Wang Lan was famous, yet he wasn't.
At least, for the past few days, on his way to and from school, the name Lu Sheng heard most often was Wolf.
Since Wolf was competing anonymously, everything about him was a mystery. This obscurity only further ignited the public's desire to gossip about Wang Lan.
What was Wolf's real identity? What did Wolf look like? Did he have buck teeth? A face full of pimples? Or perhaps large lips?
Regardless, wherever Wang Lan went, he could hear people discussing him.
This had... absolutely no impact on Wang Lan's life.
Wolf is blowing up online? What does that have to do with me, Wang Lan? That was his stance.
He ate when he should, drank when he should, bragged and jested with Xu Xiangwen and the others as usual. If a female classmate needed her hormonal balance adjusted, he adjusted it. In short, he was as composed as ever, steady as a rock.
Unknowingly, another week passed.
