August 31, 2013, 10:00 a.m.
Xiao Chong, clad in a summer outfit of short-sleeve white shirt and khaki pants, had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, looked handsome, and had a tall stature. He rebelliously tied a small ponytail at the back of his head and stood at the center of the stage in the grand hall, speaking as the representative of the new students.
Below, the freshmen gazing up at him couldn't help but whisper among themselves, discussing both his unconventional long hair and being shocked by his perfect, jade-like appearance.
His skin was fairer than most of the girls present, seemingly glowing with a jade-like radiance, yet there wasn't a trace of femininity. Instead, he possessed an indescribable air.
He was clearly just a fifteen-year-old boy, yet he already had a hint of unique masculine charm caught between boyhood and adulthood.
Currently, Xiao Chong was a fifteen-year-old first-year high school student, but twelve years ago, he was an official in the Great Tang.
