Chen Yang suddenly appeared on campus, and his peerless looks, like those of an immortal banished to the mortal world, along with his old-fashioned attire, immediately drew the attention of quite a few men and women.
The men were astonished. How could anyone in this world be so good-looking?
Even celebrities could not hold a candle to Chen Yang's looks.
Humans were creatures of jealousy, especially toward members of their own sex.
In an instant, those male students' hearts filled with jealousy toward Chen Yang.
They could only resent the heavens for favoring him so, bestowing every good thing upon him. If even a little of that peerless beauty had been shared with them, they too could have swept countless fangirls off their feet.
As for the women, their faces lit up with stars and flowers, their hearts pounding.
They had never seen anyone so handsome. They really wanted something to happen between them and him.
If they could have some kind of intimate relationship with him, they could die without regrets.
I really want to go ask him for his contact details.
That was what several female students thought.
Of course, people these days were very forward. As soon as someone had the thought, someone else acted on it.
Several pretty girls with decent figures, clearly raised in comfort, took the initiative to approach Chen Yang, greeting him and asking for his contact details.
"Hi, handsome. All alone?" The girl who spoke had a large bust.
Holding her phone between her thumb and index finger, she displayed the QR code for her messaging app and gave Chen Yang a flirtatious wink.
She waved the phone in front of him.
She deliberately made the two big buns on her chest jiggle and bounce, every movement seductive and alluring.
Seeing this,