Yang Yifeng's gaze traveled through those sneers and encouraging looks, finally settling on a delicate girl.
Upon seeing her, Yang Yifeng was immediately shaken to his core.
Shi Xianran?!
How could she be here? If Yang Yifeng remembered correctly, Shi Xianran should have had classes today, but since she was here, she must have undoubtedly come to cheer for Yang Yifeng.
At that moment, the corners of Yang Yifeng's mouth curled slightly, and a trace of a smile gradually appeared on Shi Xianran's face as well.
This smile, in Yang Yifeng's eyes, was so gentle and beautiful, yet the students sitting beside Shi Xianran showed a trace of disgust. They subtly shifted their seats to distance themselves from her.
Witnessing this scene, Yang Yifeng's gaze grew somber, whereas Shi Xianran gracefully smiled and, fully aware of her situation, moved her body aside to avoid getting too close to those people.
In that moment, a look of compassion appeared in Yang Yifeng's eyes.