After breakfast, Zhao Xuefeng, Lin Tian, and Zhao Qingtang went downstairs.
There were classes with other teachers in the morning. Zhao Qingtang went to discuss the speech for the Medical Summit with Zhao Xuefeng.
Zhao Xuefeng said, "It would be better to talk to Lin Tian; he can definitely help you."
Zhao Qingtang couldn't stand hearing that, her delicate nose almost crooked with anger. She snorted heavily, lifted her proud head, and walked ahead.
On the way, Lin Tian had no chance to talk to Zhao Qingtang. Only when they parted did Zhao Qingtang glare at him with her small pink fist raised. She wanted to say something but didn't, just gave Lin Tian a hard kick, flicked her shiny black hair, and strode off.
Lin Tian smiled wryly; women are indeed not easy to deal with.
There were classes all morning. By the time Lin Tian reached the classroom, Liou Qingcheng had already saved a seat for him and brought his books.
