The word 'shame' seemed to be nailed onto Feng Xinyao's body.
No matter where she went, it could follow her like a shadow.
"Feng Xinyao, the counselor is looking for you," a girl said reluctantly as she walked up to her.
Feng Xinyao's heart tightened, and she subconsciously felt afraid. Her intuition told her that the counselor was looking for her because of what happened on the forum.
However, she still had to go.
Under everyone's gazes, she knocked on the door of the counselor's office.
"Come in." A female voice sounded from inside.
The instructor was a woman. She had a strong personality and was strict with her students. She hated problems.
Feng Xinyao walked in and sat down in front of the counselor, enduring her disdainful gaze.
The instructor sat behind her desk with her hands in front of her chest and her fingers crossed. Her expression was unprecedentedly serious.
