Rong Xingyu quietly said a word of thanks to Lan Yan.
Lan Yan: "…"
Although Lan Yan did not say anything, by the time Rong Xingyu had already begun focusing on preparing for class, Lan Yan's expression had quietly improved quite a bit.
Rong Xingyu lifted his head and met Rong Zhijian's gaze from afar on the podium.
Rong Xingyu: "…"
It really was still a bit awkward.
However, the other students around them were clearly extremely fanatical about Rong Zhijian, as if every sentence he spoke were a famous quote worth recording, to the point that they wished they could copy it down with pen and paper.
Even when Rong Zhijian merely gave a simple self introduction, thunderous applause erupted throughout the classroom.
Rong Xingyu: "…"
It felt like he had accidentally wandered into some terrifying fan meeting scene!
He could only hope that he would be able to get through this course smoothly this semester.
