When Zhou Sichen arrived at Dean Qian Duoduo's office, he lightly knocked on the door. Qian Duoduo's voice came from inside. "Wait a moment."
Zhou Sichen silently waited outside the door.
After a long while, the door opened, and a reserved middle-aged man walked out. As he passed Zhou Sichen, he could not help giving him another look. This was the first time he had seen such a handsome boy in the academy.
Qian Duoduo's voice came again. "Come in."
Hearing this, Zhou Sichen gave the teacher a slight smile and was about to enter.
The teacher suddenly seemed to remember something and turned to call after him. "Student, are you Zhou Sichen?"
Zhou Sichen halted and turned to look at the teacher. He was certain he did not know this man, yet the other party had called out his name precisely.
Zhou Sichen maintained his smile and nodded. "Teacher, do you know me?"
A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. "What I was just discussing with Dean Qian was about you."
Fan Yu did not actually know Zhou Sichen, but among the things Qian Duoduo had told him about Zhou Sichen, there was one detail he remembered.
This kid was not only extraordinarily gifted—he was also exceptionally good-looking. No one in the academy could compare to him.
His skin was even more delicate and smooth than that of those young, beautiful female students. If he dressed as a woman, who knew how many girls would feel ashamed of themselves.
The moment Fan Yu had first laid eyes on Zhou Sichen, he could not help but stare blankly for a moment.
Then, considering that he was an unfamiliar face, so handsome, and dressed in an Inner Court uniform, Fan Yu had formed a rough guess.
At that moment, Qian