Top-quality handsome man

  At 6:30 in the evening, the Maple University self-study session began. Zhao Zimo and several other campus reporters carried DVs, essential equipment for gathering materials, to their assigned male dormitory buildings.

  She didn't get assigned to the Autumn Tang dormitory, which housed the handsome guys from the Business School, but instead was assigned to Fu Xue building, the most remote location, where the elites from the Law School and two other schools resided.

  From Peony Garden to Fuxue Building is a bit far, she rode her bicycle there, all the way muttering "I didn't mean it I didn't mean it" as an apology. After arriving at Fuxue Building, she threw away this apologetic feeling and devoted herself wholeheartedly to work.

  Half an hour ago, the school broadcasting station had informed the boys' dormitory to unify and not lock the door, so she could enter each dormitory very smoothly.

  She was just wondering if the open gate would allow thieves to sneak in, but since the school dared to issue such a notice, there must be preventive measures, so the idea of thieves only flashed through her mind like a meteor and she started taking pictures.

  It is said that in the boys' dormitory, no matter which room, there are always a dozen or so smelly socks accumulated and stinky basketball shoes that can't be washed once a year. Zhao Zimo was skeptical at first, but after experiencing it personally, he found out that some dormitories were indeed...

  The name is not in vain.

  She began to regret not preparing a mask like other campus journalists before going, fortunately, it would take no more than one and a half minutes to shoot the whole dormitory room if she hurried up, and holding her breath for a while would be over.

  After finishing one room, turning off the lights, locking the door, and going to the next one, repeating this process over and over again, by the time he climbed to the top floor, Zhao Zimo's eyes, nose, and legs were all severely battered.

  Can't help but sigh, being a school journalist is indeed a thankless job!

  Standing at the door of the last dormitory, she took a photo of the room number 0910, then sank her eyes, took a deep breath before quietly pushing open the half-closed door. The light was on, and she quickly scanned the room with a glance.

  Sigh——

  It's okay.

  The room is very clean and tidy, the windows are bright and spotless, the pillows and quilts are neatly arranged, and there are no clothes or towels hanging randomly on the bed frame. Only one of the lower bunks has a pair of neatly folded trousers and a white shirt laid out on it.

  She slowly moved the DV, secretly praising that Fu Xue Lou finally had a cozy and pleasant bedroom, and there was not only no strange smell in the air, but also a faint scent of refreshing mint.

  There is a Lenovo laptop on the desk that has not been closed, with a 14-inch screen, silver-gray border, and black keyboard protected by light gray film. A very cute Expo mascot Hai Bao sticker is attached to the lower right corner.

  Next to the computer is a pot of autumn begonias with blooming buds, full of life.

  Suddenly there was a slight sound of the sliding door, and she, who was focused on taking pictures, had not reacted yet. In the DV that was facing the bathroom door, a tall and slender boy had already appeared.

  He was only wearing a pair of tight black briefs, his long legs were straight and toned, the thick muscles on his chest and abdomen were very prominent, it could be seen that he had an excellent figure, his skin was lighter than wheat color, he came out with his head down, holding a towel to wipe his short hair dripping with water droplets, a clear and elegant face appeared in the swaying of the towel.

  Although her heart skipped a beat, Zhao Zimo didn't frantically scream out loud, but instead reflexively shifted her gaze from the DV to the real person. The boy also seemed to sense that an uninvited guest had entered the room and suddenly lifted his head, colliding with her line of sight.

  Before she could continue to admire his robust physique and finely chiseled features, which were even more handsome than David's, Zhao Zimo saw the boy pause for a moment before furrowing his brow slightly, his thin lips moving as if he was about to speak. She immediately raised an eyebrow, looking like a spoiled rich girl, and said with a straight face:

  "Hey, why didn't you say hello before suddenly popping out and scaring me? Don't you know that being naked in front of a girl is indecent?"

  Gu Cheng Ge looked at the girl who had mysteriously appeared in his dormitory with a DV, originally intending to interrogate her, but was left speechless by her words, and could only ignore her, walking over to the bed to get dressed.

  She suddenly stepped forward a few steps: "Hey, aren't you ashamed to put on clothes in front of a girl?"

  Gu Cheng slowly put on his black trousers, fastened the buttons and zipped up, calmly tightening his belt before nonchalantly opening his mouth: "Zhao classmate, it seems like you're the one who should feel ashamed."

  He glanced at her sideways, his voice was light and had a metallic quality to it.

  Zhao Zimo suddenly realized that she had reversed the roles of host and guest, completely neglecting how a strange boy would know her surname Zhao. Moreover, she who was used to teasing boys for the first time blushed bright red, stuttered for half a moment before quickly turning around, accompanied by a slight stutter: "I-I'm a school reporter, currently on a mission to film the boys' dormitory."

  "She pulled out her ID and handed it over, 'My student press card.'"

  No one answered.

  Gu Cheng sang slowly and neatly buttoned up his shirt, casually rubbed his wet hair, didn't even bother to tidy up before going out. Wearing a pair of western-style pants and a white dress shirt, he looked elegant and refined, with an air of effortless charm.

  Zhao Zimo caught up and asked: "Hey, are you leaving just like that?"

  Gu Cheng stopped in his tracks, casting a sideways glance at her. Under the dim light of the doorway, his refined and elegant eyebrows conveyed an air of calm arrogance and indifference: "Aren't you here to take pictures of the bedroom? Don't forget to turn off the lights and lock the door when you leave."

  "Hey, what's your name? I've been in university for almost a month and a half now, why have I never seen you before?"

  Zhao Zimo knew that the last few floors of Fu Xue Lou belonged to the Law School, she had accompanied Jiang Jiang to find someone in the Law School several times, but she had never met this top-quality handsome man with an angelic face and a David-like physique before, yet he must be on par with Xiao Chuyan.

  Gu Cheng ignored her and continued walking forward.

  She didn't give up: "Hey, why won't you tell me?"

  "He indifferently retorted: 'Why should I tell you?'"

  "Because I want to know."

  "This has nothing to do with me."

  "You!"

  Zhao Zimo felt stifled, although she had never been proud of her beauty, but this was the first time someone had ignored her so thoroughly. She stopped in her tracks, her eyebrows, eyes and nose scrunched up together, then calmly said: "Alright, since it's none of your business, I'll just post that video of yours on the school forum, and once it gets popular, I'll probably find out your name."

  Gu Cheng Ge suddenly turned around, a pair of beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, exuding a cold aura, but the little woman in front of him was not only not intimidated, but instead raised her chin triumphantly, with an unusually pleased curve at the corner of her lips.

  After a moment of silence, he snorted and hummed softly: "Do as you like."

  He straightened his back and left with a proud air.

  Contempt, naked contempt!

  Zhao Zimo was furious: "Where can you find someone who is so stubborn and won't listen to reason!"

  As if she was infuriated, yet as if she was involuntarily attracted to his elegant and leisurely demeanor, she picked up the still-recording DV and captured his tall and proud figure gradually disappearing into the dim light.

  Later, for a long time, she would stare at this video in silence, blaming herself for watching him step by step into the endless dark abyss without being aware of it.

  Back in Peony Garden, the evening self-study session had already ended. As soon as she opened the dormitory door, three Pomeranians rolled their eyes and stared at her, with no one saying a word.

  Leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist.

  Zhao Zimo dryly laughed: "I didn't draw the apartment where Xiao Chuyan lives..." Seeing that the three of them simultaneously grabbed their pillows, she quickly pulled up the door and left a gap. "But I found an extremely good-looking guy who is on par with Xiao Chuyan, and I even recorded him on my DV. Are you interested in taking a look?"

  Dealing with these flower-crazy girls, this trick really works. The number one flower-crazy girl, Shi Xiaofei, was the first to put down her pillow: "Come in."

  Then, Zhao Zimo opened the DV, but she was still a girl with good character, skipping over the part that was shot in the dormitory, and directly pushing the screen to the end, where a slender and elegant figure gradually disappeared into the distance in the dark corridor, accompanied by the sound of clear footsteps.

  But after being seen by those three, she was still hit with a pillow.

  "Zhao Zimo, is this what you call a top-quality item? Why didn't you take a front-facing photo!" Shi Xiaofei exploded.

  For her, who only sends flowers but never takes action, the most painful thing in the world is not seeing a handsome guy that she can't have, but knowing there's an extremely handsome guy out there and yet being unable to see his true appearance!

  "Get his photo within a week, otherwise you'll have to fetch hot water yourself every day. How can we recognize him from just a silhouette? Ah Mo, please don't waste this face of yours, use it when necessary..." Jiang Jiang used both hard and soft tactics, speaking with emphasis and sincerity.

  Zhao Zimo is so depressed!

  Then she realized that Gu Chengxi had not joined forces to "frame" her, and she was deeply moved. After all, it was a sworn friend of many years who did not bully her together, which was quite righteous.

  But...

  "Amu, in order to satisfy our daily desire for flowers, Xiao Chuyan and this exceptional person, you must both set up the connecting heavenly ladder!" Gu Chengxi's face flashed with a hint of strangeness before he commanded with a stiff smile.

  Zhao Zimo knew that Gu Chengxi's friendship was like a cloud on the horizon, forever out of reach.

  She looked at him with pleading eyes, weakly bargaining: "Can't we just hook up with Xiao Chuyan..." She playfully winked at Gu Chengxi, who was actually an old friend and easier to deal with.

  "No way!" The three of them chimed in unison, "This exceptional piece was discovered by you!"

  Zhao Zimo's regret is like the endless flowing water of the Yangtze and Yellow rivers.

  Why did she have to tell those three airheads!

  Fortunately, however, these three so-called flower enthusiasts were just a bit of boredom in their lives.