Jisoo was enjoying the flattery from the female classmates when suddenly, Hu Shiwu approached and thrust his phone right into his nose.
The student instinctively covered his nose as if he were very cautious about it.
He dropped his hand with residual fear and glared angrily at the unfamiliar guy who appeared out of nowhere, yelling, "What do you want!"
The disappointed look on Hu Shiwu's face disappeared in a flash, and then he apologetically scratched his head, making an honest and simple expression. "Sorry, sorry, it's just my first time seeing such a handsome guy, I couldn't hold myself back."
Hearing this, Jisoo felt much more at ease. He looked at Hu Shiwu with disgust, "Stay away from me."
"Okay, okay." Hu Shiwu nodded and bowed, stepping back slightly with a sycophantic expression of admiration for Jisoo, "Bro, was that Korean you just spoke?"
"Of course." Thinking back to the phrases he had just used to curse, Jisoo smirked.
