Luo Ziling and Cao Jianhui, among others, arrived at the second-floor girls' dormitory when it was already swarming with people.

The crowd was filled with onlookers, and quite a few security guards were there, along with the dormitory's management lady, but they did not intervene.

It seemed that Lu Weiguang had significant influence in the school; even the security guards and the management lady of the girls' dormitory gave him special treatment.

The atmosphere around Luo Ziling was very enthusiastic, with many male and female students shouting loudly, but the noise was so loud that it was unclear what they were shouting.

The crowd watching the excitement was packed layer upon layer, and despite many attempts, a few people could not squeeze through.

"Yang Qingyin, Yang Qingyin," suddenly, a uniform chant arose from inside, as a group of men shouted towards the girls' dormitory.

Their chanting immediately drowned out the other noises, and when they stopped, the scene fell silent at once.

At that moment, a man's voice rang out, "Qingyin, ever since I met you, I've fallen in love with you. I love you, and I am willing to protect you for a lifetime, to give you the utmost happiness. Please accept my love and be my girlfriend!"

Needless to say, that magnetic voice belonged to Lu Weiguang.

Although Luo Ziling had only spoken to him once, Lu Weiguang's voice was quite distinctive, and he could immediately tell it apart.

Luo Ziling did not know if Yang Qingyin was present, and he could not squeeze through to the inside; he was very anxious.

In his heart, he felt as if something beloved was about to be taken away.

The scene suddenly turned quiet, followed by a stir, as some people moved to the side, nearly toppling both Cao Jianhui and Luo Ziling.

The two of them took this opportunity to push several shorter men aside with all their might, making their way into the inner circle of the crowd.

When Luo Ziling tumbled into the circle, he happened to see a woman dressed in white walking slowly into the clearing surrounded by people.

They were very close, only five or six meters apart.

The scene was well-lit by over a hundred candles.

Having seen the woman clearly, Luo Ziling's heart trembled again.

If not Yang Qingyin, then who else could it be?

Yang Qingyin, initially looking indifferently ahead, had not let her gaze fall on anyone at the side. But when Luo Ziling and Cao Jianhui squeezed in amid the curses of their classmates, she seemed touched by something and looked in their direction.

"My goodness, she's even more beautiful than in the photos," Cao Jianhui excitedly wrapped an arm around Luo Ziling's shoulders and whispered mysteriously, "See? That's Yang Qingyin, ranked first on Yan University's beauty list, noble and beautiful like a fairy. Ah, I'm falling for her, love at first sight, what should I do? What should I do? What should I do! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

In his excitement, Cao Jianhui did not notice Luo Ziling's peculiar reaction, nor did he consider why Yang Qingyin would look their way.

"She actually smiled at me," Cao Jianhui's voice trembled, "The goddess actually smiled at me, haha. My heart is shaking violently, ah ah ah, I finally know what it feels like to be smitten. Truly the most beautiful goddess of Yan University, a goddess among goddesses!"

At this moment, Cao Jianhui was somewhat irrational, even forgetting that this was the scene of Lu Weiguang's love confession to Yang Qingyin.

Luo Ziling ignored Cao Jianhui's loss of composure and watched Yang Qingyin without blinking.

The two locked eyes for a moment, and eventually, Yang Qingyin smiled faintly at him and stopped in her tracks.

Seeing Yang Qingyin smile at him, Luo Ziling's previously tense and gloomy mood suddenly vanished.

He returned the smile with a bright one of his own.

At that moment, Lu Weiguang, who was holding a bouquet of flowers, approached and handed the bright red roses to Yang Qingyin, "Qingyin, these are for you, I hope you like them."

Since Yang Qingyin was willing to come downstairs and into the courtship scene he had set up, Lu Weiguang naturally assumed that she would accept his advances.

However, he immediately noticed something was amiss; Yang Qingyin's gaze wasn't on him but on someone else.

What was worse, she was actually smiling at that person.

He also immediately saw who Yang Qingyin was smiling at.

It was Luo Ziling!

As soon as he saw Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin smiling at each other, Lu Weiguang's good mood instantly disappeared, and the smile on his face stiffened.

"Accept him, accept him, accept him..." Once Yang Qingyin appeared, the uniform chant rang out again.

Those were Lu Weiguang's fans, or rather, his support group that he had arranged for the occasion. Their task today was to create the atmosphere.

It was all part of the plan. As soon as Yang Qingyin came downstairs, and Lu Weiguang began his confession, the members of the support group were to chant in unison, creating a romantic ambiance, coaxing Yang Qingyin to accept Lu Weiguang's flowers and his confession.

Already feeling that the situation was not going his way, Lu Weiguang found the chanting voices unsettling. But the circumstance had reached a point of no return, he couldn't just turn around and call off the show of support; he could only brace himself and wait, wait for Yang Qingyin's response.

"Boss, do you think Yang Qingyin will accept Lu Weiguang's confession?" Cao Jianhui, who had not been paying attention to Luo Ziling's expression, asked excitedly, "If she accepts, it will definitely be the most thrilling event at Yan University in recent years. The most famous beauty and the girls' favorite hunk walking together, all the classmates will talk about it with relish. Ah, why couldn't it be me making the confession?"

But Luo Ziling didn't speak. With a tense face, he watched Yang Qingyin walk slowly over, wanting to rush forward, grab her hand, and run off with her.

However, it seemed he lacked the courage to do so.

Of course, he also felt there was no need.

Without a response from Luo Ziling, Cao Jianhui didn't mind; he too watched the scene intently, his face a mix of tension and excitement, waiting for the final outcome to unfold.

After Lu Weiguang's support group had shouted their chant crazily and in unison for a while, they finally stopped.

After they halted, from another direction, a few straggling voices could still be heard, including the voices of female students.

"If someone proposed to me in this way, I would surely faint from happiness," a quiet yet excited voice of a girl nearby reached Luo Ziling, "It's so romantic, so blissful, I would never forget it for the rest of my life. Just accept it already!"

"Absolutely don't accept it," a male student unhappily interrupted the lovesick girl's words, "Yang Qingyin is the goddess I've always admired, even though I know I have no chance to pursue her, but I don't want her to become someone else's girlfriend. Otherwise, I don't know how I'd get through the remaining two years of university."

"I also hope Yang Qingyin rejects Lu Weiguang's proposal," another girl's voice chimed in, "Because Lu Weiguang is the heartthrob of my dreams. If my idol gets a girlfriend, how am I supposed to live?"

And so, amid the watchful eyes and quiet murmurs of the crowd, like a queen, graceful and noble, Yang Qingyin slowly extended her hand...

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