The students naturally did not mind.
They had many things to say about Ding Ling. They simply had to get them off their chests.
The reporter began asking questions.
Excited, thrilled, or bashful, they each shared their thoughts:
"Ding Ling? How should I put it? He's a practically perfect person. You ask if I like him? I can only say, which boy doesn't like Diao Chan? Naturally, none of us girls could dislike Ding Ling. If I could be his girlfriend, I'd wake up laughing from my dreams. Unfortunately, he already has a girlfriend.
Who is his girlfriend?
A lot of people know that. As for what I think, I can only say that no one is worthy of Ding Ling. Naturally, his girlfriend isn't worthy of him either. She's completely marrying above her station.
Do I want to steal him away? Who wouldn't?
It's just that Qiu Ya and I get along fairly well. I wouldn't do something so tasteless. At most, I'll think about it in my head. I won't act on it."
When asked what they thought of Ding Ling's martial arts skills.
"He knows martial arts, but we only found out from Mr. Wang. At first, Mr. Wang kept it hidden and refused to say anything. Later, he couldn't hide it anymore and told us everything. That was when we learned that Ding Ling actually knew martial arts—and was incredibly skilled at it. But when you think about the fact that Ding Ling was the one who did it, it doesn't seem all that surprising. Ding Ling seems to be capable of everything.
At school,
not only does he excel academically, but he's also great at sports. He's even top-notch in computer class, music class, and so on. He can leave us far behind, to the