The speech on the small square in front of the library didn't last too long, but after the speech, the lively discussions and chatter among the students seemed to linger indefinitely.
Xin Fat Man, holding a feather pen and notepad, darted around the square, interviewing every student willing to speak with him; Xiao Xiao clutched his notebook, observing his surroundings and listening in on conversations, recording every detail he could.
Only Zhang Ji Xin and Zheng Qing, who neither had work-related reasons nor relevant interests, just joined the crowd for the fun of it. However, this fun lasted a bit too long. By the time the commotion on the square quieted down and Fat Man and the Doctor began packing up to leave, more than an hour had passed, and it was already 1:10 in the afternoon.
