To Rong Taotao's surprise, more and more people started gathering around him.
Shilou, Shilan, Lu Mang, Jiao Tengda, Zhao Tang, Li Ziyi... and Sun Xingyu, who was whispering with Fan Lihua.
Rong Taotao followed the sound and turned his head curiously, only to be taken aback!
Holy cow, what a lineup!
A real-life fruit salad!
It was as if a blazing fire of gossip was burning in the hearts of this bunch of "fruits." Only Zhao Tang, who was a few years older, was staring at Gao Lingwei's training movements in the distance, his brow furrowed in thought.
"You're back~ Hehe." Sun Xingyu, clinging to Fan Lihua's arm, excitedly ran forward and plopped down on the concrete ground, which was covered in a thin layer of frost and snow.
"Hey~" Fan Lihua stumbled as she was pulled along, glaring at Sun Xingyu with an annoyed look, her cheeks puffed out as if she were about to bite someone.
