The Girl Come Back is Super (Nikita and Sheehan) novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270 I’m Lanny Gant from Class A. 

There were so many people in the corridor because of her, too? 

It seemed that Nikita was the reason for the rare excitement of Class 

Before Nikita could answer, Samuel turned his eyes to Lanny, who was standing beside Nikita. Seeing that Lanny had not left, Samuel looked very terrible and said in a hostile voice, “Lanny, what are you doing in Class F? Aren’t you a student of Class A?” 

“Aren’t you, the top class students, looking down on Class F the most?” Felton pressed his lips, his narrow eyes were filled with coldness, and he said nothing. 

Lanny looked up at them and ignored Samuel. 

He didn’t want to waste time talking to childish people. 

He turned his head, looked at the girl beside him with gentle eyes, and his voice was as gentle as spring breeze: “Nikita, I heard that you are going to take part in the English League. Is this true? 

If you will really join in it, I have compiled some notes, which may be useful to you.” 

As he said, he handed a notebook to Nikita. 

“Here are some of my experiences in several competitions, and some key points are also recorded in it. 

If you are going to the competition, you can have a look. It should be useful.” 

Lanny was the fourth in the last English competition. 

In the competition before the last one, he also won the second place. 

His recorded experience was absolutely very useful. 

He came up to the third floor to send notes to Nikita. 

And he didn’t expect a series of things happened later. 

Nikita looked at the notes he handed to her, raised her eyebrows and didn’t pick them up. 

It seemed that she asked Yvonne to post on the forum to make it clear of the English contest, but Yvonne didn’t take it seriously. 

Otherwise, Lanny wouldn’t have come to send the English notes. 

He sent the notes because he thought she was really going to take part in the competition. 

“Nikita, I am Lanny Gant from Class A.” Nikita didn’t take his notes. Lanny thought she didn’t remember him. His handsome face turned slightly red, and he pinched his fingers and said, “Before… I handed you a letter, but you didn’t accept it.” 

“I wonder if you still remember me.” 

Of course, Nikita remembered. 

She had a photographic memory. She would never forget people she had met or books she had read once even after many years. 

Besides, Lanny was good-looking, and her impression of good-looking people was generally deeper. 

The girl’s black and soft eyes looked at the shy teenager in front of her. She curled her lower lip: “Lanny, I remember you. 

Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t need it. 

Her call of “Larry” made his face redder.