Hou Tianlei panted heavily in quick breaths, his fists clenched tightly, his face fearsome and terrifying, secretly vowing to reclaim today's humiliation!
Song Xuefei's beautiful eyes sparkled, and Ye Qingtian's figure became grander in her heart, especially the scenes of him gracefully lecturing on the podium, deeply engraved into her mind.
Is he possibly better than Hou Tianlei?
Song Xuefei's face flushed, her hands touching her cheeks, she internally restrained herself: "Song Xuefei, what nonsense are you thinking?"
Jiang Zixuan beamed with a bright smile, a different look flickered in her eyes, it was unclear what she was thinking.
In the crowd, only Feng Tianhao lazily glanced at Ye Qingtian. Perhaps in his view, figures like Ye Qingtian learning how to excel were on another level entirely.
"What's your name, student?"
The old scholar asked for Ye Qingtian's name before leaving.
After finishing lunch at noon and returning to the dormitory, just arriving downstairs.
