Sheng Jiaoye slowly moved his hand away from the seat table. People can be so unlucky sometimes. There were a total of thirty people in the class, and nearly twenty of them were his classmates who knew each other from elementary school and junior high school. However, his deskmate was a stranger with whom he had no connection at all.
"The sky has eyes. I didn't do anything sorry."
Zhu Xue leaned against the back door and quietly watched his new deskmate dancing. Boring.
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