Jiang Man's lips curled into a smile.
When she exchanged glances with Lu Xingzhou, she lightly sneered.
She wondered who had regarded him as an excellent instructor. It couldn't be through backdoor influence, could it?
Contrary to her good mood, Lu Xingzhou had a scowl on his face, his expression gloomy.
He had witnessed the romantic confession of Lu Qingsong just moments ago.
Dressed in a camouflage uniform, blended among a group of instructors, and under the dark night sky.
He merged into the crowd, and aside from his excellent physique attracting attention, his face was barely visible to others.
But it was different for Jiang Man.
During Lu Qingsong's confession, all eyes were on her.
Whether it was the stares or the whispers, she undoubtedly became the center of attention tonight.
"Now, please have our outstanding students put garlands around the necks of our excellent instructors!"