Ji Qingqian moved with light, graceful steps.
It reached Pan Pan's shoulder.
Ji Qingqian is more than ten centimeters taller than Pan Pan.
Even though the latter was two grades above her, her height combined with her round face that looked like a porcelain doll... just by looking at her, President Pan Pan really didn't have the same authority as this junior, Ji.
"...Do you know him?" Ji Qing asked casually.
The clear, cold voice made Pan Pan turn around.
—She had been staring at Lu Yibei with intense eyes the whole time.
"This is what I told you..."
Pan Pan thought Ji Qingqian was asking her, so she naturally replied, "...Oh no, Qingqian, you're a freshman and don't know Yi Bei yet. Come, come, let me introduce you."
Lu Yibei's expression was somewhat strange.
"I don't know you yet".
Let me introduce it to you.
Pan Pan was about to speak again when Ji Qingqian looked directly into Lu Yibei's eyes and asked once more:
"know?"
She had heard from Abei that he knew the president of the Ancient Style Society.
Later, upon hearing the comment that "the club president is a girl," she changed the subject, claiming she was "not familiar" with the person...
Ji Qingqian didn't ask any further questions.
But seeing Pan Pan's enthusiastic demeanor today, it's clear they're not strangers at all.
Her eyes were somewhat sharp.
Hao Pangzi, who was traveling with Lu Yibei, wisely stepped back to observe how the couple would proceed.
He was the only one who came with Lao Bei this time.
Ah Jie was called away by Chen Dan, but he didn't know why.
Sun'er wasn't interested in any of these things...
Fatty Hao was quite interested.
It was just a small misunderstanding; a few words of explanation would clear it up.
But precisely because it was just a small misunderstanding, he was able to watch the show without hesitation instead of helping Lao Bei.
In contrast, the junior girl that Ji brought over...
It must be her roommate, right?
She seemed completely lost. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to persuade the aloof Ji Qingqian not to be angry, but she didn't know how to say it.
Ah, young people.
Hao Zhangwen, a second-grader, commented on Wang Jue, a first-grader.
Lu Yibei shook his head decisively: "I don't know him."
"Um."
Ji Qingqian was about to nod subconsciously.
If Ah Bei says she doesn't know him, then she really doesn't know him... but she denied it halfway through saying "um".
No, she's too trusting of Ah Bei.
This doesn't look like someone I don't know at all...
Pan Pan looked utterly desperate, as if she were making an accusation:
"Yi Bei, have you forgotten about Senior Bread?!"
Pan Pan…
Panpan French mini bread.
Coupled with the president's soft and fluffy appearance, this nickname is a perfect match, like being struck by lightning.
puff.
Ji Qingqian almost laughed.
But if you question Ah Bei, you have to hold back.
Her eyes remained fixed on the cold surface.
But Lu Yibei knew Ji Qingqian well enough to immediately tell that she was secretly enjoying herself.
"no."
Pan Pan then realized: "...You know each other?"
She asked Lu Yibei the same two words, and received a completely different answer from the boy.
"Um."
Lu Yibei laughed: "Otherwise, why would I come here?"
Pan Pan said dejectedly, "I thought you were finally interested in our Ancient Style Society..."
Lu Yibei did not recognize Pan Pan at first.
However, when she called herself "Senior Sister Bread," some dusty memories that Lu Yibei had kept hidden in the deepest corner of his memory palace flooded back into his mind.
Not long after the start of the semester last year, Lu Yibei, a freshman who had just finished military training, encountered the club president who was recruiting new members on his way to find a certain two-character woman.
After hearing her self-introduction, Lu Yibei couldn't help but blurt out:
"Oh, Little Bread Senior."
Lu Yibei smiled, not exchanging much with Senior Sister Bread, and asked Ji Qingqian in a low voice:
"Did you just arrive?"
"Um."
"Want to go shopping together?"
Lu Yibei then noticed Ji Qingqian's roommate behind her.
My roommate looked tense; she didn't understand the specific format.
She had no idea that she was actually part of her evil senior Lu and Ji Qingqian's prey, and was still worried that the two of them might break off their friendship because of Pan Pan.
"Won't this bother you?"
Lu Yibei asked Wang Jue.
Wang Jue shook his head vigorously, not daring to utter a single word.
"Thanks."
Lu Yibei said, then, without any abruptness, gave Wang Jue's pale yellow dress a proper once-over: "It suits you perfectly—Fatty, don't you think?"
Hao Zhangwen, who was being called upon, nodded:
"Um."
Although it was just a simple compliment, it was a rare compliment from a peer of the opposite sex, which made Wang Jue a little embarrassed. She lowered her head and whispered "thank you."
Lu Yibei smiled faintly at Ji Qing again:
"it's beautiful."
This time, there's no need to ask the fat guy.
The reason Wang Jue is considered suitable is because others also think she is suitable.
But when praising Ji Qingqian's beauty, Lu Yibei only needs to think that she is beautiful.
"Um."
Ji Qingqian said lightly.
Her slightly raised eyebrows seemed to be saying to Lu Yibei, "Do you need to tell me?"
Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian stood side by side.
Wang Jue followed two steps behind.
Fatty Hao walked into another classroom on his own.
Pan Pan was the only one who closely followed Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian.
“Not Yibei, are you really not considering joining our Ancient Style Club? Look, Junior Sister Ji is here too. If you join us, you can interact with her more often.”
Pan Pan realized that Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian had a close relationship, so she first tried to win their favor.
But it holds no appeal for Lu Yibei.
Even if he doesn't join the Ancient Style Society, he can still have frequent contact with Ji Qingqian.
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