However, on the top of what I am good at and proud of, I will destroy all my self-confidence and superiority completely and completely.

I have to say that only in this way can we be called "despair" in the true sense!

"Come on, let's go!"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan turned around and left his eyes behind Luo Yurou. After a simple gesture, they strode in front of Panyu Tian.

As for Luo Yurou, she smiles and follows Zhang Xiaofan step by step. From the beginning to the end, she has never seen Panyu Tian, who is losing her soul.

At the moment, Wu Peipei is still standing in the same place like a dream. She has never recovered for a long time. Now, she is still immersed in the unspeakable strong shock brought by Zhang Xiaofan's song "Dongfeng Po".

After seeing Luo Yurou following Zhang Xiaofan, all the people in the neighborhood were not so angry and unhappy.

At the moment, there is no half of disdain and disdain in their hearts. The only thing they have is complete admiration for Zhang Xiaofan.

"Alas..."

"Let me just say that Zhao Yinger, the first university flower recognized by Peking University, has been chased by Zhang Xiaofan. If he doesn't have two brushes on hand, how can he do it?"

"It's so beautiful. If I can listen to it whenever I want, I'll be happy to marry Zhang Xiaofan right now, right away..."

At the moment, there are already many young students on the scene, and they can't help but start to make a fool of themselves.

As for Panyu Tian, his fists were clenched tightly, his lips were trembling, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

After the fierce ideological struggle, Panyu Tian didn't want to go and take revenge on Zhang Xiaofan. He wanted to get back all the face, the court and everything he lost today!

But then, after recalling Zhang Xiaofan's icy eyes without any emotion, Panyu Tian felt a piercing chill in his heart at this moment, which made him shiver.

‘.....’

At the same time, Luo Yurou still follows Zhang Xiaofan and comes to Zhao Yinger's side.

At present, Luo Yurou is very complicated in her heart. She wants to say something, but she doesn't know how to say it.

However, just when Luo Yurou was in a dilemma, a slender catkin stretched out in front of her at the moment.

"Hello, Luo Yurou. This is the third time we have met in the imperial capital, right?"

After hearing this, Luo Yurou also raised her head in amazement at this moment, but saw Zhao Yinger nodding to her with a smile, expressing her own kindness.

"Ah? Ah... Ah

"Yinger, you... Hello..."

It has to be said that when Luo Yurou faces Zhao Yinger, she always has the illusion of inferiority