Chapter 270 Iâm Lanny Gant from Class A.
There were so many people in the corridor because of her, too?
It seemed that Nikita was the reason for the rare excitement of Class 1.
Before Nikita could answer, Samuel turned his eyes to Lanny, who was standing beside Nikita. Seeing that Lanny had not left, Samuel looked very terrible and said in a hostile voice, âLanny, what are you doing in Class F? Arenât you a student of Class A?â
âArenât you, the top class students, looking down on Class F the most?â Felton pressed his lips, his narrow eyes were filled with coldness, and he said nothing.
Lanny looked up at them and ignored Samuel.
He didnât want to waste time talking to childish people.
He turned his head, looked at the girl beside him with gentle eyes, and his voice was as gentle as spring breeze: âNikita, I heard that you are going to take part in the English League. Is this true?
If you will really join in it, I have compiled some notes, which may be useful to you.â
As he said, he handed a notebook to Nikita.
âHere are some of my experiences in several competitions, and some key points are also recorded in it.
If you are going to the competition, you can have a look. It should be useful.â
Lanny was the fourth in the last English competition.
In the competition before the last one, he also won the second place.
His recorded experience was absolutely very useful.
He came up to the third floor to send notes to Nikita.
And he didnât expect a series of things happened later.
Nikita looked at the notes he handed to her, raised her eyebrows and didnât pick them up.
It seemed that she asked Yvonne to post on the forum to make it clear of the English contest, but Yvonne didnât take it seriously.
Otherwise, Lanny wouldnât have come to send the English notes.
He sent the notes because he thought she was really going to take part in the competition.
âNikita, I am Lanny Gant from Class A.â Nikita didnât take his notes. Lanny thought she didnât remember him. His handsome face turned slightly red, and he pinched his fingers and said, âBefore⦠I handed you a letter, but you didnât accept it.â
âI wonder if you still remember me.â
Of course, Nikita remembered.
She had a photographic memory. She would never forget people she had met or books she had read once even after many years.
Besides, Lanny was good-looking, and her impression of good-looking people was generally deeper.
The girlâs black and soft eyes looked at the shy teenager in front of her. She curled her lower lip:
âLanny, I remember you.
Thank you for your kindness, but I donât need it.
Her call of âLarryâ made his face redder.
The young manâs fair and handsome face was radiant with obvious crimson color.
âI will also go to this competition.â Nikita didnât accept his notebook, and Lanny didnât insist. He took it back, pressed his lips, thought about it, and added, âIf you donât understand anything, or want to know something, you can ask me.â
Nikita never signed up, so it was impossible for her to really take part in the competition.
She didnât go back to school to be a good student who loved to study.
But that was what she thought before.
Now, her mind suddenly changed.
Since Yvonne wanted her to take part in the competition so much, she felt that she probably shouldnât let her down.
Anyway, sheâs bored recently, so she would play with this bitch.
âClass is coming soon, so Iâll go back to the classroom first.