Fan Yushu stretched lazily and then, as if suddenly remembering something, slapped his hand and said, "When attending Teacher Si's lectures, I usually prefer to close my eyes and savor the music he plays on the zither. It's just that Yu Huaijin, that woman, doesn't understand the essence of appreciating Teacher's music and even fusses over my eyelids."
Zhao Rong glanced at Fan Yushu and gained a new understanding of him.
"However, the only thing that's not so great about Teacher Si is that sometimes he likes to take us on random outings, which makes it difficult for me to close my eyes..."
Fan Yushu was complaining to Zhao Rong when his words suddenly cut off.
Yu Huaijin, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up, stepped outside for a moment, and after three breaths' time, she returned.
Yu Huaijin stood by the door with her hands hidden by her wide sleeves, her expression serene, and her words terse and to the point.
"Teacher says, 'An outing this afternoon.'"
