During these days, He Xiaojie can be said to have a prosperous life. In her life, she had never been so happy.
All the big and small activities in the school began to find her, and there were so many activities that she couldn't keep up. So far, her figure has been active in every corner of the campus every day, and her popularity is getting higher and higher.
Although, she is still so fat, or even fatter than before. However, more and more people like her.
Walking on campus every day, countless people will come forward to say hello to her.
"You are the hostess of the party that night, right? You are really talented!"
"I really appreciate you, let's make friends!"
"Actually, you are not fat at all, you are very cute!"
Not only that, but there were suddenly many suitors behind her, and even a few of them were high-quality male gods with good looks and backgrounds.
He Xiaojie looked up at the clear winter sky, then took a deep breath and closed her eyes happily.
She has a premonition: the cold winter is about to pass, and her spring... is coming soon!
Sure enough, just as she opened her eyes, there was a boy who looked exactly like the male god Yangyang walking towards her.
In his hand, he held a bouquet of bright red roses. His smile is brighter than flowers. His voice is even more beautiful than the male god Yangyang.
"Xiaojie... Excuse me, can I call you that?" The boy stood in front of her, looked down at her with a smile.
Seeing that face that was exactly the same as her own male god, He Xiaojie felt dizzy for a while, and nodded dully: "Yes."
The smile on the boy's lips deepened: "Maybe, this is the first time you see me, but... I have been silently watching you in the corner for a long time."
He Xiaojie's eyes were firmly locked by his pretty smile, and she couldn't move her eyes away at all.
"Really?" She muttered to herself, reached out and took the flowers in his hands, held them in her bosom and took a deep breath.
"Do you like the flowers I sent you? If you like, I will send you flowers every day from now on." The boy took a step towards her, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is..."
Before he had time to introduce himself, a cold male voice came from behind: "Stay away from her!"
The two turned their heads in surprise at the same time, only to see Hou Xiaofeng appearing out of nowhere, straightened up and squeezed into the gap between their bodies, looked up at the boy and said, "What do you want to do!"
He Xiaojie grabbed his collar angrily, and threw him aside: "Hou Xiaofeng, you have nothing to do here, you go aside to cool off!"
But Hou Xiaofeng struggled to get up from the ground, wiped his chin: "Who said there is nothing wrong with me?"
He Xiaojie snorted coldly, and looked at him condescendingly with her hips on her hips: "Excuse me, whoever sent me flowers has something to do with you?"
"Of course it has something to do with it!" Hou Xiaofeng took a step closer to her, and suddenly the domineering president seemed to get up, pulled the flowers from He Xiaojie's hand, and threw them on the ground.
Not only that, but he seemed to be puzzled, and stomped hard on it.
"Hou Xiaofeng, are you itchy again! Do you want to quarrel with me again!" He Xiaojie rolled up her sleeves, as if preparing to have a big fight with him.
"Yes! I just want to... quarrel with you!" Hou Xiaofeng took another step forward, and the two stood facing each other with their chins raised high.
"Come on! I'm afraid of you!"
"Student, why are you like this..." The boy stepped forward angrily, and was about to argue with Hou Xiaofeng, but was interrupted mercilessly.
"Shut up!" He Xiaojie and Hou Xiaofeng turned their heads and glared at him at the same time, and said viciously. Seemed very unhappy that he had interrupted the war of words between the two of them.
Immediately afterwards, they put him aside and started another endless war of words...