The voice is......

Remembrance hurriedly turned around.

What caught my eye was a handsome and clear face.

"...... at the same table," memorial muttered.

Not far away, Lu Xingye seemed to have a sense, and a hollow three-point shot was thrown into the Nets, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Memorial.

Suddenly, his long narrow eyes narrowed.

Gu Yuxia: "At the same table? Baby, aren't you at the same table Lu Xingye? Who is this man? ”

Remembrance Xi came back to his senses from surprise, "Oh...... He was my tablemate at Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, Ling Yuran. ”

"Huh? Oh, just your top student at the same table, the one who won the first prize in the provincial competition. ”

Ling Yuran smiled and humbled herself, "It's just luck." ”

As a face control, Gu Yuxia whispered in the ear of Memorial Xi, "You are a little handsome at the same table!" ”

And at first glance, it is the kind of three-good student who steps on the halo of a school bully, and he has a good impression when he looks at it.

"I didn't expect to see you in Sakura Castle......" Memorial was surprised, "why did you come here?" ”

Ling Yuran: "No. 1 Middle School and Mu Ying have exchange student activities, the teacher chose me to come over to study for a while, today I came to go through the formalities, and I came to the gymnasium to take a walk." ”

"So, which class are you in?"

"Class S."

"Huh? It's the same as me. ”

Ling Yuran smiled warmly, "What a coincidence, can I still sit at the same table with you?" ”

Before Remembrance could answer, a cold voice suddenly sounded:

"I can't."

Ling Yuran glanced at Lu Xingye and asked Memorial, "...... is he?" ”

"He is my current tablemate, called Lu Xingye. At the same table, he is my former classmate, a super college bully! ”

At the same table? She actually called this man so affectionately? A hint of surprise flashed across Ling Yuran's eyes.

College tyrant? She actually praised other men so much in front of him? Lu Xingye secretly grinded his back molars.

"Hello." Ling Yuran took the initiative to stretch out his hand towards Lu Xingye.

Although he has a thin appearance, Ling Yuran often exercises, and has also practiced boxing, and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary high school boys.

He wanted to give Lu Xingye a dismount.

What if it's at the same table now.

He came, and the memorial table must be him.

Lu Xingye raised his eyebrows and shook it back carelessly.

Ling Yuran clenched silently, but in the next second, he felt a strong force coming, and the pain quickly spread to the nerve endings.

tried his best, but he couldn't bear to scream, and angrily increased his strength to fight back-

It seems that the handshake is light, but it is actually a war with a turbulent undertide.

Ling Yuran's face turned pale little by little.

Lu Xingye still looked so calm, and even yawned lazily.

The memorial looked left and right, and finally couldn't help asking: "Did you two hit it off at first sight?" How long will it take......"

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