Mr. Wang had been through it too.
When he was young, he had also chased after celebrities.
Naturally, he knew exactly what the light in the eyes of these girls meant when they looked at Ding Ling.
While feeling envious, he also couldn't help sighing with emotion. Being handsome really was great. What a pity that youth never returned, and he could never go back to the past.
"My name is Ding Ling. I've returned from overseas, and I'll be staying in Xihong City to develop my career..."
Ding Ling gave a brief introduction.
He still won a chorus of cheers from all the girls.
Yuan Hua, Xia Luo, and the other boys were sour with envy.
One by one, they cursed him inwardly: Damn, what a pretty boy!
Yuan Hua already counted as a pretty boy, but in front of Ding Ling, he could only be considered passable.
If even Yuan Hua was like that, the other boys were even more hopeless.
When Mr. Wang said he was going to assign Ding Ling a seat, many male students silently prayed, He didn't see me, he didn't see me!
He could sit with anyone except Ding Ling.
Otherwise, he would definitely be crushed into nothing by Ding Ling.
How would he retain even one or two chances to choose a partner during this crucial final year of high school?
Who didn't want a sweet romance?
"Ding Ling, where do you want to sit?"
Mr. Wang asked him directly.
The students were even more surprised. For Mr. Wang to treat Ding Ling this way, Ding Ling clearly wasn't simple.
Many people began guessing what kind of power or background Ding Ling had.
Everyone knew that Mr. Wang was notoriously snobbish. Yuan Hua was especially valued because his family had some connections,