"Why hasn't Brother Chuan arrived yet? Is he drifting?"
Li Tong looked around, only Meng Chuan was absent from the class.
Excluding the days in Shanghai, he hadn't attended the class for almost a month.
Moments later.
Everyone remembered the originally ice-cold Grandmaster Chen, who walked in with a strong young man, chatting and laughing.
Upon a closer look, it was the long-absent Meng Chuan.
Xu Qingfeng clicked his tongue and said:
"Wow Meng, you've got some face, even Grandmaster Chen is smiling for you..."
Meng Jiaolong, displeased, said:
"If you win a national champion in a competition, my mom would smile at you too."
Meng Chuan's championship brought glory to the school, and Chen Qiushui, as the top leader of the school, also gained benefits.
Xu Qingfeng laughed awkwardly; he was eliminated in the first round of the Supernova contest, lacking such skill.
Hastily changing the topic, he invited Meng Chuan to sit down.
