Meanwhile, Mo Bei had lifted her eyes to glance in his direction.
She ended this photo-taking session with the thought that boys probably had no inhibitions when they interacted.
The aloof face was still handsome.
However, when a bouquet of fresh flowers was placed in her hands, Mo Bei looked down briefly, feeling somewhat surprised.
A teacher would arrange for another student to go on the stage to present the student that topped both schools with flowers each year.
This time was no exception.
The girl presenting the flowers was also very well-known in this district. She was the campus belle of No.1 Middle School, Yang Ziyu, also known as the Dimple Goddess.
At first, she thought that she should be able to carry herself well since she wouldn’t be presenting Almighty K with flowers.
She had not expected to feel her heart tensing up more and more as she approached the other person.
When had Mo Nan from No.2 Middle School become so eye-catching? Compared to the past, his stance seemed to have become even more upright. He somehow gave off the vibe of an ancient crown prince. He was tall, slim, and graceful.
It was probably because of the unique aura of the youth, which was like cool water that had seeped out of ice. The closer she went, the more she found this person so attractive that even the dark color of his eyes seemed alluring.
“Mo Nan, these flowers are for you. I hope you will surprise everyone like this again at the next monthly examination.” Yang Ziyu stretched her hands out, her unique sweet smile hanging from the corner of her lips.
At this age, a young girl with flowing long hair was always especially likable.
Once Yang Ziyu went on the stage, the delinquents of No.2 Middle School all wanted to whistle.
However, the occasion wasn’t right for that.
Even though they still felt as if they were dreaming, Brother Nan had actually received flowers from Yang Ziyu.
This would have been completely impossible in the past!
Yang Ziyu’s family background was outstanding. She even had a chauffeur that drove her around usually. When she saw students from No.2 Middle School, she wouldn’t even stop, let alone shoot them a glance.
Of course, all the No.1 Middle School girls feared them. This was a fact.
At the time, Brother Nan was the one they had feared the most.
Things were totally different now. Zhao Jianjian had received many invitations to social gatherings under the condition that he would bring Brother Nan along.
To be honest, the adoration of those girls was nothing.
Getting flowers from Yang Ziyu was something one could brag about to the people who loved to hit on girls for a year!
The mindset of an ultra-straight male was that simple and crude.
Mo Bei’s profile still looked indifferent as she reached out to take the flowers and very politely said, “Thank you.”
However, it was that kind of ingrained aloofness that made Yang Ziyu find this person even more attractive. She could even smell the scent on this person’s body, which was refreshing but contained a hint of sweetness.
Besides, how could he look so good in a school uniform?
Close up, she could also see the arc of the youth’s jaw.
“You’re welcome.” When Yang Ziyu said this, she felt her face grow slightly warm. He was really good-looking.
On the right, Feng Nai, who had already left the stage, did not see a certain someone follow him. When he looked over, this was what he saw.
A girl was handing flowers to Trouble Lin’s Little Brother, her face looking slightly red.
As he said something to her, even the girl’s smile was stained with shyness.
Feng Nai put a hand in his pocket with an indifferent expression. Although he did not look directly at them, he tugged at his collar and used this action to glance over briefly. However, he did not retract his gaze.
By now, Yang Ziyu had also noticed that she had stood there for too long. Thus, she stopped blocking the youth’s way and the two of them walked off the stage together.
She then realized that Almighty K had stayed backstage. Her eyes lit up and she was just about to go forward to greet him when she saw…