Huang Xin hadn't responded yet, but the volunteer student beside him had already shown a look of sympathy.
Being graduate students, everyone understands the feeling of being passed the buck.
Especially at such a significant event, being thrown under the bus by one's own supervisor.
However, before the volunteer student could say anything, Huang Xin turned to him and said:
"… Fellow student, could you help me out later?"
"What kind of help?"
"Just don't say too much later. We... have some internal conflicts within our mentor group, but don't worry, it won't interfere with your work."
"...?"
Before the volunteer student could ask anything else, Huang Xin waved his hand to someone in the distance.
"Junior brother—come over here!"
In the distance, Liu Pan saw Huang Xin's gesture and said a few words to his socially active father beside him, before running over with his big nose.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?"