Su Ge glanced sideways at Zhu Huahua, "I saw it, I saw it, that's enough already."
"Xiao Ge, do you think it's because I often attend Professor Cheng's lectures that he has an impression of me now? There are so many students here, how could he see me so quickly?"
"Please use your brain, okay? Our seats are so close to the front, it would be hard not to see us." Su Ge shook her head speechlessly.
Fangirling is a disease, it needs a cure!
"Is that the reason?" Zhu Huahua looked at their seats, in the third row right in the center, with teachers in the two rows in front, indeed quite conspicuous.
Su Ge kept staring at the door, and after a while, she finally saw the familiar figure, a dignified and elegant man holding some papers gracefully walked in, followed by Ling Feng. The moment the two entered the classroom, it erupted in pig-slaughter-like shrieks.
Su Ge covered her ears, infatuated, she stared at Chu Yihan, smiling like a silly little fool.
