It's just... Wang Jinling seemed to respond naturally and smile sweetly on the surface, but Chen Tinghan knew her too well. If she said that she wanted to call Ji Yanghai in and kill everyone at the table, Chen Tinghan would believe it.
Soon, the discussion of books spread to Chen Tinghan. An Cang, who was chatting about his belongings, suddenly smiled and asked Chen Tinghan, who was sitting several seats away from him, "You seem to be eating in silence. Is it because you can't keep up with the topic?"
Chen Tinghan didn't realize at first that this matter had touched him. He was stunned for a moment, wiped the stain from the corner of his mouth, then grabbed the girl's hand under the table, calmed her down, and said, "Yeah, I don't like studying. If you ask me how to choose the runes for a hero or how to build equipment, then I can do it."
An Cang shook his head, laughed dumbly, and said in an apologetic tone, "I'm not tactful. Regarding my question, we should talk about something more universal."
In his opinion, Chen Tinghan's response was either an admission of defeat or he didn't even understand the offensive meaning in his words. Such a person was not worth his attention.
However, Wang Jinling glanced at Chen Tinghan, and her eyes seemed to say: See, you would be annoyed too if it were you.
Chen Tinghan really felt it was extremely strange. He rarely talked like this with his peers. He didn't know whether it was because the offensive power was too low in this era that had not been deeply poisoned by the Internet, or because the students were still young and so simple.
"Let's change the subject." Lian Heyu stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Reading is so boring. It's better to talk about games. If we don't talk about games, we can talk about novels or songs."
"Yeah, speaking of singing, isn't Haiyi Middle School holding a competition for the top ten singing stars soon?" Wu Feiwen said, "Our campus beauty Wang sings so beautifully, isn't she planning to sing a song on stage? Then she'll easily win the championship."
"I don't plan to." Wang Jinling subconsciously rejected it, but she saw Chen Tinghan's hand under the table from the corner of her eye, and Li Zishan, whose face was slightly red beside him, and the normal smile on his face became even brighter.
She said: "I didn't plan to do that originally, but I recently wrote a song that I wanted to dedicate to someone."
The place went wild. A performance? Wang Jinling was performing! This was huge gossip. Everyone was asking what song it was and who it was dedicated to. Then the noise died down, and everyone noticed that Wang Jinling's eyes were fixed on one person.
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