In the past, those troublemaking students in the school—backed by an imposing background—were eventually disciplined into compliance. Only Jiang Nanfei, she was the most formidable; not only did the school fail to handle her, but they were actually brought into line by her instead.
"Alright! Good luck!" He Shasha parked the car steadily, letting Nan Fei go to her classroom, before heading back to her own classroom last.
The two were not in the same major and their classrooms were a bit far apart.
"Okay! I got it." Nan Fei waved her hand, watching He Shasha's car drive away, ready to head towards the second-floor classroom, when she caught a glimpse of the slender youth standing across the street from the corner of her eye.
She froze abruptly, as if rooted to the spot, her body maintaining the half-turned pose, staring blankly across the street.
