Xiong Lin lowered her head and said softly.
"I, I can't do it, my grades are just average. You, you should find someone else!"
Su Xuan felt that Xiong Lin's voice was probably only loud enough for him to hear.
"Uh, you're being too modest. You see, you have that scholarly look with a touch of ancient China classic charm. It's said appearance is a reflection of one's inner world. Let me put it this way: have you seen Shu Xin? He looks like someone who's good at sports, doesn't he?"
Su Xuan said, while Xiong Lin scratched her head, curiously asking.
"Why's that?"
"Because his personality is very sporty. Look at him, doesn't he carry himself like a student athlete, even crossing his legs like one!"
As Su Xuan spoke, he pointed at Shu Xin, who almost rushed over to smack Su Xuan, thinking he was really being ridiculous.
"Hey, kid, you're talking nonsense. What do you think I'm good at then?"
