His skin was very dark, probably a result of being exposed to the sun for long periods.
However, strictly speaking, the darkness had a certain charm to it.
His features were incredibly delicate, with eyes long and profound, and a straight, pronounced nose.
His lips were of average size and just the right thickness.
Strictly speaking, he was indeed a rare looker.
If she hadn't been exceptionally averse to his mean behavior, she might actually have drooled over him.
But now, hatred was the right sentiment she harbored towards him.
Disgust and scorn evident in her voice, An Ning retorted, "How dare I accept an apology from Instructor Zhou?"
Instructor Zhou looked at her and said coldly, "You had a conflict with a classmate on the first day of reporting, which had a very bad influence. You deserve to be punished. My decision to have you run six kilometers was not wrong."
An Ning almost choked with indignation, "If you weren't wrong, why apologize to me?"