Back to the 80s: Raising my Wolfy Boyfriend
Chapter 676: Academic Ace and Campus Heartthrob
An Jin’s uneasy and evasive gaze cooled off all his impulses like a bucket of cold water, chilling him to the bone.
All the excitement faded away, leaving only calmness behind.
He couldn’t just impulsively reveal everything like this.
His current power wasn’t strong enough yet to make sure he could keep Gu Jin by his side if she didn’t accept his feelings after he made them known.
Without absolute certainty, he must not easily utter the word "like."
This feeling, he couldn’t afford any changes nor allow any mistakes.
Without the most foolproof plan, he would definitely keep his mouth shut.
Leaning against the door, An Mingji wiped his face with his hand and let out a deep breath.
There’s no rush, he couldn’t rush; he must approach it gradually.
Ever since he realized his feelings for An Jin, he noticed that she was very insensitive when it came to emotions.
Clearly so experienced in her conduct, yet her emotions were like a blank sheet of paper, even more so than him.
For An Mingji, this was very useful.
It indicated that his An Jin didn’t have someone she liked yet, so his chance of winning her over increased significantly.
After calming down for a while, An Mingji stood up straight, unbuttoned his shirt one by one, and walked towards the bathroom.
Although he was supposed to be exhausted tonight, he stayed in the bathroom for as long as an hour.
In the bathroom.
Occasionally, the sounds coming out resembled someone running a marathon.
Out of breath, rapid, and leaving much to the imagination.
After a long while, the door opened.
An Mingji walked out of the bathroom, one hand drying his hair, and the other shaking off a slight soreness in the air.
His face was flushed, as if he had just steamed in a sauna.
The satisfied look on his face, his gentle and jade-like temperament, picturesque brows, and elegant demeanor were truly a rare demonic charm of a noble son.
Who would not be captivated by him?
...
A night of good sleep.
The next day, after having breakfast, Gu Jin and An Mingji went their separate ways to their respective schools.
Beijing No.1 Middle School.
From the first day of enrollment, An Mingji replaced the former school heartthrob, becoming the object of affection and pursuit for many girls, and also the target of envy and jealousy for many male classmates.
Today, as usual, An Mingji arrived at the classroom, walked to his desk, took out his textbooks from his backpack, and stuffed the bag into the drawer.
Just like during regular classes, he laid on the desk—
To sleep!
The originally noisy classroom quieted down instantly upon his arrival.
Seeing the top student and school heartthrob lying on the desk asleep was nothing new to the other students. In fact, most of them showed admiration and awe in their eyes.
He apparently didn’t listen to the lectures seriously, yet he was always number one in the grade, and aced every subject. How could anyone survive like this! It truly aroused envy and jealousy.
Moreover, he was not only the school heartthrob but also a top student. Such a genius was simply someone one could only look up to.
They could never envy or rival him, only bow down in admiration.
It was still a while until class started, and the quiet classroom once again buzzed with conversations.
However, everyone was very considerate in keeping their voices down, as if afraid of disturbing the top student’s sleep.
While everyone thought that An Mingji was asleep, he was actually cultivating with his eyes closed at that moment.
If it wasn’t to have more time for cultivation, he would have skipped a grade already.
There are no shortcuts in cultivation, even the rarest and most precious elixirs require steady progress, one step at a time, to solidify the cultivation.
An Mingji had his current level of cultivation not just because of the elixirs Gu Jin occasionally gave him to promote his cultivation, but also because he cultivated frequently in spaces with abundant spiritual energy, and seized every possible moment for cultivation whenever he could. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
The time spent in cultivation flew by, and soon the bell for the end of class rang, signaling lunchtime.