Because they had t Nangong Jin before, once during the new student registration and the other ti when Nangong Jin had gone to see Di Jinxuan.
Because he always smiled and spoke politely, making people feel he had a good temperant.
Therefore, they had suggested that Nangong Jin should dance and give them so pointers on their movents, but they hadn’t expected that his smile only appeared when Di Jinxuan was around.
These people were all looking at Di Jinxuan with envy, extrely envious.
Nangong Jin, ah, a legendary figure in dancing, had been hailed as a prodigy at a young age despite retiring from dance ten years ago and remained an unsurpassable legend.
Moreover, there was no video footage available, making it completely impossible to see him dance again.
And he was extrely handso, incredibly handso, explosively handso.
Just seeing his face could make you high...handso to the point where people couldn’t keep their legs together—that was him!
Looks, physique, and that inherent sexiness exuding from his bones, he was a top existence in the dance world, a man whose charm was irresistible to any female dancer standing in front of him.
So, how could one not be envious?
Di Jinxuan was quietly organizing the things she would need later when a pale, strong hand reached out, followed by a magnetic male voice, "Let help."
Without even turning around, she knew it was Nangong Jin.
Nangong Jin took her practice bag and began taking things out one by one, while saying, "You shouldn’t be doing this."
Di Jinxuan paused, blinked, and couldn’t help asking, "Then who should do it?"
"Of course, it should be ," Nangong Jin replied, looking up with a smile.
That smile was as beautiful as that of a celestial being, lazy, casual, roguish, and even a bit shy.
Di Jinxuan felt awkward.
Since soone was helping her arrange her things, Di Jinxuan was happy to relax and casually asked, "Did you sign autographs for those people?"
"Not interested." Nangong Jin shook his head. "I’m not a celebrity to sign autographs."
As soon as he finished speaking, he smiled, "But honey, if you want my autograph, that’s definitely possible. I can sign anywhere you want."
He said this with a wink, oozing flirtatious charm.
Di Jinxuan’s face turned red, "Get lost!"
Nangong Ran cheerfully packed up all her stuff and said to her, "Really, honey, I’m not joking."
Di Jinxuan rolled her eyes at him, "Hurry up."
"Okay, okay," Nangong Jin said good-naturedly as he patted her head. "Well, hubby’s off to watch your third brother’s match."
"Okay." Di Jinxuan nodded; her cheerleading wasn’t important, her third brother’s match was more significant.
Although they had been busy with their separate lives, if he had ti, he would definitely go. As for Nangong Jin, well, he was a free spirit.
"Rember to cheer for my third brother."
He was leaving when Di Jinxuan instructed him.
"Sure, give a kiss then," Nangong Jin said with a beaming smile.
Di Jinxuan couldn’t be bothered with him, and Nangong Jin didn’t mind; he stole a kiss on her rosy cheek when she wasn’t looking and then sprinted away.
Watching his swiftly fleeting figure, Di Jinxuan covered her face, her cheeks flushing a lovely red, sowhat bemused by how slick he was.
With his long, slender legs, he moved so gracefully when he ran, aah, truly a walking aphrodisiac.
After Nangong Jin had left, the place was abuzz with over a hundred people.
Mostly girls, their gazes fixed on Di Jinxuan, filled with such envy that they wished they could be in her shoes.
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