Looking at the teacher's uncertain expression, Lin Tian stood beside Zhao Qingtang and whispered, "Is his expression angry? Or just angry?"
"Probably angry..."
What kind of expression does Zhao Xuefeng have now?
His upper teeth tightly biting his lower teeth, his face exceptionally stern, and his two thick and bushy eyebrows almost squeezed together.
His eyes slightly squinted, glaring at the computer screen, as if about to smash it at any moment.
The article hasn't been fully revised yet, but Zhao Xuefeng is reading it with great interest.
One time, two times, a total of five times browsing.
While reading, Zhao Xuefeng kept muttering something.
"Teacher... what's wrong?" Lin Tian asked softly.
"Did you write this article?" Zhao Xuefeng looked at Lin Tian with a blank expression.
"Qingtang wrote it, I just helped with some revisions."
Zhao Qingtang was speechless, I'm not taking the blame for this, what's the difference between what you wrote?
