The young man rolled his eyes, "I can't believe these words are coming out of a teacher's mouth."
He paused, then chuckled and said, "I'm not handsome, and in this era where looks matter, it's hard for me to attract women."
Li Qingyang smirked, "The leader of G13 says he can't pick up girls, who's going to believe that? But, you know, even though Haixing University is full of beauties, there aren't many who are worthy of you."
After speaking, Li Qingyang gave a glance towards Zhang Miao, who was reading by the window, and added, "The woman who matches you has to be at least of that caliber."
Following Li Qingyang's gaze, the youth looked over, and his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, suddenly flickered with a bright sheen.
By then, the books the young man was holding had been registered on the computer. He immediately walked towards Zhang Miao with his books.
When he reached her side, he smiled and asked, "Beauty, may I sit across from you?"