Under the gaze of a multitude, Ying Yue finally ascended the podium.
At that moment, Ying Yue, tall and robust, with black hair and pupils, bright eyes, and handsome features, had skin as white as suet jade, appearing naturally flawless from head to toe.
Almost immediately upon appearing, he attracted countless pairs of eyes.
"That really is Ying Yue, incredibly handsome indeed!"
"I really want to hold him and bite him a few times..."
The boys were shocked, and the girls' eyes sparkled as they nearly drooled.
"Hello, classmates, I am Ying Yue!"
Ying Yue's voice was calm, neither loud nor soft, yet it seemed to have a magical power, clearly reaching every corner of the Great Hall.
It clearly reached the ears of every student!
Everyone was captivated by Ying Yue's appearance, failing to notice that Ying Yue was not using a microphone when he spoke.