Yu Wen's sharp shout was like a heavy punch falling from the sky, knocking Shan Kaiquan back into reality.
Only then did he realize that he had just been lost in a fantasy.
Shan Kaiquan gave an awkward laugh and looked around. Luckily, Bai Yuxia had gone to the Calligraphy Room and hadn't noticed him, or he would have been utterly humiliated.
To ease his mood, he ran to the back row. "Nan Bro, let's go. Calligraphy Class."
"You've finally come around."
The version of himself Shan Kaiquan had envisioned was a young calligraphy prodigy.
Now that he had a goal he wanted to become, he had a direction to strive toward.
"Let's go, let's go." Guo Kunnan said it, but then picked up his phone again and looked at the chat window, which was full of nothing but his own monologue.
He had sent countless messages, yet Xu Yan hadn't replied to a single one.
Guo Kunnan comforted himself. It must be because Director Wang's phone inspection scared Xu Yan, so she doesn't dare bring her phone anymore.
Damn it, it's all Director Wang's fault!
Thinking that way made Guo Kunnan feel much better. As he walked, he sent a message. "I joined Calligraphy Class. I'm a cultured man who's practiced calligraphy too."
No. 4 Building, third floor.
The large classroom was brightly lit. The moment they stepped inside, it felt far more spacious than an ordinary classroom, as if their bodies and minds had broadened along with it.
Shan Kaiquan scanned the room and found that most of the faces were unfamiliar.
This Calligraphy Class was open to the entire first-year cohort, so a great many students had come. There were still several minutes before class began, yet the large classroom was nearly full.
His eyes were sharp,