'Of course, he privately felt that even Huo Jia wasn't quite worthy. Hmph.'
Huo Jia didn't feel much about it, either.
The guys next to him weren't so perceptive. Laughing, they curiously opened their terminals and said as they scrolled, "That's not a given! You can never tell when it comes to feelings!"
"But still, one look at Student Jiang and you just want to pursue her."
Teenage boys don't often hold back when they talk, so they had no idea that a few tables to their left, a man—also from the A1 Mecha Department—had put down his chopsticks and glanced in their direction.
'This... what's-his-name. I'll remember his face.'
And him, and him... Huo Jia tried to recall their names, deciding he would definitely find a chance to PK them later.
'Pursue Jiang Qiuqiu?'
'Speaking with such a flippant tone.'
When his gaze fell upon the last person, Huo Jia paused, then mentally crossed him off the list.
'I'll let him off the hook.'
