At the center of the storm...
Shen Yuan's train of thought finally seemed to snap under the force of the high-decibel wailing.
The young man's pen paused. He looked up, confused, toward the center of the crowd where an incensed Ah Jie stood, surrounded by countless pairs of sympathetic eyes. For a moment, he couldn't process what was happening.
Li Zhi, on the other hand, was slightly stunned when she heard she and Shen Yuan were in the same exam hall.
Then, the beautiful girl's lips curved upward.
Against the backdrop of Ah Jie's unending symphony of "Damn couples!", "You beast!", and "It's a conspiracy!", Shen Yuan blinked, his gaze belatedly shifting to the blackboard on the back wall.
Once he realized what was going on, the boy froze for a second. Then, an irrepressible smile crept onto his lips and quickly spread.
He ducked his head down again, his shoulders giving a slight, almost imperceptible tremble, as if he were trying to hide his laughter.
