Surrounded by admirers, enjoying the favor of many.
This was about Zhu Qianyun.
Zhou Li?
Just some rat person in the corner, really not familiar.
Glancing at Zhou Li, who was fiddling with something on a cushion in the corner, Cen Zhu, who was in the midst of a lecture, suddenly sighed and said, "Classmate Zhou, do you have any issues with me? Or is Beiliang University better than ours here at Shangjing, that my class can't attract your attention?"
In an instant, everyone's gazes converged on Zhou Li. Like a rat person spotlighted, the Joker caught by the dark knight on the upper floors, or Gui Daozi sneaking snacks in the bathroom, he was at a loss and his face showed complete astonishment.
Ah, me?
What does that have to do with me?
There are three girls next to you being lovey-dovey, you don't care about them, and you single me out?
"Not at all, you're overthinking it," Zhou Li replied with courtesy, albeit confused, "I also skipped classes at Beiliang University."