Dr. Yu watched the students in their current state, his brow immediately furrowing.
The scenes he once was accustomed to, even leading them himself, now looked so glaring to him.
He straightened his face and sternly said to the excitedly rushing students, "You're all adults. Have some regard for personal image. What if you scare someone?"
The students were bewildered by his remark and stopped in their tracks, looking at each other.
In the past, anyone who cared about their image would be scolded by the teachers, told that as archaeologists they must endure hardship and labor; if anyone harbored thoughts of comfort, they might as well change professions.
What's going on now? The person who usually cared the least about image is now complaining about their lack of personal grooming?
"Teacher, are you suffering from heatstroke..."
The words 'or else, why would you be delirious' went unsaid, but given Dr. Yu's usual strictness, they didn't dare to be more audacious.
