After collecting the bowls, chopsticks, and the shredded potatoes that the students had "ruined," Du Xixi finally took off her apron and slowly walked out of the classroom. Just as she stepped onto the staircase, her eyes met with He Yuan, who was coming down.
"How did it go? How do you feel?" Each professor had separate classrooms, Du Xixi's was on the second floor, and He Yuan's on the first. So Du Xixi was going upstairs to return to her office, while He Yuan was heading downstairs to start her class.
Du Xixi lightly smiled, her expression unforced: "These are all students we've personally selected; how bad can they be?"
He Yuan also smiled. Today, she wore a plain yellow long dress, with a matching apron on top, which made her appear more charming, quite different from the fierce and efficient person Du Xixi first met.
