As Mu Chenfeng's face, hanging low, twisted in distortion, his desk mate gently nudged him with an elbow.
Mu Chenfeng immediately whipped his head around with a fierce look in his eyes that startled the other.
You should know, Mu Chenfeng's public image had always been gentle and refined, the epitome of a modest gentleman, hardly ever seen exchanging harsh words with anyone.
It was unexpected that he could reveal such a terrifying expression!
Was it just because he scored second place in a test? It wasn't the first time he didn't place first—was there really a need to be so fierce?
For a moment, his desk mate swallowed the words he was about to say.
Perhaps Mu Chenfeng's heart wasn't as serene and clear as his appearance suggested.
...
Seeing the frightened expression on his desk mate's face, Mu Chenfeng suddenly snapped back to reality.
He immediately whispered an apology, "Sorry, I got upset thinking about some unpleasant things, did I scare you?"
