All the boys gathered around her and complimented her profusely, their eyes full of covetous looks.

It took more than half a minute before someone noticed Ye Fan behind Zhao Linger and said suspiciously:

"Ling'er, who is this...?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ling'er seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took Ye Fan's arm and introduced to everyone:

"Dear classmates, this is Ye Fan, a good friend I just met in Huahai City! Ye Fan is very powerful. Not only does he have good grades, but he also passed the college entrance examination——"

"Ahem!!!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Mark interrupted with a dry cough and then winked at her.

Although Zhao Ling'er didn't know why Ye Fan didn't want to reveal his identity, he didn't say anything more.

However, at this moment, countless eyes fell on the two of them.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er's two slender hands were holding Ye Fan's arm affectionately, looking like a little bird clinging to someone.

She herself didn't feel anything was wrong, but all the boys in the venue were filled with jealousy, their eyes fixed on Ye Fan, full of hostility.

If looks could kill, I'm afraid Ye Fan would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

You know, Zhao Linger is not only beautiful in appearance and pure in temperament, but also has an extraordinary family background and a great reputation.

However, in my three-year high school career, I have never heard of anyone who could win her favor first!

But now, Zhao Ling'er is so close to an "outsider", like a couple.

What's more important is that if Ye Fan is the best among people and a talented person, then forget it!

But now, Ye Fan is wearing cheap clothes. The total cost from head to toe is estimated to be less than 200 yuan, which is not comparable to anyone on the field.

For a moment, the boys looked at each other and became hostile, thinking secretly:
Chapter completed!