The Chairman Belonging to An Shi

The teacher on the podium glanced at An Yang. She could vaguely tell something from the expressions of the two young girls stepping onto the podium and the change in their attitude today, but she said nothing.

On the one hand, such things were long commonplace at Yizhou Film Academy—merely being kept by wealthy people, which was not even rare among training class students. On the other hand, both were adults and should have their own judgment; it was not her place to worry.

The class didn't last long. Although An Yang laughed until his stomach hurt because of An You and Xiao Xueer, it soon ended.

The three walked out of the teaching building, got in the car, and drove off toward the campus.

The training classes An You and Xiao Xueer signed up for had a total of three lessons per week, each half a day. Coupled with another training class over at Yizhou Music Academy, the time conflict was huge, taking up almost three full days of their university schedule.

Whenever these times clashed, they had to skip or ask for leave from their regular school classes, and they had to find time later to make up for the missed learning progress.

Plus, they still had part-time jobs and elective courses from their respective academies, so the two beautiful girls were now like wound-up dolls, utterly unable to stop the whole day.

On top of that, An You had club and Student Union affairs.

Whenever he thought of this, An Yang couldn't help shaking his head. At such a young age, why force themselves to this extent!

Yet this was their own choice, and being eighteen or nineteen years old, An Yang didn't find it appropriate to excessively interfere with the choices they made for their ideals.