Listening to Director Yang's wailing in the office, both Wu Zhiyuan and Bi Xia stiffened for a moment. Wu Zhiyuan coughed lightly, "Is he... crying?"
Bi Xia swallowed, "Probably... yeah."
But Zhang Zhongxing waved his hand calmly, "Ignore it. He always complains at the slightest disagreement; I'm used to it."
Bi Xia and Wu Zhiyuan: ...
Wu Zhiyuan timidly raised his hand and asked, "Old class teacher, about those complaints every time..."
"Oh," Zhang Zhongxing realized and pointed to himself indifferently, "They're about me."
Bi Xia and Wu Zhiyuan: ...
If the class teacher can bully the director like this, what can they, the students, say?
At least Bi Xia realized that Director Yang seemed to be out of luck with everyone except Class H, probably because there was a god-like figure in Class H.
And Bi Xia couldn't imagine, this was somehow related to himself...
