Ingrate

Huo Ling took a deep breath as he stood outside the school gate and watched the vehicles drove past on the road. He can't just wait for nothing in this school that was not stated in the script. That means that this school is not important. He has randomly sent here! 

Thinking this, Huo Ling felt that his head hurt. He gnashed his teeth in anger. So, he decided to check each school in the city and see if he could gain some clues. "I don't believe that this place is so useless!" he said and clenched his fists. His eyes are burning with determination as he walked down the sidewalk. 

In the school, the curtain fluttered and touched the cheeks of a fair, young man. The young man who is silently painting turned to look outside the school's gate. 

"What's wrong, senior?" a female student sitting near him asked. She is also painting. She noticed that the young man beside her suddenly stopped painting. 

"Well… it is nothing." The young man answered.