338. Asian Games Torchbearer_2

It wasn't until they had walked quite a distance that Xiao Ruawen couldn't help but burst into laughter, draping her arm over his shoulder, "Goose, goose, goose~ Brother Fan, when that guy said you were 'dumb as a feather,' why didn't you cuss him out?"

Xu Qingfan pressed her head down, "Please, address me as handsome!"

"Hahaha....."

They clocked back into the classroom at seven sharp, just in time for the morning reading bell.

"Brother Qing Fan, you're leading the morning reading for the first Chinese class!" Lin Wanning sat down and glanced at the blackboard.

Their rule for morning reading was to read from the subject of the first class of the day.

After the election for the class committee in the second year, each of them had landed some sort of position: Xu Qingfan was the Chinese class representative, Xia Xiaoxiao was for mathematics, Wu Lingyu for English, Xiao Ruawen for music, Zhang Yiyi for politics, and Lin Wanning for art.