So Cheng An immediately clutched his chest, pretending to be internally injured: "Mianmian, can you really say that? You've deeply hurt this academic slacker of mine. You studied hard for just one semester and became the top scorer in the city. I study so seriously every day but remain at the bottom of the class."
Tang Lin saw him like this and laughed quite unapologetically: "Cheng An, you better not disgrace yourself in front of our little genius. You two aren't even comparable."
It must be said, Tang Lin has quite a sharp tongue, and Jiang Mianmian couldn't hold back and laughed at his words. The other teens joined in with a slight sense of schadenfreude, laughing along.
"Little Tang, that's too much; I'm your brother. Is that how you talk about your brother?" Cheng An took a step forward, wrapped his arm around Tang Lin's neck, and said fiercely.
