The girl in the pencil skirt responded coldly, "I haven't seen him. I basically stopped coming to school since my senior year."
After saying that, she shifted her gaze away and looked down at her phone. The topic was over for her.
The girl with the round glasses was a bit stumped and couldn't ask further.
It seemed like the topic had come to an end as well.
As time went by, the chairs in the classroom became increasingly filled.
After about ten more minutes, a man in his thirties walked in through the front door of the classroom, wearing a dark blue polo shirt and holding a roster.
"Everyone, settle down, settle down," the polo-shirt-wearing teacher said loudly with a smile.
He actually didn't need to emphasize this. When he walked in, the students naturally lowered their volume.
"Let me introduce myself. My last name is Zhang, and I am responsible for managing all the graduate students in our college."
Teacher Zhang glanced around the classroom, "Is everyone here?"
