As if to save Qiao Qing time, Yang Lianfeng even purposely gave her a look.

Luo Chen turned around to find Qiao Qing looking up dumbfoundedly, he couldn't help but chuckle.

After cla.s.s, Luo Chen turned around out of habit.

He was just about to start a conversation with Qiao Qing when he found her, who normally would be reading, to be asleep on top of her desk.

“So she truly didn't sleep well last night?” Luo Chen mumbled to himself.

Then, he shushed the entire cla.s.sroom and asked them to quiet down.

Just as the entire cla.s.s quieted down, a loud confession came from downstairs, outside the building.

“Qiao Qing, I like you!”

Luo Chen, “…”

The entire cla.s.s, “…”

Before anyone realized what was going on, the person downstairs began shouting non-stop.

“Qiao Qing, come down for a moment!”

“Qiao Qing, be my girlfriend!”

“Qiao Qing, I love you!”

“Qiao Qing…”

“**, which son of a b.!.t.c.h is this?” Luo Chen cursed colorfully. Between covering Qiao Qing's ears or going outside to find out what was going on, he chose the latter.

When Luo Chen came out of the room, he found the hallways were already filled with people.

High school days had been boring and dry, any rustling in the bush would excite these stressed-out students. This was also an exhilarating public declaration of love – a scene that only happened in teen dramas.

Luo Chen looked down and saw a man holding a bouquet of flaming red roses. He was sitting on the hood of his luxurious car as he shouted with his head raised.

The reason why Luo Chen used “man” to describe him, was because he dressed maturely.

He wore well-ironed and straight suit pants with a matching black dress s.h.i.+rt. However, his face was still youthful.

This man reminded Luo Chen of the man who kissed Qingqing last night. Once Luo Chen remembered this, he realized that this guy looked just like that other guy.

Though this man didn't appear as exquisite, he was unbelievable pretty.

Luo Chen pursed his lips, took out his phone, and ringed up the princ.i.p.al's office.

“There's a guy out there in the yard a.s.saulting female students and making a scene. Aren't there people in charge of taking care of this?”

After the other side responded, Luo Chen hung up the phone and went back to the cla.s.sroom.

Before the man downstairs got thrown out, it would be better for him to go and cover Qiao Qing's ears.

When he entered the cla.s.sroom, he saw that Hou Zibin, the , had woken Qiao Qing up.

Faced with Qiao Qing's exhausted and dazed look, Luo Chen's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't even get to cover Hou Zibin's mouth in time.

“Sister Qiao listen, someone is confessing to you outside,” Hou Zibin said to Qiao Qing.

The shouting downstairs continued. Qiao Qing of course could hear it. Her brows furrowed violently.

Just as she planned on ignoring this, she heard another piercing voice.

“Aren't you going down? You want that guy to shout until the whole school knows? You sure are over the moon over a public confession.”

Luo Chen turned to look at Xu Ningning, “Are you unable to sleep at night if you don't cause trouble during the day? No wonder people say the ugly make trouble.”

Xu Ningning was called ugly in front of everyone. Her face turned twisted as if she had eaten s.h.!.+t, “Luo Chen, who are you speaking to? Who did you call ugly?”

Luo Chen rolled his eyes, “Wasn't I clear enough? Xu Ningning, an ugly woman. Not only is she ugly on the outside, but her inside is also stinky. What are you gonna do about it?”

Xu Ningning, “You…”

“Qiao Qing, someone's looking for you.” A bunch of students was surrounding the door. They didn't think Qiao Qing had heard so they came here to tell her.

Qiao Qing rubbed her forehead, slapped her desk, and then walked out.

Luo Chen middle fingered Xu Ningnning, then walked out with Qiao Qing.

When they got downstairs and saw the man holding onto the bunch of roses, Qiao Qing froze for a second.

This man's face was somewhat familiar.