“Someone’s fans are just being self-righteous. The public has a good sense of judgment. I wonder who is taking advantage of who’s popularity? The liar will definitely be revealed!”

…

Everyone knew that Song Jingwan and Song Yaoyao were rivals, and their fans could not stand each other.

Before Concubine Yan was about to start broadcasting, Song Yaoyao was also preparing her the exam.

The weather was getting colder and colder. It was as if there was no transition from the hot summer to the harsh winter.

Song Yaoyao looked out of the window, exhaled a breath of mist, and was in a daze out of boredom.

Thinking carefully, she had been in this world for so long.

“Hey!”

Just as she was in a daze, a big face suddenly jumped in front of her window.

Song Yaoyao was shocked and quickly retreated. Her eyes were wide open, like a frightened hamster.

After a long while, she finally found her voice.

“Han Jun?”

“Hehe, Class President, long time no see!”

“Why are you here?”

Since it was her old classmate, Song Yaoyao endured it. Forget it, I’ll let him go. I won’t hit him today.

Han Jun was grinning, not knowing that he had escaped a disaster.

“Of course I’m here to— Ah!”

Before he could finish his words, a big hand suddenly grabbed his collar from behind. Han Jun instantly lost his voice.

Shen Xun threw him aside and looked at Song Yaoyao. He curled his lips and said, “Big Bro, let’s go out for dinner.”

Song Yaoyao was still wondering what day it was today when she saw more and more familiar faces appear outside the window.

Even the little fatty, Long Hu, had come.

Song Yaoyao blinked blankly and pinched herself quietly.

“Ouch!”

She was in so much pain that tears came out of her eyes in an instant. Was this not a dream?

What the hell?

“Wow, it can’t be, right? The Class President is moved to tears?” Han Jun cried out in surprise.

Song Yaoyao’s face was cold. “How did you get in here?”

She sniffed and asked in a very unpleasant manner, “Didn’t the security guard throw you out?”

They could actually come and go as freely as they did in their own universities?

Everyone: “…As expected, only an idiot would think that the Class President is moved to tears.”

Under the gaze of her classmates, Song Yaoyao walked out of the classroom.

Looking at the group of old classmates who had grown more mature and had much calmer temperaments, Song Yaoyao almost thought that she had returned to Liyang.

Seeing that Song Yaoyao’s expression was not quite right, Shen Xun raised his eyebrows. “What’s wrong?”

Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes. “Did you… skip class?”

“Ahem…”

Han Jun rubbed his nose. “H-how is that possible!”

He felt a little guilty, and his eyes flickered as he spoke, not daring to look Song Yaoyao in the eye.

“Report! I didn’t! I got a leave of absence slip and came out officially!”

“Me too, me too!”

“I even brought a leave of absence slip with me. Class President, look!”

Song Yaoyao threw a warning look at Han Jun, her hands in her pockets as she walked downstairs.

Behind her, there was the imposing aura of an army.

When she passed by the university’s other students, they were so scared that they quickly moved aside.

Only after a fair distance did someone sigh and ask in a dumbfounded manner, “Who the hell was that…? She’s so arrogant!”

“That’s Song Yaoyao!”

“Is she always that arrogant? It felt like was heading to a fight.”

The students whispered to each other as they left the crowd.

The truth was, Song Yaoyao wasn’t as arrogant as her classmates thought.

She walked fast because she was cold.

She had a grumpy face also because she was cold!

Although it hadn’t snowed yet, the weather was dry and cold, and the wind was like a knife cutting against one’s face.

Outside the campus, more than 30 people poured into a certain milk tea shop.