Han Jian snorted coldly in her disdainful eyes and the surprised eyes of the surrounding classmates.

Delusional being loved?

Him?

Due to the living environment, he is cold and distant from everyone, the arrogance that is engraved into his bones, through his words and deeds, can indeed be admired and unapproachable, plus he is the only son of the school director, and the identity of the minority shareholder of C-Fly Film and Television Actors Exchange Co., Ltd. at that time, it is no wonder that there are always some people who are still moths to the fire under the momentum of his bursting out of the living.

So Leng Xianglan probably understands his cold and ruthless behavior.

If she hadn't participated in a speech contest, and the top three in the end were her and him, then her relationship with Han Jian might just be a back-row table relationship across an aisle.

Later, Han Jian's image of her was slightly improved from the vase's personality, and it was just a little bit: a vase filled with some ink.

Later, the campus radio selected a host, and he and she competed among the 100 or so people to reach the top 10 rankings.

Of course, the top three who won in the end were among them, and when Leng Xianglan was bragging to celery in the classroom, Han Jian sneered next to him: "It seems that you don't know that when the peacock shows off its beautiful tail, it usually exposes its - fart - stock!" Han Jian pondered it for a moment when he spoke, but the words he said were still so straightforward.

was hit by his merciless blow, the girl's face flushed, and she was 18 years old at the time, so she picked up the book on her desk and threw it at him without thinking about it: "You are a peacock, you are a peacock."

He didn't dodge, his shoulder was hit by her English book, and it fell at his feet.

Han Jian was not annoyed by the accident, but hooked his lips and smiled, and when he got up, he glanced at her, his eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot, and then walked out of the classroom with long legs unhurriedly.

The girl hated and thought at that time: Okay, don't you hate that others are to you, then I brush up on your presence every day in front of you, and I'm angry with you, hum!

probably produced such psychological activities, so Leng Xianglan began to play pranks on him.

For example, the next day, she said hello: "Good morning, classmate Han!" Did you have breakfast? I'll bring it for you. ”

Otherwise, if she happened to know when he was playing basketball, she would have run over and howl in the crowd of shouts and cheers, knowing that he had found her, she would have hummed a minor tune and left with a smug face.

From time to time, I am expressing my admiration: Wow, Han Jian, you are still versatile, and you look so handsome when you play the piano.

Or else: belch, Hanjian, do you want to have a date on the weekend? I'm free.

……

Etcetera.

Her words and deeds are too exaggerated and contrived, anyone can see that she is messing around, Wu Haoyu, who is in the same class, sees Han Jian showing a speechless face in front of her again and again, and always gives Leng Xianglan a thumbs up: "Hero." ”

At that time, Qu Yazhe was in another class, but he was friends with Han Jian, so he often encountered it, and he sincerely admired Leng Xianglan's confession to Han Jian's acting face and heartbeat.

If it weren't for Han Jian, Wu Haoyu, and Qu Yazhe meeting Leng Xianglan who had already eaten in the three canteens, they wouldn't have known that she had a little shy side.

Opposite her sat the senior who was one year higher than her: Shen Yuhao, who can be described as a representative of the whole school who is as gentle as jade.

Of course, their acquaintance is the school radio team.

Han Jian noticed that the girl sitting opposite Shen Yuhao for a quiet meal had an obviously shy smile on her face, and the three of them deliberately sat close to them, and were surprised to find that even she spoke in an unusual tone.

Wu Haoyu was dumbfounded: "Did the sun come out in the west?" ”。

Qu Yazhe looked at Han Jian's undulating expression, and summarized in a low voice: "This is the correct way to fall in love, okay?" ”