In her past life, Sheng Tang had always lived under the spotlight. She was indifferent to the gaze of others; even if countless eyes were fixated on her, she could maintain her composure.
She wouldn't even have the slightest physiological reaction of nervousness.
However, today, for some inexplicable reason, she felt uneasy, as if her heart was racing uncontrollably.
Gu Shiting held her hand, and she felt like she was a big monkey being paraded around by a street performer showing off his skills.
His expression was so relaxed and joyful, but Sheng Tang's back was silently drenched in sweat.
On their way, their classmates watched them closely, occasionally some girls couldn't contain themselves and screamed, quickly covering their mouths.
Gu Shiting brought her to the third floor of the dining hall.
The third floor belonged to the student council, something Sheng Tang had known for a long time, though she had never been there.
