"Brother Lie, let me introduce you."
Lil' Northeastern displayed the hearty style typical of Northeasterners and played middleman.
"This fair-skinned and pleasantly plump girl is the class president of our finance class, Fu Doudou, nicknamed Tofu!"
Tofu, quite cheerful and lively, laughed and slapped Lil' Northeastern, "You're so annoying! You were the first to call me Tofu, right?"
"HEH HEH!"
Lil' Northeastern chuckled, his introduction of Pan Ge particularly exaggerated.
"Now this one is impressive—the belle of our class, the campus flower of the International Relations faculty, the freshman flower of the 13th level, and the school flower of the entire Humanities College... Pan Ge, the great beauty Pan!"
Honestly, Han Lie felt embarrassed for Pan Ge.
She probably felt the same; her smile was clearly a bit stiff.
Lil' Northeastern, this silly kid, still thought he was being funny and was about to turn his head and introduce Han Lie.
