He Ming
Biên tập viên: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The marble stairs were very clean, still showing traces of water that had not fully dried yet. The faint scent of disinfectant lingered in the air.
The school bell signaling the end of class rang, but the classroom doors remained shut. As Gao Peng passed a classroom, he could hear the loud voice of the teacher speaking, "So, according to the analysis, the answer for this organic matter should be 'amino acid.'"
Gao Peng continued on to the staff offices, but Ms. Murong was not there. She was likely still in class.
After a few minutes, Murong Qiuye walked into the office with a stack of papers. Seeing Gao Peng waiting for her, she was surprised at first, then she nodded her head happily, saying, "You're back. Your performance on TV was not bad."
Bang. The thick stack of papers landed on the desk. Murong Qiuye picked up a thermos flask from the desk and took a sip of water.