The girl glanced at Yu Shen in a daze, then quickly lowered her head. The professor's words appeared in her mind.
Suddenly, a question popped up in her mind ...
The girl stammered,"professor, did you just say your name is Yusheng?" Which Yu, which Sheng? What's the meaning of your name ..."
Yu Shen was speechless.
Fu Shang laughed,"hahahahahahahahahaha."
This group of students were really funny.
Under Yu Shen's cold and indifferent gaze, the girl's voice gradually lowered, and an awkward but polite smile appeared on her face. She didn't dare to look up at Yu Shen at all.
The professor was so fierce.
Did I say something wrong?
Weng~
Yu Shen picked up a piece of chalk and broke it. He turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard.
Every stroke was like an iron stroke.
Yu Shen's handwriting was just like him, sharp and beautiful.