Lin Ye and Wang Dong'er parted at the fork in the road. Lin Ye turned toward First-Year Class Two, while Wang Dong'er headed for the First-Year Class One building.
When Lin Ye pushed open the door to Class Two, only two or three people were scattered around inside. He and Wang Dong'er were among the earliest batch of freshmen to arrive at the teaching buildings that morning.
He glanced over the classroom layout, walked straight to a window seat, pulled out the chair, and sat down. With one elbow resting on the windowsill, he looked completely relaxed.
Freshmen gradually began filing in, each finding a seat they liked. At first, they merely exchanged quiet greetings, but before long, they had grown familiar with one another.
The laughter and chatter in the classroom gradually grew louder. They talked about martial souls and Soul Rings, then their hometowns and their expectations for Shrek. It was quite lively.
Only Lin Ye never joined any conversation. He slightly closed his eyes, his back straight, looking as though he had completely entered a state of deep meditation.
A few girls, drawn by his outstanding looks and refined temperament, gathered their courage and tried to strike up a conversation. But when they approached and saw how fully absorbed he was, they could only stop awkwardly and turn back.
[Classes are officially starting. I deliberately picked a window seat, so I can watch Class One run laps later. How will things develop?
After all, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er didn't fight this time.
With that old hag Zhou Yi's personality, seeing that her students are all so well-behaved and not a single one got into a fight... she won't fly into a rage and make them run 200 laps, will she? That'd be interesting.]
Just as Wang