As soon as Lu Lin walked into the classroom, he felt that something was off.
Cong Xiaolong was wearing a white T-shirt, white casual pants, and white leather shoes. His hair, which looked a bit messy yesterday, had been carefully styled today, standing with hair gel so straight even flies couldn't perch on it.
Zhu Haolin wore an exquisite deep blue sword art outfit, with his slightly long hair tied into a small braid, a long sword on his waist, and an aura of elegance, resembling a Sword Immortal from a fantasy film.
Yao Zongheng was dressed in a set of cotton-linen long sleeves and pants, with grass-woven shoes on his feet, and had some grass fragments stuck in his hair, seemingly either intentionally or unintentionally, emitting a fresh scent of plants.
As for Hang Jianshe, he kept it relatively simple with a clean and refreshing black tracksuit, a baseball cap on his head, possibly earrings or ear clips on his ears, and a perfectly angled chin inclined at 45 degrees.
