Teacher Qingya Ye
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Qingfeng Li and Xiaoman Lu were chatting happily at the back of the room; the two had tons of common interests.
A handsome guy walked in and said to Qingfeng Li, "Dude, you are in my seat. Move so I can sit."
Qingfeng Li looked up at the guy and ignored him. He continued to chat with Xiaoman Lu.
The guy's brows tensed up and he felt pissed off. He said once again, "I told you to leave this seat, did you not hear me?"
"This seat isn't yours, why should I leave?" Qingfeng Li looked at the guy and said with dissatisfaction. There were so many empty seats.
"Do you know who I am? I am Dong Wu."
"Who's Dong Wu?"
"I am the son of the vice-principal. You better leave or else don't blame me for the consequences."
"It's not like I care. Go wherever you want, just don't be here in front of my face." Qingfeng Li waved his hand. It was like he was driving away a fly.