Li Yuan walked into the classroom holding Xia Zhijin's hand, openly and confidently. Listening to the whispering around him, Li Yuan smiled, completely unfazed.
Among them, there are probably many waiting for me to fall flat on my face, to see me become a laughingstock. We're all first-year students, after all. So what makes you so amazing that you get all the attention? We're all top students from prestigious 985 universities; who among us would genuinely concede defeat?
I saw too much of this in my previous life and experienced it firsthand, so it's not strange at all. This kind of situation in a school is a hundred times better than what you find in the professional world. Once you actually start working, making even one genuine friend becomes incredibly difficult.
He led a blushing Xia Zhijin to their usual seats and glanced at Shen Xiyu, who still wore a resentful look. A wry smile touched his lips.
