The Direction Has Changed, The Popular Lin Feng

As news of Lin Feng and Yuan Qingmeng's match spread throughout the school, during every break, Lin Feng's class would be tightly surrounded by girls from other levels and classes who have been attracted by his reputation.

"That's Lin Feng…"

"Ah, it's Lin Feng, he looks so handsome!"

"How noble. He feels completely different from the other guys."

"God, I wish to get conquered by him."

"It's Lin Feng. It must feel pretty nice lying in his arms."

Flipping through the textbook he had, Lin Feng had a pen in his right hand as he recorded and studied on the clean sheet of paper.

Sensing the voices from outside and the gazes on him, Lin Feng felt frustrated to some extent.

If a normal person was in Lin Feng's situation, he probably would have gone blank and be at a loss of what to do.

However, Lin Feng was still doing his own thing. Other than his mood being slightly affected, his studies weren't affected at all.