"Congratulations on winning the first championship," Yang Qingyin handed the bouquet of wild chrysanthemums she had picked to Luo Ziling. "You signed up for six events, and I hope to see you win all six championship trophies."
When Yang Qingyin extended the bouquet with a beaming smile that reached ultimate beauty, Luo Ziling was so stunned that he forgot to take the flowers from her hands.
Many people saw Yang Qingyin for the first time, and many who knew her saw her smile for the first time. The boys who clearly saw her smile were all dumbstruck, just like Luo Ziling.
As for the girls, especially those smitten with infatuation, they felt a sense of loss. The girls who had been shouting "Luo Ziling, I love you" until it echoed had all wilted away.
With the appearance of the super goddess Yang Qingyin, the romantic dreams of those girls were instantly crushed.
Some girls even wanted to rush forward, to beat Yang Qingyin away and trample the flowers she offered underfoot.
