Yang Xing and his friends, having enjoyed their fill of the spectacle, returned to the cafeteria for a meal and casually bought some snacks from the store.
As they were planning to head to the vice principal's office to watch the commotion, they saw Li Hongsheng hurrying toward the office building. Yang Xing raised the iced tea in his hand with a smile and said, "Director Li, just bought this cold tea, how about cooling off a bit?"
"Brat." Li Hongsheng swore under his breath without any good cheer and took it from his hand. A sip did indeed help to cool his rage substantially.
Watching his retreating figure, Yang Xing mused, "Sister Yue, do you think this He Qian guy could be a teacher from Beijing No.1 High School?"
Yun Yue, hands in her pockets and scuffing her feet nonchalantly, raised her delicate eyebrows, "He is, for sure."
They looked at her. So certain in her tone?
Then why would two teachers come at the same time?
