"**, come and look at it, this time Senior Zhang Zichu's magazine is published again."
At this time, Li Na, who didn't know where to take out the fashion magazine, immediately showed it to the Dongfang Han people who were on the opposite side. Although this girl is a magician, she pursues the same aspirations as ordinary girls, loves fashion, loves dressing, and also loves handsome boys and stars.
She is also a fan of Zhang Zichu. Naturally, as long as there is a magazine published by that handsome guy in each issue, she will find a way to buy it and collect it.
"Don't doubt your eyes, Li Na likes this kind of warm male type." Haili rubbed against Dongfang Han's side and said quietly.
Xia Rongrong on the side glanced at Li Na, who was committing a nympho, and shook her head helplessly.
Subconsciously, Dongfang Han glanced down at the magazine on the table, and saw that there were photos of Zhang Zichuzheng endorsing a certain brand. Whether it was a photo shoot or the modeling he had made for various clothing endorsements, he was tall and perfect. The silhouette and the handsome looks, whether they are sunny, evil, or mature, are all-inclusive, and the shooting angle is 365 degrees without any dead ends.
This person seems to be born to be an artist, if this is also his dream.
"How about? Dongfang, do you also like this type of boy?" Li Na suddenly asked.
Her words instantly calmed the people in the canteen, and the other boys in the room looked at it.
Even Xia Rongrong and Haili couldn't help looking at Dongfang Han nervously, waiting for her answer.
What kind of guys does this girl who looks stubborn and cold-hearted like
But I frowned slightly as if I was worried about something, and then said in a serious tone: "I like people who are worthy of my respect, like my enlightenment teacher."
"puff!"
As soon as the words fell, the audience immediately burst into laughter. Some people were almost about to fall to the ground with a smile, even Zhuo Lin, who was sitting at the opposite table, looked at her with idiotic eyes.
What's the matter, is she wrong!
"I, I really feel sad for someone... There are still people who still don't know how many likes in this world..." Haili laughed so hard that tears almost flowed out. Even Xia Rongrong and Li Na couldn't help but laugh on the spot. They only now know that Dongfang Han is the kind of people who are inexperienced in terms of feelings.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny!" Dongfang Han frowned dissatisfied.
"Dongfang, I'll tell you," Haili raised her hand and patted her shoulder, and pointed to the unconscious person. "You will go back and take a look at the book someone gave you. I think it's inside. There may be things you didn't find."
Dongfang Han obviously couldn't understand what she was talking about, and she didn't want to stay here anymore, so she got up and packed up the dishes, got up with a straight face, and left.
"She seems to be angry." Xia Rongrong was a little worried.
"It's okay." Haili waved her hand indifferently, "A person like her doesn't take today's matter to heart. And I didn't lie to her..." She is here, so why can't she not see Zhang Zichu. This morning's actions were obviously too much care for Dongfang Han, and she didn't know the boy's thoughts.
"But is this good? Haili doesn't want Dongfang to have too much contact with those people?"
"Just her EQ? No, no, you have too much hope for her."
"... What are you talking about?"
Only Li Na looked at the two in front of them confusedly and blinked in confusion.
After Dongfang Han returned to the dormitory, he just put down the things on his body, and when he turned his head, he saw the books on the table that hadn't had time to read.
—After a while you go back and take a look at the book someone gave you.
Haili's words echoed in her mind at this time...
Is there something? Dongfang Han frowned slightly, then walked up and picked up the book and flipped through it casually. Unexpectedly, a piece of memo slipped from it to the ground.
She was startled, squatted down and picked up the note paper and looked over it, "Phone number...?"
Is it Zhang Zichu
"... What a weird guy."
Dongfang Han was about to throw that piece of paper into the trash can—"It’s not a good magician to trample on other people’s minds casually..."
Suddenly, in the depths of my memory, a picture of someone educating her evoked.
A good magician...? Dongfang Han sighed helplessly and retracted his hand. Then he took out the mobile phone in his pocket and dialed the number specially left by the other party.