Confession?

Just as this thought flashed in Su Weiyi’s mind, Lu Zhang walked over holding a bouquet of roses.

The boy was tall, taller than Sheng Yanxiao. Although he was a top student, he didn’t wear glasses and looked quite good—not exactly handsome, but refined and gentlemanly.

"Su Weiyi, I’ve liked you since I first saw you in our freshman year. But you said you wouldn’t date in high school. Now that the college entrance exams are over, I like you. Can you give me a chance to be your boyfriend?"

Su Weiyi stood there in a daze, while the sports commissioner who had beckoned her over earlier started to join the teasing: "Whoa... say yes, say yes."

Someone had already started to play a somewhat sentimental and romantic song, and everyone began to join in, chanting, "Say yes, say yes..."

Su Weiyi still stood there dumbfounded. She was actually very pretty and quiet, a type of girl that attracted boys’ attention. But strangely, Su Weiyi sensed that many people were interested in her, yet few really dared to pursue her. Some gave up after just two days, and their glances at her were quite odd.

As for Lu Zhang, he had never chased her before. Over the past three years, Su Weiyi never thought he was interested in her, and now he suddenly confessed—and in such a public manner that wasn’t likable at all.

An imperceptible trace of annoyance flitted between Su Weiyi’s eyebrows.

Perhaps she just didn’t understand romance; she genuinely disliked this approach.

In front of the entire class, Lu Zhang was a prominent figure in school. Rejecting him would damage his reputation, making future interactions with him and even other classmates awkward.

But accepting? She didn’t like him.

Her thoughts tangled in her slightly alcohol-clouded mind while everyone continued to egg on.

Su Weiyi pressed her lips tightly together, and at that moment, the class teacher suddenly walked over.

"Xiao Yi, feelings can be cultivated. Others might not know, but I’m very aware that Lu Zhang gave up the competition path for you. I think you two are quite compatible. Give him and yourself a chance."

Lu Zhang’s best subject was physics, and their class teacher was coincidentally the physics teacher and head of the subject group. It could be said that Lu Zhang was his most prized student.

So, hearing these words in the tone of the class teacher, though a bit inappropriate, everyone considered it reasonable.

Su Weiyi continued to press her lips together, while Lu Zhang smiled gently: "I know I’m being a bit abrupt. If you need time to think about it, that’s okay. But can you give me a chance to pursue you?"

Lu Zhang’s voice wasn’t as magnetic as Sheng Yanxiao’s, but very gentle and sunny. His words reached the level of a Chinese love song; what more could Su Weiyi say? She gritted her teeth lightly. No matter what, keeping his pride intact for now was better; she could explain things thoroughly to him later in private.

Su Weiyi squeezed out a smile: "Um, thank you."

Lu Zhang handed the flowers to Su Weiyi, and she could only take them; ninety-nine roses nestled against her chest, making her look even more enchanting, with the classmates’ teasing growing louder.

Su Weiyi’s cheeks turned slightly red. She turned around to pick up her bag and said goodbye to everyone. The crowd only assumed she was shy, saying goodbye while nudging Lu Zhang to go see her off.