Even though it was a candid photo, the boy's demeanor and grace were impeccable. His long eyelashes highlighted his phoenix eyes, making them exquisite like a painting, and his expression wasn't cold, carrying a faint smile.
He resembled a small sun, emitting light and warmth, attracting everyone to draw near.
Summer Spencer gasped, then lightly sighed, "Who is this man? Looking like this, he can't be a student at your university, right?"
Molly Zimmerman twitched her mouth, "Why does cousin say that? Why couldn't he be a student at our university?"
"Yanda has the highest national college entrance exam scores. The vast majority of students come from ordinary middle-class families. In families like ours, kids go abroad for school as early as high school, and the more advanced ones even attend kindergarten abroad."
"A boy like him, looking like that, how could he study well? Could he really get into Yanda?"
