Fang Qing didn't answer their high school homeroom teacher, Old Min's question. Instead, she looked at the guy who was still playing basketball and shouted, "Teacher Min, don't you recognize him?"
"Bang!"
The basketball bounced off the backboard. Hearing Qing Mei's call, someone finally walked over from the basketball court, slightly out of breath, with a surprised look on his face.
"Are you Director Min?"
Old Min was a bit annoyed, knowing full well this kid was pretending not to know. He turned around, no longer facing his student with kindness and warmth, putting on a forced smile.
"If Tong Dan hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have recognized you. No wonder you were playing so well just now."
Tong Dan tried to suppress the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but curl up.
"Sorry, Director Min, I also didn't recognize you. How come you still have the energy to play basketball personally?"
"..."
