In the future, you go to a first-class university, while she can't even get into a junior college. You are not the same kind of people at all.
What's more..." The boy sipped his lips, looked at Yvonne's beautiful face, and showed some shyness. "In our hearts, you will always be the beauty queen of First Senior High School. I just voted for you, and now I will go to ask more people to vote for you."
Under the comfort and flattery of this boy, Yvonne's face looked a little better.
She smiled gently at the boy: "Thank you."
She smiled, which made the boy tread on air. He said in a more flattering voice: "In a word, you don't need to take that kind of idiot to heart. She is a bumpkin from the countryside. She has no qualification to compare with you!"
"Even if she becomes school queen, she is still a hillbilly. How could a pheasant be compared with the real phoenix?"
"But..." Yvonne sipped her lips. "She is very beautiful, and many boys in the school like her very much."
"Beautiful but mindless, she's just an eye candy." The boy sneered, "Do you think those boys in our school really like her? They just like her beauty and want to play with her."
"Who will like a hillbilly? It's so shameful!"
Yvonne sipped her lip again, and showed an inconspicuous smile.
Her mood seemed to be better again.
"Niky, wake up."
At noon, a group of people were going to the canteen for lunch.
See Nikita still sleeping, Samuel took a deep breath, summoned up the courage to shout Nikita twice. Nikita wore noise-reducing headphones and still slept soundly.
Samuel failed to wake her up. He took a deep breath, carefully stretched out a hand.
When his outstretched hand was about to touch the sleeping girl, when the distance was only one centimeter, the girl seemed to feel it at once. Her closed eyes opened instantly, and her black eyes were full of coldness. Her eyes fixed on Samuel.
Her eyes were sharp.
Samuel got a fright and turned pale: "Nikita, Nikita, you are awake."
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