Wen Shu walked up to Tang Tian, picked up the shoe, and threw it at Tang Tian's face again, then said innocently, "Sorry, slipped my hand again."
The students: ...
Isn't your 'slipped hand' a bit exaggerated?
The atmosphere became strange for a moment.
Someone suddenly recognized, "Isn't that Wen Shu? His songs are really good, I cried listening to them last time."
"Oh my god, what a lucky day, first running into Little Fatty, and now Wen Shu, I must go buy a lottery ticket later..."
...
Just as Tong Yan predicted, everyone got restless again, eager and ready, surrounding Wen Shu.
Tong Yan held his forehead, thinking this little rascal was here to cause trouble, wasn't he?
Tang Tian, having lost face in public, was shaking with anger, fists clenched, seemingly holding back her rage, her eyes ice-cold for a moment like blades ready to devour someone, but the next second she regained her composure.
