"School sister, I am Zhuang Shihua, a fourth-grade graduate. I am quite popular in our Chinese department. I know almost every class of people, let alone a beautiful girl like you?"

Zhuang Shihua smiled softly, first holding herself and Bai Mo high, but the next moment, she changed her mind: "But, I have never seen you! It's wrong to lie~"

Bai Mo smiled the same way: "Who said I'm lying?

Classmate Zhuang, you said you have a wide range of popularity, but this does not mean that all the fourth-grade students in the Chinese Department of Imperial Capital University know each other, right?

You said it was almost the same, so why did you insist that I was lying, not that you missed it?

Also, thank you for your compliment, I am really beautiful.”

Even though Zhuang Shihua was sure to win, he thought that Bai Mo would be exposed and be known as a liar anyway, so he decided not to care about her, but he still couldn't help but be angry with Bai Mo's last words!

She praised her for being beautiful but just a language trap, just a praising her. I didn't expect that this girl would take it seriously. It's really-

Not reserved! Shameless!

Anyway, Zhuang Shihua himself couldn't say this.

Whenever the same or the opposite sex praises her for being beautiful and good temperament, she is at most proud and proud, but she is humble in her mouth, or smiles silently.

But never, and dare not be like this...

A willing, generous, outspoken confession!

When a person does what you dare not do, we often have envy in addition to being jealous.

The same is true for Zhuang’s poetry and paintings today.

While she felt ashamed, she inevitably felt a faint envy.

I am not ashamed of her unrestrained boastfulness, envious of her ability to be fearless of other people's gazes, and generously admit that she did not dare to admit her.

But his selfishness gained the upper hand. Zhuang Shihua calmed down his heart, smiled and said, "Since you said you were a fourth-grade graduate of the Chinese Department, then which class do you belong to?".

Zhuang Shihua's eyes were soft and as if she was looking at a lie, but she still refused to admit it. She was like a stubborn child, and her questions were very skillful.

Xu You and Xu You's friends turned their eyes to her at the same time.

Bai Mo replied with a smile: "Class 208, Chinese Language School, Chinese Department, Imperial Capital University!"

"impossible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Shihua spoke out decisively, as if he had grabbed Bai Mo's handle. He was proud, but he asked accurately and sharply:

"Student, you are so beautiful, why do you lie?"

Bai Mo blinked and asked in confusion: "Student Zhuang, I have a question I can't figure out - Is there any necessary connection between being pretty and being unable to lie?"

Zhuang Poetry and Painting: "…"

Xu You and Xu You’s friends: “…”

And Xia Xixi and Lin Xin who were pricking their ears in the dormitory: “…”

She said it so well, but we were speechless!

Zhuang Shihua moved the corner of her stiff mouth: "...It's not necessary to contact me, but it's wrong to lie."

"I didn't lie, I'm the student in the class." Bai Mo blinked innocently.

Don’t shed tears without seeing the coffin!

In Zhuang Shihua's opinion, Bai Mo is just struggling to death.

She is ready to use her trump card!

Zhuang Shihua slightly raised her chin, and the red lips raised the curve of victory:
Chapter completed!