Some of them were so atmospheric that Jiangg Ning doubted she could have captured the same feeling even if she'd taken the photos herself. And the word that appeared most often in the comments was "atmosphere."
More than just having striking good looks, Chen Yuan was the kind of boy who embodied the very essence of youthful school days.
The school uniform, the casually messy bangs, the awkward yet feigned seriousness, the way he walked in the sunlight or turned to smile and wave at his roommate—it all fit together so perfectly, as if he were meant to be framed within the backdrop of the school itself.
This was especially true when Jiangg Ning saw the photo of Chen Yuan from a few days ago in the classroom, his head lowered as he asked Professor Zhang Yanping a question. A hint of surprise flickered in her eyes. She quickly clicked the photo open, tilted her head back, and stared at it blankly for a long moment.
'This one is actually quite nice...' she murmured to herself.
