Experience and Date

"Teacher, you must be joking. You're still as interesting as before. Although I understand the logic, shouldn't an old senior like you share some of your experience?"

Xu Wenping rolled his eyes. "Every time I look for you to study, it's as if I want to squeeze oil out of you. Can't you give me a few more pointers?"

"Just one sentence."

The teacher extended a finger and said, "Scram! Don't bother me!"

Xu Wenping's gaze froze.

"You're still a teenager, but when will I be able to see myself as a teenager again?"

As he said this, the teacher had already raised his hand to send him off.

Although Xu Wenping knew that meeting his teacher would only end like this, he was still very happy. After nodding lightly, he left.

In fact, even though this teacher looked like he had a bad temper, he was actually more concerned about his students than anyone else. Perhaps to him, the highest form of approval for his students was a word of criticism.