Gao Peng, who was thin and small, looked at Wang Shiran, the school belle, walking from the student queue towards Class 1 of Grade Two. His eyes suddenly lit up with a brilliant twinkle, rolling quickly up and down, swallowing hard.,This afternoon's last class was for the second-year high school students taking humanities and sciences.,Gao Peng yi’s fist wasn't very big, and he roared in a low voice. 。。