Puff!
Guan Zhixing knelt very decisively.
His legs collided with the street, and the sound was very crisp.
Upon seeing this, the students who were staying quiet were stunned and horrified.
"Aren't these people his bodyguards?" A boy with his mouth wide open felt a little confusing.
" Guan Zhixing, a guy with a powerful background actually kneels in the street?" Someone's eyes were violent.
"No, look at it, someone came over."
Some students reacted quickly, following the elegant and indifferent voice just now.
In front of them, a black car parked on the street.
A young man in a white shirt got out of the car.
That young man moved gracefully.
His complexion looked paler than ordinary people...
But just standing there, he simply exuded a noble temperament.
"Who is this guy?"
"I don't know…"
"Could it be that these men in black suits are his bodyguards? Not Guan Zhixing's?"
Beautiful is not what is beautiful, but what one likes.