Beep beep—
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Determined, the homeroom teacher made another call.
This time there was finally a response.
"Hello, who is this?" The man slurred his words, and the homeroom teacher could almost smell the alcohol through the phone.
It wasn't even noon yet, and he sounded drunk?
The homeroom teacher patiently introduced himself, "Hello, I am Zhou Xitong's homeroom teacher, and I'd like to discuss some issues regarding Zhou with you."
"Homeroom teacher?" It seemed to take a while for the man to remember he had a daughter, "Oh, is the school asking for donations again? How much? I'll have my secretary send it over."
The homeroom teacher took a deep breath, "Mr. Zhou, it's not about donations, it's about your daughter's early romance."
