The atmosphere on campus seems tense.
Whether students or teachers, everyone is in a hurry, and they all have heavy hearts.
Jiang Xiaoxiao hadn't arrived at her dormitory before someone stopped her.
"Jiang Xiaoxiao, hello, I'm Jia Zuo, a clinical professor! Come to the office with me for a moment! I have something to discuss with you."
A middle-aged man stopped Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Five minutes later.
Jia Zuo's office.
Jiang Xiaoxiao is sitting in a chair, and the Professor Jia in front of her seems somewhat off, his demeanor a bit cautious?
She's a student, and Jia Zuo is a professor, yet he's cautious around her?
What is this professor afraid of?
Afraid of her?
Does she look terrifying?
No, it can't be.
"Professor Jia, why did you want to see me?"
Everything seems strange, the school has changed, why have the teachers also changed?
What happened?
Jia Zuo struggled to muster a kind smile and tried to organize what he needed to say.
