In silence, Meng Zhengjun glanced at Zhao Rong.
Unsure if he was pretending, after a moment of silence, she lifted her head and, with a serious tone, addressed Zhao Rong:
"Zhao Ziyu, you've done very well this time. You didn't bring shame to our Academy and Mochi Art Institute."
"In the past... it was me, as your teacher, who misunderstood you..."
Zhao Rong noticed the relaxed lines on her face, thinking... this serious academic appears not to be quite as rigid or difficult to get along with.
After the quarrel with Qing Jun, the previously melancholic mood had improved a bit.
He nodded his head, "Thank you, Teacher Meng, for the undeserved praise."
Zhao Rong turned his head and noticed Zhu Yourong standing nearby.
She seemed disinclined to talk to him, and it was apt, as they had already spoken all that needed to be said recently. Now, in front of other Academy teachers, it's best not to appear too close.
This could easily cause unnecessary misunderstandings.
