"Then, does this count?"

A soft, obedient female voice rang out innocently. The girl in the wheelchair had crescent-shaped eyes and a gentle smile on her lips.

The photo on the screen clearly shows the school as the background, and the location even looks very much like the ground floor of the academic affairs office.

The young man was handsome, with a fair complexion like jade, but without a trace of femininity. Instead, he possessed a refined elegance and nobility. His expression was cool and indifferent, with long, narrow eyebrows and exceptionally dark, thick eyelashes. When he lowered his eyes, he cast a somber shadow on his face.

He seemed to be looking down at the person in front of him, his eyes filled with an intense, deep affection.

"So handsome..." several girls exclaimed involuntarily.

The person on the screen wasn't quite a man yet; he was still a young man, only twenty-four or twenty-seven years old. But to the class of sixteen or seventeen students, he was almost ten years older than them!

From the angle, many photography enthusiasts think it looks like he's taking a selfie, however—

How could such a cool, handsome, and noble man be so narcissistic as to take a selfie? It must have been taken by someone else; it's just the angle that makes it look like one!

"You...you're actually in a relationship? You have a boyfriend!"

Liu Yuhan clutched his chest abruptly. His youthful heart, which hadn't even had a chance to blossom, shattered into eighteen pieces. He was on the verge of tears, "I was just thinking of flirting with a girl..."

"Get out of here! You were acting like a bully, trying to kick Nan Yao out of the classroom, and now you're putting on this heartbroken act for whoever you're trying to fool?"

Luo Ziqing scoffed and kicked the chair in front of Liu Yuhan, startling him so much that he stumbled back. Then he laughed and patted Tong Su on the shoulder.

"As long as you're not interested in Xue Yu, you're my good friend! Listen up, everyone in the class, from now on, I've got Nan Yao under my protection. Anyone who dares to cause trouble for her again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A classmate whispered to her, "Sister Luo, don't be careless. These days, it's common for best friends to steal each other's boyfriends. You treat her like a best friend, but what if she dumps her so-called boyfriend and falls for the class monitor instead?"

Luo Ziqing was stunned for a moment, then stared at him with wide eyes and let out a loud sneer: "Are you brain-dead?"

The boy was taken aback: "Huh? No, it's not..."

"I think you're brain-dead, otherwise why would you say something so idiotic! This man is obviously much more handsome than A-Yu, okay? Who would turn down a handsome boyfriend and choose an ugly one?"

Ugly—ugly?

The whole class was stunned by her words.

No, Sister Luo, are you talking about the class monitor when you say "ugly"?

Although Nan Yao's boyfriend is indeed more handsome than the class monitor, the class monitor is also very handsome, okay? And, most importantly—

Ma Zhenwei even blurted out, "Sister Luo, what about you? You said the class monitor is ugly, so would you still pursue him?"

Luo Ziqing raised her chin and gave a heavy snort.

"Of course I'll pursue him. Am I the kind of person who cares about looks? I value the soul! I don't mind if A-Yu isn't handsome; I like his inner qualities!"

All students in the class: ⊙x⊙

I feel like something's not quite right.

But I can't quite put my finger on it...

Tong Su watched with a smile as the students in Class 8 bickered.

Although it was noisy, the overall atmosphere in Class 8 was undoubtedly extremely harmonious. The noise among the students was a sign of intimacy. They were like a real family, harmonious, protective of each other, and full of genuine feelings.

Yiwen pushed up her glasses: "Don't panic. Even though they're making a lot of noise now, they'll scatter like birds and beasts as soon as the bell rings and get back to their seats faster than anyone else."