Shen Yian Song Lin

Song Lin's expression looked quite complicated. He rubbed his brow and said, "Twelve thousand two, thirty-two classes.",Shen Yian also noticed Song Lin's deep gaze, nervously pursed her lips. It was this tiny gesture that caused Song Lin to slowly approach her.,"Aren't you leaving yet Are you planning to go on camera like this tomorrow" Song Lin said impatiently.。