Chapter 43

Chapter 43

"Alright, the race is about to begin, so let's wait and see if any little girl helps us grab seats during the exam week next month."

The ash-grey-haired young man smiled brightly at Jiang Wei, who pursed her lips and gave a slight smile in return.

Seeing that the race was about to start, several boys hurried back to their seats.

Jiang Wei's seat wasn't far away, and she had just turned to leave when the ash-grey-haired young man stopped her again.

"Senior, is there anything else?"

Jiang Wei looked at him, slightly puzzled.

"Hmm..." The young man's bright eyes rolled around, and then he revealed a faint smile. "Classmate, I have a question for you."

"Go ahead."

Jiang Wei stopped in her tracks.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

The young man's sudden question made Jiang Wei freeze.

"Ah? I..."

Jiang Wei was completely unaware that he would ask such a direct question. She stood there like a scarecrow, clutching the edges of her clothes tightly with both hands.

"Don't be nervous. I think you're very beautiful and gentle, and I'd like to get to know you."Alll latest novels at novelhall.com

When Jiang Wei returned to her seat, someone seemed to be in a real hurry.

Yi Ming, wearing a helmet with sunglasses on his nose, was shouting something from too far away to be heard clearly, and could only gesture wildly at Jiang Wei - "Where did you go?"

Jiang Wei stood up from her seat and quickly gestured back - "I'm fine, don't worry, just focus on the race!"

Receiving the "message," Yi Ming finally calmed down. His gaze returned to the front as he leaned forward slightly, quickly getting into the pre-race preparation stance.

Just as Jiang Wei sat down, the girl next to her tapped her shoulder.

"Hey, do you know Yi Ming?"

Jiang Wei paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Then can you get his autograph for me?"

The girl's eyes shone brightly with eagerness.

"Well..." Jiang Wei looked hesitant, not because she didn't want to help, but because Yi Ming hated writing. After all, his handwriting... no one without a decade-long case of Parkinson's could reproduce that level of mastery...

"He doesn't really like giving autographs to others, and if I ask him for you, he probably won't give one... But I've known him since we were little, so I can show you some of his writings if you don't mind..."

"I don't mind!" The girl hugged Jiang Wei's arm tightly, interrupting her before she could finish.

"Okay..."

Jiang Wei sighed, seeing how insistent the girl was, so she took off her shoulder bag, reached inside, and pulled out a piece of tissue paper...