Facing the dean's interrogation, Jiang Lu picked his nose, his face full of confusion.
"So you find me disgusting only today?"
"Ah, that's not it," the dean shook his head, "it's just that today it's a bit too disgusting."
Jiang Lu nodded, "Noted."
"What do you mean by 'noted'?" The dean wanted to say something else, but the sight of Xin Yuanxing's old face on the screen was so repulsive that he frowned and eventually swallowed his words, "Never mind, you're grown up, I can't interfere with your hobbies anymore, all I can say is take care of yourself."
With that, he turned and walked out, casually closing the door behind him.
"Divine metal," Jiang Lu shrugged, about to continue asking Xin Yuanxing what he was all about, when the dean pushed the door open again.
"Come downstairs to eat after you clean up!"
"Oh."
Clack!
The door was closed again.
