Liu Chang'an arrived at the classroom. After one winter break, the classroom's overall load-bearing capacity had increased quite a bit.
The girls had become rounder and more radiant, while aside from a few exceptions, most of the male students looked even more vigorous and spirited, their faces brimming with enthusiasm to make a move on their classmates.
After all, those who had failed to find girlfriends the previous year had attended gatherings with old classmates over the winter break and watched formerly unremarkable girls transform after entering university. To some extent, they regretted not making a move back in high school. As a result, their desire to get out of singlehood this year had become even more fervent.
But there were not many girls in their class to begin with. It had always been a case of too many monks and too little porridge. Excluding Zhu Juntang, who was practically a different species from everyone else, and Tong Xi, who was already flirting with Qin Zhiqiang, the number of girls in the class suitable for pursuit could be counted on one hand.
Yan Qingcheng immediately became a highly sought-after target of pursuit. Many had expected that once they entered university, they would find partners and begin new lives. Who would have thought that after a whole semester, their single status would not change at all? How could they not be anxious?
When Liu Chang'an entered the classroom, Yan Qingcheng saw him. Their eyes met, and she nodded slightly in greeting.
Yan Qingcheng's feelings toward Liu Chang'an were extremely complicated. It was not that ambiguous sort of feeling between a man and a woman; she simply felt that this person... Yan Qingcheng was grateful to him, yet also a little afraid of him. She could not tell which of the countless