"Yes, Auntie. I am Lin Zhou, nice to meet you!"
Lin Zhou nervously rubbed his fingers, blushing as he greeted Li Aiying.
Li Aiying, carrying a broom, walked over. Seeing his anxious face, he was no longer as calm and eloquent as he was on stage earlier.
Clearly, the young man was nervous!
Realizing this, Li Aiying's expression didn't change a bit, still looking at Lin Zhou warmly as she laughed and spoke, "Xinxin has troubled you a lot recently, I'm really sorry for the inconvenience!"
"No, no, Auntie, you're too polite! We are classmates, just helping out, it's nothing troublesome at all," Lin Zhou replied, waving his hands repeatedly in a fluster.
As he said this, his nervousness extended from his face to his limbs. A moment ago, he was just blushing; now he was somewhat "flailing." He didn't know what he was gesturing about, but he couldn't control his hands! He had to do something to cope with the awkward atmosphere.
