"New student!"
The witch sitting in the first row of the classroom reluctantly stood up and softly reminded the professor, who was speaking energetically on the podium: "You mentioned earlier that we should welcome the new student before class..."
Old Yao was stunned for a few seconds, his gaze wandered around the classroom, and finally landed on the new witch, suddenly realizing.
"Oh!"
He patted his high forehead, looking as if awakening from a dream: "Well, due to personal reasons, Ilyana Jones has temporarily suspended her studies with an indefinite return date, so The Gypsy Witch Coven recommended a new student to join our class, everyone welcome, welcome!"
Saying this, he put down the lecture notes, clapping his hands.
The classroom hesitantly erupted into a round of lackluster applause. Zheng Qing easily felt the surrounding gazes that seemed to be watching, some subtle, some not.
He hung his eyelids, appearing oblivious.
