They felt such a sense of poignance because, long ago, as early as the first year of their student life, Tang had a particularly distasteful personality—too calm and rational, mercilessly bursting many a childhood fantasy.
He was like a machine whose IQ and EQ were inversely proportional.
He should have been the envy of all teachers and students, a true genius, yet he was despised for being overly rational and harsh.
Of course, there were times when he was bullied, but even if he was cornered by a group of students about to be beaten, Tang would calmly and rationally explain the series of butterfly effects that his beating would cause.
And then he successfully scared off those students.
No one could bully Tang, teachers sometimes tried to scare him, but Tang would often find loopholes in their points, leaving them unable to justify themselves.
As a result, no one liked Tang. He always sat alone in the back row, gazing indifferently out of the window.
