The mont the na was announced, countless girls in the audience lit up. Even the female students craning their necks from outside grew excited, their cheeks flushing with joy.
This na was the very reason most of the girls had made a point to co.
They’d long heard that a handso freshman was making waves. He was ranked number one by the female students, who described him as gentle and sweet—the kind of boy who perfectly embodied a youthful, vibrant aura.
The crucial part was that he was just a regular student, not so internet celebrity.
A complete unknown.
It wasn’t like they had never seen handso n before. With a single swipe on any short-video app, what type of guy couldn’t they find?
But seeing one in real life, at their own university, was a completely different feeling. It offered a thrilling sense of reality, as if he were soone they could actually reach out and touch.
For many students, school life was more of a grind than a joy. Back in high school, the handso guys and pretty girls from various classes were always the hottest topics of conversation.
There was always soone in an unnoticed corner, secretly watching them.
And Chen Yuan had undoubtedly beco the new focus of those gazes. He had unwittingly beco an unattainable ideal for many; because no one had ever had him, he seed all the more perfect.
The thought of dating the youthful, innocent him and basking in the envious glares of countless other girls—just imagining it was an incredible thrill.
"Third Bro, it’s finally your turn! Go for it!" Quan Yafeng exclaid, pumping his fist in excitent.
"You’re carrying all our hopes!"
"Don’t get so nervous you forget your speech," Liu Nan chuckled.
"Don’t worry." Chen Yuan stood up from his seat. He smoothed out the slight wrinkles in his suit, making it look crisp and sharp again.
At that mont, every eye in the auditorium turned toward him.
A low hum of whispers vibrated incessantly against his eardrums.
In perfect unison, the girls turned to look down the aisle. The sight was truly spectacular. Their eyes were filled with anticipation and longing; so bit their lips, while others nervously fiddled with the hems of their clothes.
They bumped shoulders, silently sharing their excitent.
’After all this waiting, it’s finally his turn!’
The suit-clad young man walked forward with a light spring in his step, his eyes fixed on the stage. His shoulders were slender, his face soft and boyish, and his pupils were a pure, uniform black... He complented the suit perfectly, exuding an understated luxury. His calm expression radiated a vibrant, youthful spirit.
Looking at his face, the girls were reminded of protagonists from unconventional manga—a boy escaping on a motorcycle under the sun, or a boy from a niche, lancholic weekly, holding an umbrella at a somber funeral.
It always began with a scene that was subtle, yet captivating.
The beginning of a story that would make countless won clutch their hearts.
Chen Yuan’s features were so soft, yet the suit he’d chosen had a hint of coolness. His aura, a blend of the two, created an incredible emotional tension.
In the auditorium, at least a few dozen female students were biting their lips, possessed by the urge to tie him up and play with him.
They were instantly hit by his Charm.
Jiangg Yao could finally turn her head and openly watch Chen Yuan approach.
Her expression was just as dazed as everyone else’s. For a mont, she even forgot he was her boyfriend, utterly captivated as her gaze followed him all the way to the stage.
The whispers died down, and the hall fell silent.
Under the tense watch of the crowd, a slightly shy Chen Yuan gripped the microphone. He had spent days morizing the speech Liu Nan had prepared for him; all he had to do was get through it.
To say he wasn’t nervous at all would be a lie.
That much was clear from the fact that he didn’t dare look for "Jiangg Ning" in the audience after stepping on stage.
Then, Chen Yuan slowly began to speak.
"I’m very happy to be participating in this competition today. As a freshman, I don’t have much experience, so I feel honored just to have made it through the selection process to stand on this stage. Allow to introduce myself again."
"My na is Chen Yuan, and I’m a freshman in the physics departnt."
A brief pause followed his words.
An ear-splitting round of applause erupted instantly. The girls’ reaction was so enthusiastic that even his roommates, who had been ready to cheer for him, were taken aback.
The sound of their own clapping was completely drowned out by the thunderous applause, lost without a trace.
There were even quite a few shrieks mixed in, especially from the girls in the back rows. They completely disregarded their image; once one person started cheering, the others couldn’t help but follow.
The sound was overwhelming, a cacophony that just wouldn’t stop.
Chen Yuan’s voice carried through the speakers to every student’s ears. Even the crowd watching from the windows outside could hear him, which only made them more excited.
His youthful voice, with its slightly magnetic quality, was simply wonderful to listen to—impossibly clear and pleasant.
In comparison, Song Lin’s smarminess seed all the more obvious.
Jiangg Yao was stunned. She turned and stared in surprise at the rows of students behind her. She never expected Chen Yuan to be so popular. The applause was the most fervent it had been since the event began.
She even forgot to clap.
The teachers in the front row were baffled, turning to look back in equal bewildernt.
They had no idea what was going on. All he’d done was give a simple opening line.
"What’s going on!?" Liu Nan asked, his eyes wide with confusion.
"I have no idea. Did Third Bro hire this entire room as actors?"
"No way. You recognize these students’ faces, don’t you? Don’t tell we’re under an Illusion Technique or sothing."
Before they could say much more, so girls were already holding up their phones, excitedly recording. It was now a competition to see whose phone had the clearest cara.
Chen Yuan waited for the applause to subside slightly before continuing his speech. His pace was unhurried, giving his words a surprisingly pleasant rhythm.
"The host selection is a very aningful event, and I truly cherish this opportunity. I want to thank the students of the Arts Departnt for putting this stage together. The speeches from the upperclassn have exposed to more of Landa University’s rich cultural heritage..."
"I’ve had a lot of public speaking experience in the past, including speaking as a student representative on multiple occasions..."
"I sincerely hope you will all vote for . I will spare no effort in my preparations for the hosting role to make sure everyone has the best possible experience at the New Year’s Gala..."
"Just as the principal said at the start of the sester, Landa University is the best platform for us to express ourselves, especially now, in the pri of our youth..."
The speech was fairly standard, nothing particularly brilliant, but his attitude was sincere. Chen Yuan gradually found his rhythm, and the last vestiges of his nervousness vanished.
As he spoke, he glanced down at Jiangg Yao in the audience.
As it happened, Jiangg Yao was staring right at him.
Their eyes t.
Jiangg Yao couldn’t stop the corners of her lips from curving into a smile. In that mont, Chen Yuan was all she could see. This was the first ti she had ever seen this side of him.
Three minutes was a short amount of ti.
Many students hadn’t listened to the speech at all, too busy getting lost in the sound of his voice and the sight of his face.
The female students who had never seen Chen Yuan in person now completely understood the substance behind his number-one rating.
The very sa girls who had previously scolded their roommates for being shallow were now ready to eat their words, wearing doting smiles that wouldn’t fade.
On the voting mini-program, Chen Yuan’s vote count skyrocketed from the start and didn’t stop for the entire three minutes. By the halfway point of his speech, he had already surpassed Song Lin. With one minute left, he was holding a firm first place in the n’s category.
He was even leading the first-place girl, Ran Hongli, by more than seventy votes.
Finally, on stage, Chen Yuan finished his speech. He gave a slight bow to the students and teachers in the auditorium.
Half a second later, the applause erupted once more, as relentless and unending as the beating of a drum.
Chen Yuan had truly shown himself in the best possible light. For one, his formal suit definitely gave him an edge over the other male students. For another, there was the undeniable fact of his good looks.
And looking at him, most of the male students couldn’t help but think that this was what a gala host should be like—proper, with no faults to find. This was the kind of vigor a male student from Landa University should have.
Chen Yuan left the stage, and a mber of the Arts Departnt ca up to take his place.
The staff mber stood there for a long mont, hesitating to pick up the microphone, apparently waiting for the crowd to settle down.
’If this keeps up, how am I supposed to announce the next student?!’
...
’I have to get that underclassman! No matter the cost!’
That afternoon, no one knew that on the left side of the auditorium, Liu Tingyue was making a solemn vow to herself as she clapped along with everyone else.
Her gaze followed Chen Yuan for a long, long ti, her heart pounding in a rhythm that refused to calm down.
This ti was different.
This ti, she had truly fallen for soone.
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