Lin Ranran smiled.
One by one, they left their seats and rushed out of the classroom.
"Ziqing," Zhao Xue'er said worriedly.
Sheng Jingyan narrowed his phoenix eyes and thought to himself, 'Speak, it's not too late to beg me now.'
Who knew.
Gu Wan'an chuckled. "It's nothing. Let's go and watch the show."
Sheng Jingyan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He felt even more depressed.
Her figure was about to disappear from sight.
He got up lazily and followed her honestly.
In the principal's office.
"What's going on?" the principal asked after reading the joint letter.
"Principal, Shen Ziqing's private life is messy. She's a disgrace to the school and immoral. She doesn't deserve to be a student at the film school," Lin Yu'er said impatiently.
"Where's the evidence?"
"There are photos in the forum, but the forum has been closed. Fortunately, I still have a few photos saved in my phone."