"Hey, what's wrong with you being my teacher? What's wrong?" He Xiangyu supported the wall with one hand and pressed Ye Fan with his whole body.
Ye Fan had a look of disgust on his face, "It's nothing, I've even learned to walk and you're still in your mother's belly."
"..."
"I always clearly write the word 'dislike' on my face but you always turn a blind eye. This makes me, a teacher, very anxious for you."
"... Thank you, Teacher Ye, for your guidance. Thank you for not saying goodbye!" (T_T)/~~