"Hey! I'm here to apologize."
The students in the classroom all looked down and asked, "Who is this?"
“I don’t know him!”
"I'm wearing high school clothes."
"It seems like he's looking for Ouyang."
"Who are you looking for?" someone asked.
The other party pointed at Ouyang Zishan.
"Ouyang, I'm really looking for you."
She pushed the chair away and went downstairs. Xia Yue was watching them from upstairs and felt that the boy looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.
Seeing her coming down, the boy walked over and said, "So your name is Ouyang."
"Ouyang Zishan." she said.
"Hello, my name is Ren Qi, and I'm in Class 1, Grade 1," he extended his hand. "Today is my first day of school."
She slapped his hand away: "What do you want from me?"
"I came here to apologize to you for hurting you last time," he said politely. "I'm sorry! And I'd like to treat you to a meal to show my sincerity."
She shook her head: "Let's write off what happened last time, but I don't want to have dinner with you."
"After all, I'm your senior," he stepped forward, "Shouldn't you show some respect?"
She looked up at the people upstairs. She didn't want to attract the teacher's attention, especially she didn't want her godmother to know about this.
Seeing that she was deliberately avoiding him, Ren Qi couldn't help but want to make things difficult for her: "I'll send you a message when the time comes." Then he returned to the high school department.
On the first day of school, he easily found her with a photo of her, and he was actually very happy. The next step was to report to the class.
Ouyang Zishan returned to the classroom, received a text message, stuffed her phone into her schoolbag, and began to study hard. She didn't want her godmother to reduce her pocket money because of her declining grades.
After school in the afternoon, a car stopped in front of them, let the driver roll down the window, and said to Ouyang Zishan: "Hey, why don't you keep your promise?"
"I have to go home!" She looked at him impatiently.
"Let him do it!" Jin Lu looked at the person in the car, but he didn't recognize that he was the one who stole Ouyang Zishan's cell phone last time.
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