She noticed that just now Han Zhengxi had cast a passionate gaze on Shen Rongsu, the school beauty who was so superficial.
She had only seen him stare at one person with such eyes, and that was Lan Tianyin
"What's wrong with me?"
"Oh, no, I just wanted to call you... By the way, I have to tell you something..." She, Huang Miaomiao, could no longer hold back and must carry out the perfect plan she set with high standards.
"What's going on?"
Han Zhengxi and Huang Miaomiao have had several good opportunities to interact. In addition to being competitors, they are also good friends.
"How about I transfer to Shengyang High School, because I want to... get to know you better?"
In fact, she started applying for transfer a week ago
Since the last debate competition, he has completely occupied her heart... She fully understands that she will not stay in Dilan High School and look away like a fool.
"Okay, there is another schoolmate, how can I not be happy?" He said with a light smile, his heart was calm, and he was not in the mood to ruffle the lake... He had no special feelings for Huang Miaomiao.
In Shen Rongsu's eyes, because Huang Miaomiao and Han Zhengxi were close to each other and seemed to be having an intimate conversation, her heart was burning with fire.
"Han Zhengxi?" She suppressed the anger in her heart, smiled, and walked towards him with graceful steps...
If he dares to pretend to be deaf and continue talking to Huang Miaomiao, let’s see how she can fix him
Didn't he say he wanted to be her brother? Then the younger sister has the right to act like a spoiled brat.
"Oh! Girl! The performance just now was not bad."
Showing a smile, Han Zhengxi praised generously.
"Really?" What! Why is she such a person?
With just one word from him, she even forgot her last name, and even more so, she suddenly became violent even a second earlier!
"Of course..."
He was telling the truth. Her performance just now was very good and shocked him.
"You are very strange..."
Facing his praise, while observing him, she suddenly thought: "You suddenly praised me, instead of hurting me, I think you have a conspiracy."
"What's wrong? Your skin is itchy and you need a beating?"