He tentatively asked, his heart feeling so suffocated. Such a good talent, and yet, she's not being taken in. What kind of insight would overlook her? No, this is blindness, isn't it?
The people he selected couldn't possibly be bad, is Tong Feng becoming confused?
"Yeah," Tang Yuxin's legs were actually trembling, all she wanted to do right now was sit on the sofa.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I'm letting you down."
Tang Yuxin lowered her eyes and subtly shifted her position to prevent leg cramps from standing too long in one posture. Running a marathon had indeed been hard on her legs.
What could the dean say? He could only grimace, let Tang Yuxin leave, walk up to his desk, and dial Tong Feng's number. All he needed to do was press the last digit and take the phone off the cradle to hear the person on the other side.
But what could he even say, could he really discuss this with Tong Feng?
Should he point at Tong Feng's nose and scold him?
