Xia Wanyuan was already immune to Principal Yang's sudden tasks. After agreeing to all sorts of requests, Principal Yang finally hung up the phone happily.
His son, who was in his rebellious phase, had been influenced by Xia Wanyuan. Recently, he was not as mischievous as before and even knew to take the initiative to study. Principal Yang walked to his son and saw that he was practicing calligraphy. He suddenly reached out and patted his son's back.
"Dad! What are you doing? It hurts. Am I not studying? Why are you hitting me?"
"Son, chase after celebrities properly." After saying this baffling sentence, Principal Yang hummed a tune and left, leaving the confused youth behind.
There were too many people sending messages to Xia Wanyuan, so she picked a few to reply.
After finally replying to the messages from her seniors, Xia Wanyuan stretched her wrist. Just as she was about to switch off her phone, a red dot appeared on her friend page.