After school, Da Bao's deskmate, a boy named Yin Zhihao who is three years older than Da Bao but not much taller, walked out of the classroom shoulder to shoulder with Da Bao.
"Ji Yu, you're amazing!"
Yin Zhihao, carrying his backpack, gave Da Bao a thumbs up. Da Bao was puzzled, tugged at his slightly wrinkled clothes, looked up at his outgoing deskmate with a smile, "What do you mean?"
Yin Zhihao looked around, ensuring no one was paying attention to them, then leaned in and whispered to Da Bao, "Yu Xin is the class beauty, the goddess of us boys!"
"Oh... is she yours as well?" Da Bao echoed.
But he was thinking, she's the class beauty, what does it matter to me? She's your goddess, not mine!
"Hehe..." Yin Zhihao scratched his head and laughed sheepishly. Obviously, Da Bao guessed right.
Da Bao wasn't interested in class beauty or goddesses, and subtly shifted the topic to other things.
