"Why are you ignoring me?" Ruan Yishang poked his new deskmate, Qin Heqian. Qin Heqian turned his head and stared at him for a few seconds, then returned his gaze to the exercises.
He finally saw Qin Heqian's face clearly. He was such a cold person. He turned his head once in nearly a day and said nothing. It felt like the air was cold where he was, but his face had a cute look that could not be concealed by the coldness.
"I'll go..." Ruan Yishang looked in disbelief. He shook his head violently, "No, no, I'm off track. Is the question prettier than my face?"
Growing up, with his almost perfect appearance and superior family background, Young Master Ruan has never lost in terms of popularity. It has never happened before that people ignored him. "I still don't believe it." He muttered softly.
From then on, Master Ruan embarked on a journey of harassing his classmates.
In the morning, class time, recess, lunch, lunch break, and after school, Mr. Ruan: same desk, same desk, same desk, same desk
Motto: The sun will always shine on you.