"Sorry."
"Jian Chunyu, what gives you the right not to like me?"
"Su Qingliang, don't make a scene."
She looked down at her toes and realized that, after all, she had been far too presumptuous. "I'm sorry." She turned and left the rooftop. For some reason, she felt a faint trace of fear. She suppressed it and hurried away.
"Yeah, he really is just like his name." Su Qingliang straightened the desk, getting ready for class.
An Ran, just as delighted as Er Bai, exclaimed, "Wow, Qingliang, you think he's handsome and talented too, right?"
Su Qingliang was just about to explain when
Ring, ring, ring...
Watching the two of them return to their seats, Su Qingliang muttered, "What? He's obviously itching to make a move. He just got here and already came first in the exam."
Jian Chunyu looked up when he heard her. The girl sitting in front of him had her hair tied up in a high bun to beat the summer heat. Her uniform was the same as everyone else's, yet she somehow gave off a hint of swagger. At her words, the corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
May I ask what the author's pen name is?