Yet, he really did seem to be Xue Yang.
The class monitor, Zhang Ziquan, was the first to react. He walked over to Xue Yang and asked uncertainly, "You… are you Xue Yang? Or did you walk into the wrong room? This is the reunion for Class Two of Yizhong High's Class of 2014."
Xue Yang reached out and patted Zhang Ziquan's shoulder. "Class monitor, it's only been half a year. You don't recognize me anymore?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhang Ziquan's eyes widened. "Huh? It really is Xue Yang! My god, Xue Yang, you've changed so much! Quick, come in and sit down."
Because of Xue Yang's sudden appearance, the tense atmosphere in the room instantly relaxed.
"Class monitor, what about me? I'm here too!" Sun Haoran called out from behind Xue Yang. He was shorter than Xue Yang, so he was almost completely blocked from view. He hurriedly raised his hand to make his presence known.
"You punk, what took you so long this time?"
