Because they had met Nangong Jin before, once during the new student registration and the other time when Nangong Jin had gone to see Di Jinxuan.
Because he always smiled and spoke politely, making people feel he had a good temperament.
Therefore, they had suggested that Nangong Jin should dance and give them some pointers on their movements, but they hadn’t expected that his smile only appeared when Di Jinxuan was around.
These people were all looking at Di Jinxuan with envy, extremely envious.
Nangong Jin, ah, a legendary figure in dancing, had been hailed as a prodigy at a young age despite retiring from dance ten years ago and remained an unsurpassable legend.
Moreover, there was no video footage available, making it completely impossible to see him dance again.
And he was extremely handsome, incredibly handsome, explosively handsome.
Just seeing his face could make you high...handsome to the point where people couldn’t keep their legs together—that was him!
Looks, physique, and that inherent sexiness exuding from his bones, he was a top existence in the dance world, a man whose charm was irresistible to any female dancer standing in front of him.
So, how could one not be envious?
Di Jinxuan was quietly organizing the things she would need later when a pale, strong hand reached out, followed by a magnetic male voice, "Let me help."
Without even turning around, she knew it was Nangong Jin.
Nangong Jin took her practice bag and began taking things out one by one, while saying, "You shouldn’t be doing this."
Di Jinxuan paused, blinked, and couldn’t help asking, "Then who should do it?"
"Of course, it should be me," Nangong Jin replied, looking up with a smile.
That smile was as beautiful as that of a celestial being, lazy, casual, roguish, and even a bit shy.
Di Jinxuan felt awkward.


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