At lunchtime, following the teacher's declaration of "Class dismissed," the exhausted students stood up one by one, chattering about random things as they headed to the cafeteria.
Jiang Qian also rose to go to the cafeteria. Only Fang Meng and Lin Zhengran remained in their seats.
Throughout the morning, ever since the dean mentioned the heroic incident, hordes of students—especially girls—flocked to Fang Meng during every break to ask what had happened. However, no one approached Lin Zhengran because Jiang Qian was by his side.
For the past three years, everyone in the class knew that the vice president liked the president. At least, that was the general consensus. The relationship between the two class presidents was quite delicate.
"What's the situation, Fang Meng? When did you get together with the class president?"
"Yeah, Fang Meng, did you swoop in and snatch him from the vice president?"
