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"Excuse me," Sheng Xia paused, deliberately looking at Mo Shangjun, and enunciated every word, "If we have doubts about the instructor of Group B, and don't believe she can lead us well, do we have the right to request a transfer out of Group B?!"
Her words were loaded with hostility and pointed aggression towards Mo Shangjun.
In a moment, the attention that had been focused on Sheng Xia quickly shifted to Mo Shangjun.
Including Lin Qi, who had been trying to avoid Mo Shangjun.
Lin Qi looked at Mo Shangjun standing in front, who showed no discernible emotion, and lightly furrowed her brow.
The students had been there for less than a day, and already Mo Shangjun had managed to make someone request a group change—that was a feat in itself.
Ji Ruonan was also startled, and subconsciously turned her head to look towards Mo Shangjun.
Mo Shangjun appeared calm and collected, her notebook making a circle in her hand as she leisurely took a few steps forward.
