Brother Cheng, I Knew You Wouldn't Ignore Me...

Bo Hancheng spoke to Luo Zheng aloofly, as if they were strangers.

"Brother… no, I mean, Teacher Bo! I'm sorry to disturb you, Teacher Bo, I'm here for your lesson… "

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Luo Zheng hurriedly changed the way that she addressed him.

"You're here for the lesson?"

He sounded calm and a little sarcastic and derisive.

Next, he put the chalk down and looked away from Luo Zheng.

Luo Zheng shifted her gaze onto the blackboard.

She saw the words "Bo Hancheng" written in an assertive and perfect font on the blackboard.

They were lofty yet gentle.

Ah, Mr. Bodyguard is so outstanding, even at writing words with chalk!

Luo Zheng was just about to nod and admit that she was there for the lesson.

Someone stood up and disagreed, "Luo Zheng, this is an arts lesson. You're not a student from our school anyway. You don't have the rights to listen! Besides, there isn't any space for you."