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His eyes were calm, as always, and his words were gentle and patient, but Tu Hengsha, waiting in the second-floor corridor, couldn't hear him and only waited for him to finish his call and turn around.
However, when he ended the call, he did not look at her again but headed straight towards the teaching building.
"Hey, Xiao Xu..."
He was right at her feet, so close. She called out to him, but he ignored her...
"..." This attitude was too strange, wasn't it? She bit her lip, unable to figure it out.
As she was pondering with a frown, her bowl of porridge was suddenly knocked out of her hands with a slap, and a gust of wind from the motion hit her face, stinging painfully.
She turned her head in confusion to see that it was Wang who hit her.
"What are you doing?" She touched her face and felt as if a fingernail had scratched her skin.
