Laurence was beside The Principal, walking without expression, a pair of slightly sexy eyes seemed to be separated by a hazy fog, making people unable to guess what he was thinking, unlike Eddie who was like a spring breeze. His temperament made him look like the spring snow in March, with the extreme cold and coolness, and it was too beautiful to be approached.

The surrounding students looked at him and fell silent unconsciously.

As if to say one more word was a ...