Chapter 155: Donghai University’s Campus Beauty

Chapter 155: Donghai University’s Campus Beauty

The mysteriously dressed girl with the single ponytail froze when Wu Chen sat down and addressed her outright. It took her a moment to catch up.

Out of habit she glanced around before tugging the black mask down a little. She did not take it off; she left it hanging under her chin.

Which meant the upper and lower portions of her face were still partly hidden by cap and mask, only the middle exposed. Her beauty was obvious enough even so—but with that much covered, it was not quite world-stopping.

“You recognized me even like this?” the girl asked, her voice sweet and soft.

Song Xuan.

“You’re the only person in the café who looks afraid of being looked at. Who wears a mask to drink coffee?” Wu Chen smiled. “Was it really so difficult?”

“Wow. Senior, you’re so clever.” Song Xuan smiled, half joking. Then she looked him over again, still smiling, brows drawing together slightly. “Senior, you… I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

He looked familiar to her.

Which was hardly strange.

Wu Chen was not handsome past the bounds of reality, but neither was he plain. By most women’s standards he was decidedly good-looking.

Without a face like that, Liu Caixiu would never have called him a pretty boy.

Before July 7 of this year, Wu Chen had never been in a relationship. In a computer science department where the men outnumbered the women many times over, finding a girlfriend was not easy.

Still, good-looking people drew more attention, and were easier to remember.

“We probably crossed paths at Cafeteria No. 2,” Wu Chen said, offhand, smiling.

In truth, over his years at Donghai University, he had seen Song Xuan far too many times.

Every time he saw her, he remembered.

When she saw him, she did not.

Song Xuan had only enrolled at Donghai University two years ago and had just finished her second year—she would be a junior when term started again—but from the day she arrived she had been the most talked-about, most famous, most dazzling female student on campus.

Not only because of her family.

Also because of that extraordinary face.

Before Song Xuan enrolled, Donghai University had had several girls commonly called campus beauties. Those young women really were lovely. By Wu Chen’s strict scoring, every one of them approached nine, all above 8.5.

Every university in the world had a few exceptionally beautiful female students.

No exceptions.

Donghai University had more than most, because it housed a dance school, a music school, and programs in broadcasting and hosting.

In the past, the question of who was Donghai University’s number-one campus beauty had always been contested. Different people gave different answers. Beauty came down to taste; there was no right or wrong in it.

Until Song Xuan enrolled.

She erased every argument and every doubt in a single stroke, and unified the opinion of every male student on campus—and the female students besides.

Song Xuan was Donghai University’s undisputed campus beauty.

And its only one.

However beautiful the other girls were, they stood at least a full tier below her.

Not long after she enrolled, a bizarre saying even took hold on campus: telling a girl You’re prettier than Song Xuan amounted to an insult.

It was like saying to a man, Fine! You’re rich, you’re magnificent, you’re richer than the richest man in the world, happy now?

Sarcasm of the highest order.

Song Xuan’s beauty truly was beyond dispute.

Wu Chen scored her a 9.5.

But her style was nothing like Su Qingying’s.

Su Qingying had an ethereal quality, something of the immortal maiden about her.

Song Xuan was gentle and graceful, with the softness of a delicate young woman.

Which was why Song Xuan only half remembered Wu Chen, while he remembered seeing her without number. Back then he had been an ordinary student who happened to be handsome. She had been the campus beauty who drew every eye in the room wherever she went.

And because she was too…