On stage, Xia Qian, dressed in a white gown, possessed an otherworldly grace, holding a violin as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world, captivating thousands.
Chu Mo was momentarily mesmerized too; this girl was truly beautiful.
The thunderous applause and adoring shouts from below brought a smile to Xia Qian's face. She bowed to the audience, yet her gaze was fixed squarely on Chu Mo, a hint of a smile on her lips.
"My God! The top school beauty actually smiled!"
"I've never seen the top school beauty smile at anyone before!"
"Damn, it seems like she's smiling in my direction, could it be that the school beauty has fallen for me?"
"Keep dreaming, with that bird face of yours, even dogs look better than you, and yet you hope the school goddess would like you?"
Amid the frenzied voices around, Xia Qian's popularity in the school was comparable to that of a female superstar.