In Xie Fan's high school life, someone very special to her appeared.
"Old Lin, you are number one again." Xia Bingfan said.
"The second is? Xie? Fan?"
"Who is Xie Fan?"
"Does anyone know him?"
"Don't know"
"As expected, it is as ordinary as its name."
Everyone laughed.
"Yes. Me." Xie Fan raised his hand.
"How many years have passed and you still raise your hand, hahaha."
Xie Fan's eyes dimmed, and suddenly a voice remembered:
"It's fun to play tricks on others, isn't it? Do you want me to play tricks on you?"
A male classmate stood in front of Xie Fan's desk and said to the person who laughed at Xie Fan.
Everyone dispersed when they heard it.
"Thank you" Xie Fan whispered.
"It's okay. If you need anything in the future, just come to me. By the way, I'm Lin Zheming."
Intention: I only hope that when Mr. Sheng looks back, it will make me think about your dynasty and dusk.
