Da Bao noticed that Nuonuo seemed to be getting busier lately. The phone she used to casually toss aside when she got home was no longer silent. Every night, one or two calls would come through at set times.
Most of the time, from her occasional words, he could tell that it was her class monitor on the other end, that petite and lively girl. Their conversation topics ranged from studies to classmates, and sometimes they even talked about boys.
"No way, I think the sports commissioner from Class 3-6 is more stylish. He's got such a nice figure, almost like a model, and most importantly, his slam dunk moves are really cool!"
When Da Bao heard Nuonuo gush about other boys with a starry-eyed tone right in front of him, he almost fainted in disbelief!
So, after Nuonuo hung up the phone, Da Bao asked her coldly, with a sideways glance, "Ji Sihan, is my figure not good? Is my dunk technique not stylish or handsome?"
