"Instructor Gong." Du Yu approached Gong Cheng with a solemn expression, "Thank you for your guidance over the past few days."
"Hmm." Gong Cheng nodded, looking at the Little Fire Fox on Du Yu's shoulder.
This time, Xiaoyan didn't bare its teeth or make a face, apparently sensing its owner's gratitude towards the teacher.
Du Yu opened his mouth but didn't know what to say next. Having no common topics was indeed a bit awkward.
How about I dance for you?
Shall I sing 'Thank you, because of you, the warmth of the four seasons'?
Gong Cheng timely interjected, "As the assessment was about to end, you finally showed a bit of youthful fire, which I personally appreciate."
Du Yu: "Thank you, teacher."
Gong Cheng suddenly changed his tone: "But through my observation and understanding of you over these days, I hope you maintain your cunning and sly style. That's the real you. After all, choosing the path that suits you best can take you further."
Du Yu: "..."
