Being fierce doesn't solve problems. Dealing with the likes of Liu Yingjun is a minor issue that can be postponed.
Right now, the most important thing is... to stay calm!
Han Lie forcibly tugged at the corners of his mouth, managing a smile, and nodded toward "that direction."
Wow, what a display of composure and calm self-possession, truly the demeanor of a master!
Unfortunately, the effect was vastly different from what he had imagined.
"Wow! So handsome, so handsome!"
Pan Ge led the way with an exaggerated cry, clapping enthusiastically.
Yu Yun, Fang Feifei, Yin Qin, Liu Beibei, and the other girls from the Arts Department were like a gang of ruffians, blowing wolf whistles and cheerfully cheering him on.
"Oh my, God Lie is smiling at us!"
"Ah, I'm dead!"
"Great stuff! Worth a reward!"
Han Lie: "..."
Han Lie felt his vision go black, his head buzzing, as if they had just triggered a decade's worth of cerebral thrombosis and twenty years of migraines in him!
