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A rooster?
Beryl was speechless. Everyone who saw her today had said that she was good-looking. Why did she become a rooster in his eyes?
Therefore, she retorted in a low voice, "Everyone says it's good-looking."
"So, what club did you join, huh?"
Beryl didn't notice the man's displeasure at all. She said confidently, "It's a school social club. Many people make friends with each other and many seniors."
Social, seniors.
When these two words entered Marcellus' ears, he was already extremely unhappy. When these words were spoken with a cheerful tone, it was as if a bucket of gasoline had been poured into his heart.
The man raised his eyebrows. "Are you very happy?"
"Yes, I made a lot of new friends, and everyone can get along well with each other."
"What can students talk about? What to eat today, or what to eat tomorrow? Or what did you do? How many books did he read?"
No matter how slow Beryl was, she could hear the sarcasm in his words. However, as a college student, when she heard such harsh words, her first reaction was to refute them. "So what? We are all young and of the same age. Isn't it normal to talk about this? Besides, what's the point of talking about is not the point. The point is that the atmosphere is very happy!"
Hearing this, Marcellus thought that she thought he was old.
What was wrong with people of the same age? What was the point of talking to a young man in his twenties? What was so great about people of the same age?
But there was nothing he could say. He said it as if he cared about it very much. He had never felt that he was old or not charming. Not to mention that he was in his thirties, even if he was in his forties, he was still very charming, and there were still people who wanted to get close to him!
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