Class ended, and the students started leaving the room one by one, engaging in conversation.
"Damn, Professor Lu is so young, isn't she?"
"She's very pretty and looks so aloof."
"She's a bit too aloof. I can't believe she is the mythical Professor Lu."
"Exactly, it's almost unbelievable."
"Professor Lu looks even younger than me."
"Maybe she just takes care of herself well and doesn't appear old."
"She doesn't seem as scary as the legends would have it, but compared to other professors, she is somewhat intimidating."
"I have so many questions, but I'm too afraid to ask."
"Professor Lu really is cold…"
"..."
The first-year students, with their discussions, left the classroom, occasionally glancing back at Lu Qingyi.
The main issue was that Lu Qingyi was too reserved. The way she spoke was frosty, emitting an air of being unapproachable.
Soon only Tan Shuyuan and Lu Jiahao were left in the classroom.
