Maybe... I could be bolder, more proactive?
*
The next afternoon, Cen Dongsheng was teaching in a lecture hall, with a ten-minute break in the middle of the two class periods.
Students chatted and played on their phones in the seats below, or took a walk in the corridor, while the teacher on the stage drank tea and rested, answering questions for any students who approached.
"Master!"
Sitting in his chair reading a book, Cen Dongsheng suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.
He turned around to see the lively girl leaning on the desk behind him, wearing a hoodie, her chin propped in her hand, smiling at him... It was Song Yutang.
No matter her demeanor or actions, they all radiated an undisguised warmth. Coupled with her tall and beautiful appearance, she was very eye-catching, and many students in the classroom noticed her presence, staring unwaveringly in this direction. For a moment, all the voices in the classroom lightened.
