With such an ice statue sitting beside him, Cao Weiping's scalp was tense the whole time.
As a great teacher, old Cao had been holding a pen for more than two hours, seriously recording all kinds of data that his student, Gao Hanqiu, had said, for fear of missing out.
He felt like he had returned to his school days.
It was a pity that a great teacher of his generation had to listen to his student's lecture with great care.
Therefore, under old Cao's threatening gaze, Gao Hanqiu sped up the parent-teacher meeting, which was supposed to end in four hours, and shortened it to more than two hours.
Compared to old man Cao, Qin Fang's heart was even more tormented.
Her heart was burning with a mixture of sourness and bitterness, as if she had knocked over the seasoning.
When Qin Fang first came to the parent-teacher conference, she was smug, happy, and elated.
Later, when the first Jing Yitian appeared and praised ruan Mengmeng, she felt a little bitter.