Yu Wen asked, "Dong Qingfeng, are you transferring to the experimental class in your second year of high school?"
Jiang Yanan was equally interested in the topic, "Your grades are much better than ours."
Basking in the gazes of several girls, Dong Qingfeng was like vegetation touched by the afterglow, he grinned,
"As long as you want, I'll always be in Class 8."
...
Hearing the noise from Dong Qingfeng's side, Chen Siyu suddenly felt like having a drink.
She took out a newly bought jasmine honey tea and turned to say, "Jiang Ning, help me twist it open."
Xue Yuantong immediately volunteered, "I'll do it!"
Chen Siyu chuckled, "Are you trying to sneak an attack on it again?"
Xue Yuantong snorted, "I don't need to sneak an attack to get it open!"
Jiang Ning did not let her embarrass herself; she was still not fully recovered from playing badminton too hard, even needed the bike to stop before she could climb onto the back seat.
Jiang Ning casually twisted off the cap.
