When Shi Mei walked out of the basketball court, he was covered in sweat. His black shirt was soaked, clinging to his body, highlighting his strong and sexy physique.
Sweat dotted his sharply defined handsome face, and his neat short hair was drenched, with a few wet strands resting on his forehead, adding a tantalizing allure to his aura.
He exuded an unparalleled elegance, and his every move was astonishingly graceful; with him around, everyone else seemed to fade into the background.
Many girls near the court noticed him and immediately let out gasps of admiration.
"Wow! He's so handsome!"
"Is he a celebrity? How come he's so good-looking!"
"I haven't seen him play here before. He's probably not from around here. I wonder where he's from."
"His presence is amazing. Just walking casually makes him look like a model strutting on the catwalk. I really like him."
