The noble girl is the president

"I'm Ye Xinlan. From now on, everyone can call me Lan. My hobby is sports, and my characteristic is that I never soft-spoken!..." Ye Xinlan stood in front and said enthusiastically. "...I can see that you are definitely not soft-spoken!" Yin Chenyi muttered desperately. . "Go to hell! I want you to take care of it!" Tsk tsk tsk, it's horrible~~~~ The bloody scene. .

After all kinds of twists and turns, Yin Chenyi finally "boarded the stage": "My hobby, coincidentally, is also sports. As for my specialty, it's even more coincidental, and I never soft-spoken..." Xia Ziyuan was completely speechless... The two of them are truly a match made in heaven!

A bloody war has come to an end, and An Linfeng is below: "Hehe, my name is An Linfeng, everyone can call me Feng, I hope everyone can get along peacefully in the future..." You really deserve to be Master Feng. It's so perfect, with Ye Xinlan and Yin Chenyi, is it possible to get along peacefully? !

Under Ye Xinlan's coercion, he finally said: "My name is...Jiang Shumeng, I love peace..."

Puchi, Xia Ziyuan couldn't help laughing. .But what followed was Ye Xinlan's terrifying eyes: "Little girl, it's your turn!"

Immediately, Yin Chenyi became quiet. He was really curious about who this little girl was, and he didn't know why.

An Linfeng also raised his head, with a smile on his lips. .What a scene, if there is no existence of that person --- Lin Zechen.The posture has not changed, which means: it has nothing to do with me.

"My name is Xia Ziyuan, a freshman in high school, nice to meet you!" Xia Ziyuan smiled cutely.

"Your freshman year? How old are you?" Yin Chenyi almost blurted out, his eyes widening from head to toe.

"I, I'm less than 15 years old." "So young, wow! It's amazing... Have you got a boyfriend yet?" Yin Chenyi actually wanted to ask the latter sentence a long time ago. .Before Xia Ziyuan could answer, Ye Xinlan rushed forward and scolded: "Don't think about our Ziyuan! You are so perverted!!!"

The war continues...  

Xia Ziyuan looked up at Lin Zechen who was sitting more than one meter away, then turned around and asked softly, "Sister Meng, can that person not talk? Or...he has autism?" Coincidentally, this Lin Zechen heard the words.The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he remained silent.

"Hehe, no, probably... just don't like to talk." Jiang Shumeng patted Xia Ziyuan's head and said softly.