After going back, Song Song wanted to call Xiao Jinghuai, but didn’t know what to say. Should she ask him why he was here at Nandao University as a substitute teacher?
Or should she ask if he ca here because of her?
She hesitated for a long ti and still didn’t call him. She thought she’d have to go to class tomorrow anyway, so it would be better to ask him in person than over the phone.
Yes, ask him in person.
The next day, Song Song went to school early for class. When she arrived, Yuan Yung had already grabbed a seat for her.
She said, "See, I was right! Look, there are people bringing small stools in to audit the class, and there are even people standing outside the door!"
Song Song really didn’t expect so many people, it was almost like a celebrity et-and-greet. Indeed, the power of good looks is limitless—
Soon, the bell rang, and everyone’s neck could compete with a giraffe’s, eagerly awaiting the appearance of the male idol.
But reality gave them a harsh slap—
The one who ca in was not the male idol, but a middle-aged man full of excess weight, wearing black-frad glasses. He looked like he hadn’t slept for days and appeared particularly listless!
Seeing this, Yuan Yung couldn’t help but swear, "What the hell! Isn’t the male idol coming to class? Why is it that uncle again?"
It wasn’t just Yuan Yung who felt shocked; everyone present, except Song Song, had expressions of disbelief.
Song Song was puzzled, "Is this your previous teacher?"
"Yeah! Didn’t he say he resigned to do business? Why is he back again? Does he think Nandao University is a place he can co and go as he pleases? What’s wrong with this?"
"..."
At this point, a student got up and asked, "Teacher, where’s yesterday’s substitute teacher? Why was it changed to you today?"
Just because of this sentence, the male teacher suddenly swung his pointer fiercely on the podium, saying angrily, "You said it’s a substitute teacher, so of course, they co to class when needed. Listen or not, if you don’t want to, you can leave now! Anyway, it’s not who’s going to fail at the end of the term!"
No one was scared; the students who got into Nandao had decent academic backgrounds, so failing a course wasn’t an easy feat—
Leave if you want!
Soon, the once full classroom had only a few people left.
In contrast, Song Song actually liked it, the air was fresher, and she could calm down and listen attentively to the class.
Although Yuan Yung really wanted the male idol to co to class, there was nothing she could do since he never ca. She wouldn’t skip class like other students either, since she was a finance major, and getting into a good investnt bank later on made professional grades extrely important.
Since she didn’t have the looks, her skills had to be outstanding...
Song Song didn’t expect Yuan Yung to be quite serious. Her focused deanor seed to make her whole body glow and was particularly captivating.
After class, the two walked out of the classroom together, and halfway through, Song Song noticed the shoelaces of her canvas shoes had co undone. She bent over to tie them, and when she stood up, she was suddenly pulled to the side by a force—
She was about to call for help loudly when a familiar voice ca to her ear, "It’s !"
Song Song’s heart leapt upwards, and in the darkness, her breathing beca sowhat rapid, "What do you want to do?"
With one hand, Xiao Jinghuai wrapped around her slender waist, his warm breath constantly lingering at the girl’s ear, "What did you think after seeing yesterday? What does it an that you didn’t contact after going back?"
"...Why should I contact you?"
Song Song wanted desperately to dodge, thinking that he acted like he didn’t know her yesterday and now he had the nerve to say this.
Xiao Jinghuai sensed her evasion and directly turned her small head around, punishing her with a fierce kiss!
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