C3

"Do you see, he doesn't even want to look at us?" A very clear voice rang out in the noisy classroom. This sentence was clearly heard by everyone in the classroom. They immediately rushed towards this direction like floodwaters.

Actually, Gu Mo did not want to look at these people. He just didn't know how to talk to them, so he didn't dare raise his head in front of them with his little thoughts.

"Shut up, what are you arguing about?"

With the class director's many suggestive coughs or inadvertently reminding these classmates of his, one of them was a bit annoyed, a bit hoarse, but more importantly, he was showing the laziness deep down his bones.

Squishy, maybe he was just sleeping. And anger? It was precisely because of this that Wan Yanyinye who was talking at once, that the other side kept talking to himself, causing him to not know whether to sleep or wake up.

As soon as his voice fell, it was as if a switch had been turned on in the surroundings. The entire classroom immediately became quiet, as if the ruckus wasn't caused by them.

Wan Yanyinye leaned his body against the back of the chair, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the person who caused this disaster.

He seemed to be looking up as he spoke, but he quickly lowered his head. And it was that one glance that was also enough for Wan Yanyinye to look at his entire appearance.

His eyes were rather large, but they lacked color, making them seem somewhat empty. The word "na?ve" on his face, when paired with his height and rosy white skin, made him seem like he had just risen.

Was he the same as him? Heh heh, that's really interesting.

As Wan Yanyinye thought about this, he felt that it was a little awkward for Gu Mo who was standing on the stage.

The surroundings were very quiet, as if everyone's focus was on him and the person who just spoke. This made him even more at a loss as to what to do.

Did he help her just now? Gu Mo looked at the floor and blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes forming a half arc in front of her eyes, which also added a little 'gloominess' to his temperament.

"Gu Mo, find a seat and sit down." The class director said in a friendly manner. He had been thinking about this for a long time, this class had dragged on for too long. If Wan Yanyinye had not called them to be quiet, it was unknown how long this group of rich kids would have been arguing.

He was also very afraid of Wan Yanyinye. In Chenyuan University, there was no one who did not know of him, because of his strong family background, and his family members could not do anything to him. Thus, he did whatever he wanted in school and no one dared to organize him.

Of course, this was all overthinking, Wan Yanyinye was not crazy enough to worry about that. He was just suddenly interested in Lil Thing, who was standing on the podium.

"Hmm?"

After a period of silence, Gu Mo finally realised what his teacher had said and looked down.

There weren't many people in this class, only about thirty or so. However, each of them had two seats. The only place that didn't have a table beside them was at the back door, next to the trash can. And on the table there, there were all sorts of random things. It was as if the two empty desks in the class were for them.

Gu Mo's eyes were a little dim, and his feet slowly moved across the ground. He had no choice but to go to that place, and there was an empty seat beside the person who spoke just now.