As soon as the word "surgery" was heard, someone immediately retorted.
"If it was really surgery, there would be at least some traces, but look at her face, it's naturally unadorned, like a lotus flower rising unsullied from the water."
"I don't think it looks like surgery either."
"Stop being so sour— if you're that capable, go get surgery to look like that and let me see?"
"…"
Similar voices grew more numerous.
Even though everyone deliberately kept their voices low, ever since her rebirth, Mu Qingli's senses had become extremely sharp, so she caught every single word.
She wasn't angry, even her serene face remained undisturbed, walking through the campus with a powerful aura, naturally parting the crowd wherever she went.
Mu Qingli quickly found the office for second-year high school teachers.
She stood at the door, politely knocked, and spoke in a clear voice, "Excuse me, I'm looking for Teacher Wang Ziqing."