"If you guys are so keen on celebrity worship, then the Martial Arts College is not for you, I suggest you transfer to the Liberal Arts College! The Liberal Arts College doesn't oppose the cult of star-chasing and even delights in star-making. You can chase and fuss over stars as much as you wish there, I don't care, that's your freedom. But if you've chosen the martial path, you'd better start looking the part!"
Professor Guo didn't let these girls off the hook and gave them a thorough scolding once again.
The entire class became aware of this old professor's authority—his directness, his no-nonsense approach, his decisiveness, and his total indifference to young women's charms had already intimidated everyone into silence.
Xiang Beifei sat in the last row, pondering as he watched Professor Guo, who seemed to be quite formidable. It appeared very difficult for students to slip through his class without doing the work. But what he said also made sense.
