"Okay, I know, thank you for today," Su Nanzhi whispered back.
Zhao Qingheng's expression showed no abnormalities, he just glanced sideways at Su Nanzhi and said, "No worries, it's not just me occupying this spot, there are other classmates too."
Su Nanzhi smoothly reverted, "Oh, then thank you all."
Zhao Qingheng: "..."
Just as her words ended, several students rushed into the classroom at the sound of the bell, frantically looking for seats.
Following that, a person wrapped in a long down coat entered, a hat also placed on his head. The hood of the down coat was so big it covered half of his face.
With sunglasses and a mask on, he would be totally unrecognizable out in the public.
When the person pushed back his hood, unwrapped his scarf, took off his mask, and hung his outer garment aside, a tall man with a scholarly aura appeared before everyone, his looks and hair were not what one expects from a 40+ mathematician.
"..."
This is like a freaking costume play.
