The treatment of a school grass

  Everything seems to be going smoothly.

  However—

  It wasn't until they stepped through the gates of the academy that Qian Yueru and Mu Juebing finally found out why Qian's little sister's right eye had been twitching so violently that morning...

  "Look, Mo Yu Xiao and Nan Feng Yi are here~~~~"

  Far away, I don't know who shouted a sentence. Then...

  "Ah, Xiaoxue, this is a chocolate mousse I specially stayed up all night to prepare for you, please accept it!"

  "Senpai, please accept my flower. I grew this lavender myself for you. Its language of flowers is 'waiting'... Ah, don't push me, I haven't finished yet... Love..."

  "My dearest senior Gong Xue, I heard you're going to have an art exhibition? Can I get a limited-edition ticket from you? I really want to go..."

  "Xiao Xuechang, I wrote a letter to you last Monday, but you haven't replied yet. Could you please give me an answer? I've been waiting anxiously and almost going crazy. If you don't remember, I can recite it for you... My dearest... from the moment I first saw you..."

  …………

  A large group of young girls who were wildly enthusiastic about Mo Yu Xiang and Nan Feng Yi suddenly surged towards them with overwhelming momentum.

  Qian Wei Xi hasn't attended class for a long time, and now she's caught off guard. Moreover, her body is originally very petite, in the crowd, she's squeezed like a sponge, swaying back and forth, almost unable to breathe.

  "Ah......" Someone brutally kicked her, "It hurts so much..."

  Just then, a hand suddenly stretched out from the crowd, and in the next second she was pulled into someone's arms, which were very big and warm.

  Qian Wei subconsciously raised her head, but saw that familiar icy face, and her heart couldn't help but feel a warmth, her nose slightly sour: "Mu, Jue, Bing..."

  However, it was Xiaoye's little accident that allowed a sharp-eyed girl to discover Mu Juebing, the new handsome guy.

  "Wow, new transfer student, so handsome~~~ so cool~~~~"

  A sharp and fine voice pierced through the sky, as if discovering a new continent.

  In an instant, the originally bustling campus became silent as a ghost town. It was so quiet that even the sound of the wind blowing over those love letters could be heard.

  Everyone's gaze shifted onto Mu Jue Bing, who still had Qian Ru Yi tightly wrapped in his arms.

  Mo Yu Xiao and Nan Feng Ge were stunned. Qian Ye Ci was even more embarrassed, hurriedly breaking free from Mu Jue Bing's arms, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, unsure of what expression would be most appropriate.

  Seeking gold medals, seeking collection, seeking likes, seeking comments, seeking red envelopes, seeking gifts, all kinds of seeking, whatever you want, just throw it over!