"Mr. Lin?" Situ Mingyue was dumbfounded.
There's only one person in the room with the surname Lin, but how could he possibly be called "Mr."?
Could it be the migrant worker, Lin?
Situ Mingyue was shocked; someone as highly esteemed as Old Professor Tang would look for migrant Lin? Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable.
Also, why is Old Professor Tang, who is usually so strict and makes countless students and teachers tremble, acting so kindly and smiling today?
Did he take the wrong medicine?
Situ Mingyue was utterly puzzled.
"Mingyue, who is it?" Lin Hai called out curiously, his head sticking out from the bathroom while brushing his teeth.
Upon seeing Lin Hai, Old Professor Tang's eyes lit up.
"Good morning, Mr. Lin." Old Professor Tang greeted very amicably.
His tone was devoid of any senior attitude, considering Lin Hai an equal.
"Ah, it's Elder Tang, good morning."
Lin Hai chuckled as he greeted.
"What's going on?"
Situ Mingyue rubbed her ears several times.
