After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

The auditorium erupted in thunderous applause and cheers. Many boys in the back rows craned their necks, clapping wildly to release their excitement.

Meng Wanqing straightened up and tidied her wavy hair.

She walked gracefully down the wooden steps on the side of the stage, her high heels clicking softly.

According to the procedure, she should return to her designated VIP seat, number 01.

She walked slowly down the aisle in front of the first row.

I passed by Fu Xinghe at position 08. Fu Xinghe was looking down at the "Chu Ci" (Songs of Chu) without looking up.

He passed by Gu Qinghan, who was at positions 07 and 06. Gu Qinghan adjusted his glasses and bowed slightly to show respect.

At last.

Meng Wanqing walked to position 05.

She stopped in her tracks.

Zhu Xun Chuan's heart leaped into his throat. Every hair on his body stood on end.

Meng Wanqing looked down at Zhu Xunchuan. The two were too close. The rich and sophisticated scent of rose perfume wafted directly into Zhu Xunchuan's face.

She did not speak.

She simply used her extremely alluring peach blossom eyes to sized up Zhu Xun Chuan. Her gaze lingered for a second on his open silk shirt collar and the multi-million dollar Patek Philippe Nautilus on his wrist.

Then.

A smile, a mixture of amazement and admiration, appeared on Meng Wanqing's lips.

"This suit suits you very well."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Zhu Xun Chuan and the women around him.

After speaking, she didn't linger. Turning around, she walked to seat number 01 in a blur of wine-red light and gracefully sat down.

Zhu Xun Chuan sat in the chair, completely exhausted.

My back was soaked.

To others, the phrase "It suits you well" might be heard as the vice principal praising the freshman representative's attire.

But to Zhu Xun Chuan, it was clearly: "Little brat, you've grown up. Wearing this outfit, I almost didn't recognize you."

Zhu Xun Chuan let out a long breath.

Before he could even wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, Gu Qinghan, number 06 on his right, and Su Mucheng, number 04 on his left, simultaneously turned their heads and stared at him with extremely strange eyes.

Even Shen Tianxi, who was in position 02, stopped chatting with Su Mucheng and leaned over to look in their direction.

"Your new clothes are quite flashy," Gu Qinghan retorted coldly.

Zhu Xun Chuan kept his eyes down, his mouth tightly shut, not uttering a single word. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make; playing dead was his only option now.

Fortunately.

The host's voice broke the terrifying silence of the chaotic scene.

"Thank you, Principal Meng, for your wonderful speech!"

The white light in the auditorium went out completely.

Instead, there was an extremely dreamy pink and blue lighting. White smoke made of dry ice billowed out from the four corners of the stage. The dynamic and sweet musical intro instantly ignited the entire audience.

"Next up! Please welcome our long-awaited Kyoto University campus ambassador for this year, our special guest for the opening ceremony—Su Mucheng!"

"Aaaaaaah!"

"Mu Cheng! Mu Cheng!"

The screams of five thousand students nearly shattered the dome of the auditorium. Glow sticks were lit up one after another, creating a sea of ​​stars.

Su Mucheng, who was sitting in seat number 04, stood up.

Today she was wearing an extremely dazzling silver stage outfit. Beneath the mini-skirt, her incredibly eye-catching, straight, long legs gleamed under the pinkish-blue lights.

Security personnel immediately stepped forward to escort her onto the stage.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was ignited to its fullest extent.

The light blue spotlights swirled wildly, dry ice spewed forth, and white mist filled the solid wood stage.

Su Mucheng, who was sitting in seat number 04, stood up.

The rhinestones on her silver stage outfit sparkled under the lights. She bent down slightly to adjust the hem of her skirt, shifting her weight to her right very briefly.

Long, slender legs encased in shimmering silk tights brushed lightly against the fabric of Zhu Xun Chuan's trousers.

Zhu Xun Chuan could even smell the sweet orange perfume scent that suddenly intensified.

Su Mucheng didn't even notice the urging gestures from the security personnel around her. She turned her head slightly and subtly bit her delicate lower lip towards Zhu Xunchuan, her watery peach blossom eyes brimming with intense affection.

The movement was extremely fast, taking less than half a second.

She then immediately reverted to her innocent and pure image as the nation's first love, and surrounded by bodyguards, she walked to the steps at the edge of the stage, keeping time with the music.

"Aaaaaah! Mu Cheng is looking this way!"

"Wife! Wife, look at me!"

The entire venue erupted in cheers. Especially the boys in the back rows, whose screams were practically threatening to lift the roof off. Amidst the deafening roar, Zhu Xun Chuan even managed to pinpoint his roommate Lin Yuan's pig-like, frenzied screams.

The prelude begins.

The lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only an extremely bright spotlight shining on the center of the stage.

Su Mucheng stood in the spotlight, microphone in hand. She had no backup dancers; she stood there quietly, like an elf emerging from the night.

Beneath the silver miniskirt, her long, straight, and shapely legs gleamed dazzlingly under the spotlight.

"This song is called 'The Heartbeat'." Su Mucheng brought her red lips close to the microphone, her voice carrying a magnetic and husky quality, "Dedicated to the person who forcefully pulled me out of the darkest abyss of my life."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire audience erupted in a deafening roar of screams.

This is a public declaration of love!

The nation's first love's debut performance at the opening ceremony of Peking University unexpectedly generated such a sensational topic!

Countless students frantically speculated about the identity of this "person." Gossip and rumors exploded in the minds of five thousand people online.

Only Zhu Xunchuan, sitting in seat number 05, rested his chin on one hand, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips.

From the moment they met again at Peking University, Su Mucheng's love blossomed wholeheartedly. At that moment, he completely became the one and only true god in this world of top female stars.

Su Mucheng began to sing.

"In that starless night, I thought I would fall forever..."

"You brought with you a wild wind, smashing open my locked doors..."

Her powerful voice resonated throughout the auditorium. The melody of the song was incredibly moving, carrying the girl's excitement and madness as she journeyed from despair to rebirth.

Su Mucheng didn't look at the students in the back row who were frantically waving glow sticks. Her gaze pierced through the white mist on the stage, across the open space in front of the first row, and fixed steadily and firmly on Zhu Xunchuan's face in seat number 05.

There was no attempt to conceal anything.

She shone brightly on stage, receiving the fervent adoration of five thousand people.

But her eyes, and every trembling note at the end of her lyrics, were a sacrifice to the man in the navy blue suit in the audience.

Zhu Xun Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

The feeling of a goddess revered by thousands, using every legal means to woo only him in front of everyone.

That's too deadly.