"Not from our school?"
The Student Council President squinted his eyes and sized up Song Yun from head to toe. Clothes without a single brand label, his handsomeness was his only redeeming feature.
"Don't pretend, even though I haven't seen you around the campus, if I find out which college you're from, wait for your punishment!"
The Student Council President himself was very averse to Song Yun's appearance, maybe because of his own ugliness, he felt repelled by all good-looking men of the same sex. Moreover, in this room, many of the girls were rehearsing, and those who could perform on stage were naturally the chosen few.
So many spirited sisters all staring at this man with eager eyes made him, the Student Council President, feel very unbalanced.
"President, he truly isn't from our school, he's Si Yi's brother."
A small girl dressed in a Latin dance costume stepped forward and said.
The Student Council President glanced at Song Yun and didn't bother with him anymore, after all his authority only allowed him to throw his weight around in this university. Outside of school, he was nothing.
He looked around at the room full of lively girls, thinking that all the preparations for the event were ready, only the opening was left. With some time to spare, rather than going out to look at those old gents, he'd rather stay here and watch the girls.
He found the most comfortable sofa, sprawled on it, and his eyes continually scanned the group of girls.
You could say, this dance rehearsal girl has a really flexible body, able to execute such difficult moves. After the evening party, maybe he could ask her out for a meal, and then... hehehe.
His gaze was filled with aggressiveness, making these girls' skin crawl with goosebumps.
Therefore, during the rehearsal, the girls' movements became much more restrained, as if by an unspoken agreement.
Is this it? Is this?
The Student Council President watched very displeased, their movements had been so free before, but now why did it seem like they were guarding against him!
"I'm telling you, dance troupe members, if you plan to perform like this, then don't bother! The moves aren't fully extended, what kind of dance is this!"
"And you over there practicing the violin, quieter! You're so noisy!"
Just as he got to his feet, a key slipped from Song Yun's pocket—the key to a Lamborghini Poison.
The student council president took a close look and immediately recognized that the key was genuine!
The school wasn't short of rich second-generation kids. As the student council president, besides schmoozing with teachers, those wealthy heirs were also his targets for sucking up to.
He'd once accompanied a rich second-generation kid to a party which was teeming with affluent young people, and he'd seen someone with a Lamborghini, the key of which looked exactly like Song Yun's, except Song Yun's key even seemed more refined!
This was a rich bro! At least not someone that he could afford to offend.
But after Song Yun picked up the key, he left, leaving only his silhouette behind.
The student council president angrily smacked his own head, cursing inwardly. He had been blind to provoke such a big shot. If only he had been more pleasant just now, currying favor with the other party, wouldn't he be far ahead of his peers after graduation!
After all, being a lackey for rich people isn't shameful in society!
Thinking about the bright future he had just missed, his heart was filled with endless regret and resentment.
He rubbed his face and, with a forced smile, chased after Song Yun.
"My apologies, student, I was too harsh just now. Even though you're not from our school, you are Si Yi's brother, a family member, and of course, you're welcome to stay in the rehearsal room."
Seeing the student council president's obsequious expression, Song Yun ignored him. The school was so big; wasn't there anywhere else to sit? Why should he leave or come back just because this guy said so? After all, he was considered wealthy as well.
"Don't go, student. I sincerely apologize for what I said earlier. Please, I ask you to come back. After all, Si Yi has been under a lot of pressure with rehearsals recently. Having you by her side will undoubtedly help her relax a bit."
Having no other choice, the student council president played the sympathy card with Song Yun.
Song Yun thought of Yuan Siyi's somewhat dark circles and knew the girl must not have been sleeping well lately. Staying with her might indeed help soothe her emotions.
Song Yun turned to glance at the student council president, then headed back to the rehearsal room on his own.
Seeing that Song Yun had changed his mind, the student council president breathed a sigh of relief.