"What's up, Nanaz, you miss me?"
Su Zelin teased, "Even if I haven't been to the literature club, we still see each other in class every day."
"Miss you, my ass!"
Nanaz rolled her eyes at him in annoyance.
But to be honest, without the jokester class leader at the literature club meetings, it's a lot less fun.
At first, she thought this club would be interesting, but without Su Zelin, it turned out to be quite boring, full of pretentious members.
Even though they saw each other in class daily, sitting with dorm mates in the front and back rows was really different from sitting next to Su Zelin at the literature club, listening to him brag and joke around.
She hesitated for a moment, "Mainly because that sophomore senior, Di Sishao in our club..."
Hearing this name, Su Zelin was slightly surprised.
"What about Di Sishao?"
Ever since he joined the literature club in his freshman year, that guy had no chance, and Nanaz wasn't interested in him either.
