At the time, the corridor was dimly lit, but Yong Sizhe could see clearly the person who hit him, what clothes they were wearing, and what kind of mask they had on.
As Lu Xiaoyou appeared on stage, the places where Yong Sizhe had been hit by her, his face, neck, and calves, all throbbed with pain.
"Dammit," the man cursed under his breath.
"Hmm?" Yong Yong looked at him.
Yong Sizhe controlled his temper and said to his father, "So, she is my student, Dad, don't worry, I will train her well~"
A layer of frost seemed to form in Long Xiliang's eyes as he considered moving Lu Xiaoyou to another class. Now that she had provoked Yong Sizhe, joining the Performance Art Division (1) class was out of the question.
At the same time, someone in the front row on the right side of the T stage also took notice of Lu Xiaoyou.
Hou Tingfu chewed her gum, blowing bubbles in her mouth and then biting them, making a crackling sound with her lips.
