"Hey, did you hear that? Ruan Wen said she's a dog," Xu Qingfan shrugged to his group members.
"Brother Chou Fan, if I were the class president, I'd knock your head off," Wu Shichong rolled his language book into a stick and handed it to Xiao Ruawen like he was passing on the trouble.
"Ruan Wen wouldn't bear to hit me; people are saying we're in love," Xu Qingfan was quite grateful to the rumor spreaders, as they inadvertently helped him out.
Xiao Ruawen rolled her eyes disdainfully, took the book baton and gave him a knock, then moved her desk and chair a bit further away from him.
"Hahaha, serves you right!"
"Got hit, huh? Haha!"
Wu Shichong and Lai Chenglang clapped and cheered, and many classmates' glances subtly turned towards their group. After all, anyone with eyes could see that the "X" referred to Xiao Ruawen.
Surely no one would think it's Wang Xuan's "Xuan," right?