The gala started promptly at 8:00 p.m.
Watching Yan Qing take the stage in a dazzling red dress, Han Lie felt his youth had ended prematurely.
In his past life, his true youth had begun on the train heading to Magic Capital.
Striking up a conversation with Chen Yanfei was the bravest thing he had ever done.
And the climax of Han Lie's youthful days was probably seeing Xi Luting appear on the New Year's Gala stage; the sense of awe was simply too profound.
Well, the usual class monitor Xi Luting and the cold-faced, leggy Queen on stage were two entirely different creatures.
The former always seemed so annoying that people wanted to stay far away, while the latter made scoundrels willingly kneel, crying and begging, "Trample me! Beat me up!"
Of course, Han Lie wasn't that kind of guy.
He had mustered all his courage to pursue Yu Yun but couldn't even manage that. A total novice, he had never really harbored designs on Xi Luting.
