A boy was walking in the corridor of Tuonan University, with a slightly green face, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. There were many classmates standing in the corridor looking at him, but no one dared to take a step forward.
Suddenly a voice came from far behind, "Ding Xiaoyu!"
The boy turned around. It was a girl in school uniform with curly brown hair. She was clearly holding a large bouquet of red roses in her hands, but she had a stern and upright look on her face. She looked like she was about to go to the battlefield.
Ding Xiaoyu quickly searched for information about this person in his mind, but found that the person in front of him... He didn't know him at all! !
"Isn't this Shu Qinglin, the class beauty of Class 3? Holding such a big bouquet of roses, isn't she here to confess her love?!" Someone in the crowd recognized the girl's identity and guessed the girl's purpose.
"No way?! Prince Xiaoyu is so cold and she dares to confess her love?"
As Shu Qinglin approached step by step, the voices of the students gradually became quieter. Wanting to watch the whole scene, Shu Qinglin finally stopped one meter away from Ding Xiaoyu, reached out and handed the rose to Ding Xiaoyu, and stammered, "Please... Please..."