This feeling of being stared at... Shi Nian instantly blushed, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into. So, she had no choice but to deeply lower her head and tightly hold onto her backpack.
Luckily, he spoke up in time, helping her out of the situation.
"Ahem, so it looks like we have a new student in our class."
Shi Nian immediately looked up.
He stood on the podium, turned slightly towards her, with his elbow leisurely resting on the desk, his eyes deep as an ancient well.
"Wouldn't you introduce yourself?"
He even wanted her to introduce herself!
Shi Nian had no choice but to endure it, stand up, and recite her fabricated background information once again. The recitation was mechanical, and she didn't even know if she said anything wrong in her disordered state.
It's not like she hadn't done her homework in advance, but it was all because—he kept staring at her so intently, making it hard for her to breathe.
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