"Principal, what happened in 1999?"
Wu Bin asked with a curious face, his heart filled with doubt and a thirst for knowledge.
Xu Wenyao looked up at the sky, his gaze deep.
It was a while before he said, "In 1999, I went to Shudu, had a hotpot meal, and then for the first time in my life, I visited a proctologist."
"It was truly a liberating experience!"
Wu Bin: ...
Damn, I thought something significant had happened in 1999.
That's it?
Seeing Wu Bin's strange look, Xu Wenyao furrowed his brows.
"What's with that expression? Hemorrhoid surgery hurts, you know. Plus, I was quite young back then, and I had a bit of fame on the streets, okay?"
Wu Bin had already grown tired of listening to Xu Wenyao's nonsense.
"Okay, got it, I know you're awesome, Principal. If there's nothing else, I'm heading back to the dorm."
Wu Bin's attitude irritated Xu Wenyao a lot.
