When Li Ye and Duan Jiajun arrived at the cafeteria, most of the students attending the advanced training had already arrived. From the moment Li Ye stepped through the door, he drew countless eyes.
Li Ye carefully looked around but did not spot a single familiar face, which struck him as rather strange.
Most of these people were as calm and steady as Duan Jiajun. Why were they all sizing him up?
Duan Jiajun noticed that something seemed off about Li Ye and asked quietly, "What's wrong, Li Ye?"
Li Ye lowered his voice as well. "Nothing. I just feel like everyone's looking at me, but I don't know any of them."
"You mean that? Hehe~"
Duan Jiajun smiled and said, "They're all envying you. We're cabbages yellowing by the roots, while you're a fresh, tender young man in the prime of life!"
"What prime young man? I just have a baby face and look young, hahaha."
With a light laugh, Li Ye brushed the subject aside.
Only then did he realize that he already stood out glaringly in this training class.
When he had attended the training at D School last time, perhaps one-third of the students had been around Li Ye's age. This time, there were practically none.
This was, in fact, another misconception Li Ye had unconsciously fallen into over the years.
Many of the classmates, relatives, and friends around him had developed very well. Not to mention Wen Leyu, Wen Qingsheng, and Pan Xiaoying—even Sun Xianjin, Fu Yingjie, Zhen Rongrong, and the others had crossed the threshold into deputy division-level positions.
So within Li Ye's own circle, he could only be considered outstanding, not exceptionally conspicuous.
But once he came to this training class, Li Ye understood that there were plenty of people in their twenties