise, "...No, she looks like she's looking at you?"

The girl in the floral dress raised her pale hand, removed the Bluetooth earphones from her ears, and put them back into the earphone case.

It seemed as if she hoped someone would strike up a conversation with her.

Xia Li gave Lu Yibei a push from behind.

"Brother Bei! Charge!"

Lu Yibei walked over.

"Hey classmate, do you need any help?" he asked, sounding inexplicably nervous.

"Yes, thank you, senior."

The sound of the floral dress was crisp and clear, like a frozen watermelon cracking open.

She smiled slightly as she spoke, her curved eyebrows piercing Lu Yibei's heart.

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