When Gu Ting hurried to the lecture hall, the report had already started for 5 minutes, and the lecture hall was already crowded with people. Gu Ting walked over to an empty seat pointed out by the student union who was maintaining order. He didn't let out a breath until he sat down.
There was a chuckle from beside him, and Gu Ting followed the sound and looked over. Although the lecture hall was dark, he could still see that he was a boy with a handsome face. It was not a face that made people crazy, but he had an indescribable temperament. The owner of the voice was not embarrassed because Gu Ting looked over. The corners of his mouth remained slightly curved, and the boy pointed at Gu Ting's hair.
Gu Ting touched her hair and realized that her bangs had curled up mischievously as she ran over just now. Gu Ting awkwardly smoothed her hair with her hands and thanked the person next to her.