บท 1257: A Little Smug. Worth of Tens of Millions

Zhang Shaofeng was waving fervently at Yun Jian while Chen Xinyi had both hands cupped around her mouth to amplify the volume of her voice to call for Yun Jian who was farther away.

It had been days since Yun Jian last saw the pair of jokesters, so she could not help flashing a smile.

"Hey, you two are being embarrassing shouting here and there. We have to maintain our poise!"

Ling Yichen, who stood next to Zhang Shaofeng and Chen Xinyi, coolly flicked his hair that was shaved so short there was no movement at all and struck a cool pose.

"F*ck off! We all know each other! What's with the hypocrisy!" Zhang Shaofeng swiftly thwacked the cool pose off Ling Yichen.

"You're not from our class and you're still attending our class' graduation ceremony with us. Do you have shame?!" With his master, Yun Jian, around as support, Zhang Shaofeng mocked Ling Yichen.