Shi Qianqian opened her mouth.
Nan Zhubin glanced at Shi Qianqian, and then at Bi Yanling opposite her.
With his Micro-expression Analysis, he could naturally tell that Teacher Bi's expression only resembled a "smile" at the corner of her mouth.
"Everything's fully booked." Shi Qianqian explained, "Everyone has accumulated ideas over the summer and wants to quickly organize the data now that school is starting. We're also joining them for overtime during lunch, so..."
Before Shi Qianqian finished speaking, Bi Yanling interrupted her again: "Is Teacher Bai here?"
Though it was a question, Nan Zhubin felt that the speaker only accepted one answer.
Shi Qianqian paused for a second: "...Yes, he is."
"Then please call him over." Bi Yanling said, her gaze never shifting from Shi Qianqian's forehead area.
The structure was imperative, yet the tone lacked any politeness.
Shi Qianqian opened her mouth, turned, and knocked on the door.
Knock, knock, knock—
Knock, knock, knock—
