"So, you've thought it through? You want to come back?"
The dean sat in his office chair, speaking softly, his eyes filled with mockery, as if he were the Buddha gazing upon Sun Wukong trapped in his hand.
No matter how capable the sisters were, as long as they wanted to graduate and seize performance opportunities, they had to heed his command!
He crossed his hands and clenched them into fists on the desk, and as he saw the sisters standing there, he realized something.
"Oh, why are you standing? Please, sit down, sit."
The dean chuckled, his gaze on the sisters resembling that of a butcher eyeing a lamb for slaughter.
The sisters exchanged glances, then quietly looked towards the door, and just thinking that Chu Dazhuang was still standing there gave them significantly more peace of mind.
Their eyes met, the sisters nodded gently to each other and then, in unison, they sat down.
"It's okay, don't be nervous."
