With his strong and upright posture, He Nan, wearing a black woolen coat, accompanied by Chen Jie, walked together to the central spot and stood alongside the principal and teachers. In terms of presence and appearance, he effortlessly outshone them.
The sculpture-perfect features on his face, the tall figure of one meter eighty-nine, and that handsome physique—any single one of these traits would be enough to draw admiration. When all these attributes came together in one person, you can imagine just how perfect he must have been.
The students around all let out sounds of surprise.
This was the first time they truly realized just how ordinary their Teacher Chen seemed in comparison.
No one knew the indelible impression He Nan’s entrance would leave in the hearts of some of the girls, and even years later when they were old, speaking of this moment to their children and grandchildren, their eyes would still carry that same spark of light.
"So handsome, and kind-hearted, too."
"Are all the city folks this good-looking and wealthy?"
"Even people in TV dramas aren’t this attractive."
Many of the girls, including Zhou Siyu and Wang Jingjing, began to whisper among themselves.
No wonder so many girls dream of marrying into the city—after seeing an eagle, how can they be content with a mountain chicken?
"I’m definitely going to college, and when I’m looking for a boyfriend, I’m setting this as the standard," Zhao Xinlan whispered her wish while gazing at He Nan, a shy sparkle unique to young girls in her eyes.
"Dream on," Wang Jingjing shot her down, "Not all city people are this handsome or wealthy."
She had been to the city, and although those people dressed better and had fairer skin, they didn’t have his impressive aura.
Zhao Xinlan pouted and, seeing that Zhou Siyu wasn’t speaking, nudged her with her elbow, "Siyu, what are you thinking about?"
"Dreaming, just like you!" Wang Jingjing laughed teasingly.
"I think I know this guy," Zhou Siyu murmured as she fixed her gaze on He Nan.
"Yeah right," Wang Jingjing was skeptical, "Stop bragging. He’s a big city boss, how could you possibly know him? You must have seen him on TV!"
Seeing someone like He Nan on TV was not unusual, and Wang Jingjing thought Zhou Siyu was just name-dropping.
Zhou Siyu’s face changed, she felt somewhat unhappy with Wang Jingjing talking about her like that, but she truly couldn’t recall who he was. Maybe she really had seen him on TV?
Compared to them, Shen Mianmian was much calmer. She had met He Nan not just once; they had encountered each other several times. Furthermore, having seen plenty of celebrities and internet stars in her previous life, she had developed a bit of resistance to good-looking men.
In front, the principal seemed to be calling He Nan to say a few words, but He Nan declined. The principal then spouted some official remarks and began to announce the names of the students who were receiving the scholarship.
All the students from poor backgrounds were excited.
Some students did not dare to mention it at home, fearing to raise hopes with their families if in the end the scholarship didn’t fall on them.
"Chen Gang, Zhao Xiaoyu, Wei Juan, Wang Xiuxiu..."
The called students’ eyes brimmed with tears of excitement. The fifty slots were quickly being announced, and those who hadn’t heard their name yet were sweating with nerves. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
As the principal reached the forty-eighth name, a male student beside them suddenly erupted with excitement. Perhaps too elated, he turned and grabbed Shen Mianmian’s arm, exclaiming,
"I made it, I made it..."
"If you made it, you made it. What’s the need to grab someone?" Standing behind them, Lu Siyuan raised his hand and knocked the boy’s hand off Shen Mianmian’s arm.
"I was too excited, sorry."
The boy who had come to his senses blushed with embarrassment.