Even Tiffany laughed at Darryl's awkward self-introduction—she deliberately made things difficult for Darryl. "Hey, do you have any talent? Show us."

Tiffany's eyes were smiling when she said that. She liked to mock others, and she was in the mood to let Darryl make a fool of himself.

"Yeah, show us something, at least."

"How can you merely tell us your name?"

Quite a few students played along.

The teacher, Renee, stood there with a smile on her face. Even though she was a strict teacher, she was not about to interfere with the classmates' interaction.

The classmates chimed in. Darryl smiled bitterly as he gave Tiffany a silent glance.

'She deliberately said that so that I'll make a fool of myself in front of everyone? You're too young to pull my leg, girl.'

As he thought about that, Darryl smiled and looked at Tiffany. "I can sing, but I need a dancer for my song. Would you dance to my song?"

The whole classroom was in an uproar.

All the boys looked at Darryl; they