He looked at Shi Yixing with an expression that seemed to be looking at a lunatic. After a moment of reflection, he suddenly realized: this person is the man who holds the power to determine whether he will fail the exam or not.

......Damn, why won't they hang up already?

Liang Chen furrowed his brows. This ponytailed teacher with a pretty face had surprisingly good skin. It was fair and smooth, incomparable to the dark and rough men in the army.

Having spoken in a secret code without receiving a response, the person was then fiercely stared at by someone with a self-righteous expression, which made them feel uneasy and unsure of where to look.

Liang Chen is handsome and in his early twenties. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad chest, and a straight waist. There is a slight stubble under his handsome nose. His gaze is like a torch, but the dark puffiness under his eyes gives him a slightly exhausted look.

The two of them stood motionless for several tens of seconds, but Shi Yixing's inner turmoil was even more intense than their pursuit. He had never seen anyone able to straightforwardly confront Teacher Liang with a wall tackle like Liang Chen did, and it made him somewhat indignant.

Xiang Nan may be expelled from school.

Liang Chen pursed his lips, released Shi Yixing, took a few steps back, and his expression on his face became complex and indiscernible.

"Do I give a damn about his business? Even if that kid dies outside, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. He brought it upon himself."

Shi Yi Xing shrugged, choosing to ignore the vulgar language in the words and intending to get straight to the point: "Director Liang is very concerned about you and wanted me to communicate with you a bit - you wouldn't want your family to be troubled, would you?"

He took a deep breath, then without any further explanation, he reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder, then naturally moved closer to him. To his surprise, he noticed that Liang Chen didn't resist much.

"Just consider it giving the teacher some face, it won't delay you for too long."

"Where are you going?" Liang Chen asked abruptly, intentionally creating distance between the two of them.

Even if Liang Chen is accustomed to being unruly, he still has to listen to Uncle's opinion. We're under the same roof, and if he makes a phone call to Mom...I reckon they'll nag for a long time.

"Look at you. How is the 'Hourglass' milk tea at the entrepreneurial base?" The store manager there is Shi Yixing's student. He often goes there to show support, and over time it has become a habit.

Liang Chen's face turned black, but he nodded in agreement.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, gave off a rather comical impression, resembling a timid boss accompanied by a bodyguard attending an important meeting. Shi Yixing wasn't worried about him running away, nor did he have any intention to persuade him. He simply wanted to get a basic understanding of the situation in order to report back to Director Liang.

Orientation is something that cannot be easily explained in a few words, let alone fully understood.

Moreover, if something innate in humans is forcibly distorted, wouldn't that be as cruel as clipping a bird's wings or domesticating the wildness of wolves and tigers? It's best to let things take their natural course.

But he did not dare to say this to Director Liang, afraid that he would explode.

Shi Yi walked in front, leading the way. Liang Chen followed closely behind, never taking his eyes off the back of that person, as if he wanted to stare a hole through the white shirt the person was wearing, yet nobody knew what he was thinking. Nobody spoke a word along the way, each harboring their own ulterior motives.

When they arrived at the entrance of the store, Liang Chen rebelled against his previous docility and refused to continue.

Through the glass door, he saw seven or eight people inside looking at him with curious eyes, as if their eyes were already glued to him even before he entered the room.

Liáng Chén has always been surrounded by intense scrutiny since childhood, but even someone with a thick skin would grow uncomfortable if subjected to the bizarre stares of these peculiar creatures for too long.

However, the gaze this time did not carry such implications, because amidst that group of people, he saw a familiar face.

Xiang Nan.