Zhou Yu pointed to Teacher Mo, who somehow had managed to sit with Class Fifteen and looked so natural there as if he'd grown in place, and said.
"I definitely don't want to squeeze in with a bunch of boys for a photo, that would ruin my reputation... like a bro hoe." He Sijiao's face turned red.
"Ah, this..."
"Youyou, come join us."
After dragging Li Youyou over, He Sijiao then spoke, "At least, there should be girls on one side."
There should be girls on one side...
Zhou Yu was pondering a question, an extension of what He Sijiao had said.
Looking at He Sijiao, whose expression was suddenly weirder than usual, not as brash, and even a bit shyly cute, he wondered whether he should say it or not...
Is that other side, me?
...
"Alright, everyone get ready, let's have a celebration for the champions."
The photographer focused the lens on Chen Yuan and framed the other team members and the two teachers as well.
Fuck, who's the champion?