Even so, the entire classroom fell silent, and the previous clamor did not return.
For no other reason than that this girl was simply too beautiful—long jet-black hair, large eyes, as though light itself shone from her.
The students in the class were no strangers to her.
Indeed, the school had no such thing as class beauties or school beauties, much less any rankings.
Even when it came to who the prettiest girl in the school was, everyone had their own answer. It was rare for there to be a universally acknowledged most beautiful person.
But everything had its exceptions—for instance, the one before them.
One had to admit that a tiny handful of people seemed to be masterpieces of the Creator.
Only Zhao Cheng knew that the reason for this was that the girl before him was not human at all. He had seen through her at a glance.
Rather than a human, she was more like an aggregate of some kind of concept.
The girl walked into the classroom, and wherever she passed, boys and girls alike unconsciously held their breath.
At last, the girl stopped in front of Zhao Cheng's desk. Her clear eyes fixed on him, and the pressure of the moment was utterly overwhelming.
Everyone around them had turned their eyes this way.
They were all curious what connection there could be between the utterly unremarkable Zhao Cheng and this legendary figure, this favored daughter of Heaven.
In truth, no one had expected her to stop in front of Zhao Cheng.
Finally, the girl spoke. "Zhao Cheng, I'm pregnant with your baby. Let's get married!"
The already silent air grew even quieter.
Never mind that doing this at their age could get someone locked up for years.
What virtues and abilities did this Zhao possess,