Jing Xiu did not say anything about his class, but instead comforted Zhao Changan: "You walk fast, I will slowly enjoy the snow and go back."

Zhao Changan couldn't help but glance at Jing Xiu's shoes.

It is a pair of some old matte black cotton shoes, but the sandwich in many places on it has been bald.

When you look closely, it looks mottled.

"My mother said that the beef tendon soles are not slip-resistant, giggles~, but she didn't know that the beef tendon sole is not cold-resistant, so it becomes hard at low temperatures. I've been wearing these shoes for two years and they are a bit slippery."

Jing Xiu spitted out his scarlet little tongue at Zhao Changan, and smiled with a small face with big black glasses: "Isn't the love of the self-righteous mother also very distressing?"

"Jingxiu, on the 31st, I'll go to Zheng City, okay?"

"Why?"

Jing Xiu looked at Zhao Changan in confusion.

"If your dream is to sing and let your singing be heard, appreciated and liked by more people, you need a good teacher; it is not a teacher who teaches you how to sing, but a good teacher who pushes you into the music industry and goes to the road to fame."

Zhao Changan thought of Shan Qian. In his opinion, Shan Qian would like a girl like Jing Xiu very much when she saw her.
Chapter completed!