"Ah, right."
The young man in a black shirt suddenly thought of something and spoke again, "What's your name?"
Jiang Chen was momentarily stunned, a hint of amusement appearing in his eyes, and he replied softly, "Student Jiang Chen."
This teacher is really... judging a student without even knowing my name?
Suddenly recalling the words of the young man in a black shirt earlier, Jiang Chen's expression shifted slightly, ready to say something.
"Oh oh, Jiang Chen, I've remembered. My name... you can just call me Black Shirt Teacher."
The young man in the black shirt recalled something, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, and having finished speaking, he seemed to realize Jiang Chen had something to say, and immediately closed his mouth.
"Black Shirt Teacher, I..."
Jiang Chen hesitated briefly and said softly, "You'll know shortly."
The young man in the black shirt was slightly taken aback, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
