Thinking that she needed to help that awful Fang Ruichen occupy a seat, Xia Xiaoluo decided to take one for Luo Xixi at the same time. With Luo Xixi by her side, she would not feel that awkward.

“Xixi, tomorrow I’ll occupy a seat for you. Is the last row okay?” Xia Xiaoluo touched Luo Xixi, who was sitting next to her silently.

“Appreciation of Classic Poetry is an optional course, so it doesn’t have a final test. We just need to hand in a paper, which can ...