"Actually, I think he looks like that, but his childhood is quite beautiful."
But no matter how bitter they were, anyone with a discerning eye could see An Ziyu's popularity, and there were even many girls who were willing to betray their own class to cheer him on.
An Ziyu over there is warming up. He is wearing a snow-white sportswear, and there is a faint smile on his exquisite and impeccable face. Because of his temperament and figure, no matter what he does, he will make people feel pleasing to the eye.
The girls on the side were drooling, "Wow, I want to go home and tell my mom that there is a prince who came out of a comic in the school!"
"Eyes! Eyes!!! Ah, no, he looked this way, who gave me some blood! I'm going to die!"
"I swear, I will definitely catch him in my lifetime!"
"He is good-looking, has a nice voice, beautiful fingers, sexy collarbones, perfect body proportions, and is 1.8 meters tall. He is completely a customized version of a male god! I think being admitted to Luoyin High School is the most correct thing I have ever done in my life choose!"
"So? Who is he looking at?"
"Me, me, me! It must be me!"
"Can you go away? The male god will not see you, a short winter melon."
"Hey, talk like you are tall and beautiful!"
Withdrawing his gaze, An Ziyu lowered his eyes slightly, no one could clearly see the expression in his eyes.
The boy who was also wearing a snow-white tracksuit patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ziyu, what were you watching just now? The game is about to start."
An Ziyu raised his eyes, the smile in his glazed eyes couldn't reach his eyes, he said gently, "It's nothing."
Shen Mubai almost misremembered the event, when she remembered it, she realized that the 100-meter race was about to start.
She finally arrived at the venue, and found that it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people.
Taking a breath, Shen Mubai found a place with fewer people than other directions and squeezed in.
The gunshots had already rang out, and An Ziyu raised his eyes and looked this way as if he had sensed it.
Shen Mubai stared anxiously, thinking that the little hostess has all run away.
An Ziyu showed a faint smile, and the next moment his body was like an arrow ready to go, and he rushed forward suddenly.
His speed is very fast, even if he starts a little slower than others, he has surpassed several competitors.
The girls at the scene screamed loudly for him, and the sounds of ahhh nympho continued.
An Ziyu's speed was getting faster and faster, and his long legs were particularly eye-catching. Every time he overtook someone, the girls' screams became louder and louder.
When he was side by side with the one in front, the girls couldn't help but hold their breath and stared at him without blinking.
In the end, An Ziyu reached the finish line first.
All the girls shouted for him, "Ah, ah, he's so handsome!"
Shen Mubai also breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect that the other party came over directly after announcing the result.
The girl next to her immediately became agitated, "Wow, the male god is here!"
"Towel towel, where is my towel!"
An Ziyu stopped in front of Shen Mubai, with a slight smile on his lips, "I thought you forgot."
Shen Mubai said with a dry smile, "How could I forget." It's just that I almost remembered it wrong.
An Ziyu seemed to have guessed something, he raised the corner of his lips slightly, "Did you see me at a glance?"
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