"Mr. Yan, when I got to this step, the bell for collecting the papers had already rung, so I had to stop writing immediately, as per the rules," Shen Yiming said with an air of unyielding integrity, as if he were a model student who always abided by the law.
Yan Kun: "..."
"Such respect for discipline?" Yan Kun clicked his tongue, "Shen, your realization is commendable, but next time you come back from the internet café, remember to get rid of the smell. The scent of cigarettes and cheap perfume on you is exactly the same as at the internet café I checked out the other day."
Shen Yiming: "?"
Finally, a crack appeared in the big brother's expression.
For a moment, he even wanted to argue with Yan Kun about why he, a teacher who was supposed to be teaching classes, would go to an internet café to check it out?
