Senior Yan, Please Respect Yourself

In a neglected corner of the massive student crowd, a guy was resting his head on his hand while watching Mo Ning flirt on stage. A tiny smile appeared on the guy's face.

Hah.

It seemed that she did not treat his words seriously.

"Hold it, Brother Yan."

Huo Junyu noticed the cold twinkle in his eyes and spoke up.

The wintry smile on Yan Sinian's face was in sharp contrast to his warm and gentle aura.

The vice president prepared himself to announce the result of the election.

"I am pleased to announce that the Head of the Art Division for this term is…"

However, before he could finish, a voice tinged with mischief interrupted him.

"Sorry, I have not voted yet."

"…"

The students all turned to look at Yan Sinian, who slowly rose from his seat.

"It's Yan Sinian!"

"My god, this is the first I've seen freshman heartthrob Yan after he enrolled in our university!"