Old Man Jiang appeared calm, unscrewing his thermos and taking a sip of water, "Who's the hero behind this? Stand up, let me see."
Jiang Shuyao sat in the front row, closing her eyes, wishing she were dead.
In a few breaths, people looked around, watching a figure stand up slowly in a corner.
The air froze for two seconds.
The classroom then filled with a rising and falling of whistles.
"This won't do, Boss. Need to kneel on a keyboard."
"Exactly, it's not enough."
"Kneel on the keyboard, sing 'Conquer'."
"..."
Humph, so it was the class representative who did this.
Old Man Jiang made a disdainful snort through his nose and shook his head, "What is this childish nonsense."
Jiang Shuyao quietly hung her head.
That truly voiced her thoughts.
Soon, He Shumiao whispered with a gossipy tone, "Yaoyao, did you have a fight with Pei Yan?"
"No."
She had just ignored him for two whole days.
Only two days, and he was already going mad, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
