Zhang Jingdong smiled, waited another minute, and only after her figure had completely disappeared from his view did he restart the car. The blue Bugatti Veyron quickly vanished from the spot.
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Twenty minutes later, at the main entrance of East River Art College.
Zhang Jingdong sat at the hood of the car, both cold and cool-looking, no one would believe that he had already climbed Qingyun Mountain today, and then taught 10 classes to students.
The usually proud and beautiful students from the art college, who are often boastful about their looks and talents, seemed to have seen their idol when they saw Zhang Jingdong.
The male students were both envious and respectful, while deep down they also felt inferior.
And those beautiful girls were all eager to try, even those usually coldest beauties of the academic departments had instantly dropped all their reservations.
There was no helping it, both the car and the person in front of them were just too handsome!
