Tang Chuxia glanced at the train carriage, indeed, there were many people.
It appeared these people seemed to know each other.
Indeed, students were still the most fortunate.
But before she had finished musing, she heard someone calling her.
"Little junior!"
Tang Chuxia turned her head to look and saw an older schoolmate.
The schoolmate squeezed his way to Tang Chuxia's side and took a glance at Jin Haidong, "Little junior, why are you on this train, too?"
Tang Chuxia laughed dryly, "Handling some things. What brings you out at this time, senior?"
Knowing how strict the head teacher was, as his student, how could she just leave like that?
The schoolmate looked at Tang Chuxia with an expression that said more than words could, "Little junior, do you really not know?"
