The next day.
Afternoon.
Wang Yan had reported in.
Tang Qing also arrived at Fudan, ready to start class tomorrow; today, he had to attend the class meeting.
Walking around the campus.
No longer did anyone stare at him intently, nor did anyone approach him to make small talk.
After such a long acquaintance.
They realized Tang Qing was just an ordinary person who walked on two legs. Besides being good-looking and having more money in his bag, what else was there? Could they expect him to give them money just for gawking?
A total fool's errand.
However.
There were quite a few people who entertained such thoughts.
After all, compared to others, fantasizing like this seemed a bit more 'reliable' than winning five million in the lottery; it was like seeing a concrete 'five million' every day.
Just as Tang Qing and Lin Jiaxue parted ways,
preparing to head to his own class,
