Chapter 462: Chapter 462 - 462: The Immortals Group Doted on Little Junior Sister, and Third Senior Sister Is Here (1)

Translator: _Min_

The cover still bore the emblem of RM, a massive dark red rose.

“An album, huh? It feels quite substantial.” Lin Jihuan was even more puzzled as she flipped it open, “Inside this album is—”

Her voice abruptly ceased.

She stared blankly at the first page of the album, her normally brilliant thoughts halting in that moment.

The photographer hired by RM was naturally of international top-tier caliber, demonstrating a profound mastery over the lens.

The classroom fell silent.

Si Fuqing’s popularity was undeniable, especially with the establishment of her studio today, making her the talk of the town.

Her fans were mostly young students, and many in the class admired her for her beauty.

The silence in the classroom was unsettling to Yu Xiheng, who slowly raised his head only to be greeted by a scream as if a pig was being slaughtered.

“Holy shit! Is this… is this a photo collection of Qingqing?! ”

“I’m going crazy!”

“Help, help! When were these photos taken?! How come I’ve never seen them? Look at this figure, these legs, it’s incredible!”

Screams echoed one after another.

Nian Yi’an’s gaze landed on the equally dumbfounded Lin Jihuan: ‘

He had only wanted a few autographed photos, how did it turn into a photo collection?!

No wonder he felt the weight was off when he received it.

“AH! AH! AH! AH!” A girl couldn’t control her hands anymore, “Jihuan, lend it to me for a day, just to take a photo, just a photo!”

“The first one is so beautiful, what about the rest? Hurry, hurry, is there anything we can’t see.”

“There’s even an autograph! My God, Jihuan, who sent this to you?”

“No way!” Lin Jihuan snapped back to reality and quickly secured the photo collection, “I haven’t even looked at it yet, and after I do, it’s going on my bookshelf for display, not for you to borrow.”

The bell rang just in time for the evening self-study, and the others reluctantly returned to their seats.

Throughout the evening self-study, Lin Jihuan received countless notes asking to borrow the photo collection, all of which she ignored.

Finally, when school was over, Nian Yi’an also breathed a sigh of relief, ready to ride his bike home.

“Hey! Desk-mate, hey, wait for me.” Lin Jihuan caught up, certain, “It was you who gave it to me, right?”

Nian Yi’an was bewildered, ‘What?”

“Come on, stop pretending.” Lin Jihuan pointed at the card, “You don’t do homework, so no one recognizes your homework, but I’ve been your desk-mate for so long, how could I not recognize your chicken-scratch handwriting?”

Nian Yi’an: ‘

He wasn’t sure if that was an insult.

With a resigned smile, he had no choice but to admit, “Yeah, consider it a thank-you for tutoring me.”

“Ah, you’re too kind.” Lin Jihuan was surprised, “It’s normal to help each other among classmates, you didn’t have to send me anything, but I really love this photo collection. Can I pay you for it?”

Yu Xiheng smiled, “No need, consider it tuition.”

“But I haven’t heard anything about an official photo collection from RM, and there’s no mention of it in Qingqing’s forum.” Lin Jihuan pondered, “Qingiqng may have fans, but it’s impossible for them to go inside RM.”

She narrowed her eyes, “Be honest, where did you get this? What’s your relationship with my Qingiqng?”

Nian Yi’an: ‘n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Had his desk-mate turned into a detective?

“Never mind, seeing you so troubled, I won’t press you.” Lin Jihuan patted his shoulder magnanimously, “Brother, don’t worry, not just Literature and English, I’ll cover all subjects for you, guaranteeing to get you into the top hundred in the school after the first mock exam upon returning.”

In Northern State No. 1 Middle School, with thirty classes per grade and sixty students per class, Nian Yi’an’s grades were consistently in the bottom three

hundred.

Yu Xiheng took a deep breath and smiled, “Then you might as well kill me.”

“No, no, no, although I don’t know how you got Qingqing’s photo collection, with your sincerity, I also have to give it my all.” Lin Jihuan clenched her fist, “Hey, hey, hey, don’t talk anymore, your little girlfriend is already here, I’m leaving first, ask me about today’s homework on (IQ. bye.”

Yu Xiheng was about to say something when he frowned at what he heard behind him, ‘Wait, what little girlfriend?”

Lin Jihuan had already run off, contentedly clutching Si Fuqing’s photo collection.

Just as she ran off, a gentle voice called out, “Nian Yi’an.”

Nian Yi’an knew without looking who it was.

Connecting it to Lin Jihuan’s earlier words, his gaze turned colder, “You haven’t been spreading rumors around the school, have you?”