"Wait," Yan Xianjue suddenly realized. "We're going to be classmates again, aren't we?"
Zhou Ye laughed even more merrily on the other end of the line. "Hahaha, you only just figured that out?"
The call between the two of them was fairly harmonious.
After learning that Zhou Ye really was fine, Yan Xianjue casually traded a few jokes with him.
"Oh, right, Brother Yan, are you bringing Shen Fangli with you then?"
If Zhou Ye had been standing in front of Yan Xianjue right now, Yan Xianjue felt certain he would have been waggling his eyebrows in a teasing expression.
But since he could not see him now, he would just pretend not to know.
"Not sure whether she wants to take classes. I'll ask her later."
Meanwhile, after Yan Xianjue left, a few scattered nasty comments inevitably appeared in the bullet chat.
"What use can a bunch of high school students be?"
Lei Xuan was directing the production crew to move the monitors back when he spotted that comment on the screen.
But before he could respond, the livestream viewers had already struck back for him.
"Why didn't you say that when Yan Xianjue was here?"
"Wow, someone's so sour."
"Yan Xianjue! Come back! Someone's talking behind your back! I took a screenshot for you. Can I get an interview opportunity for such a huge contribution? /starry eyes"
"Pfft, when I saw the first part, I thought there were still more good people in this world. Then I saw the second part—hahahaha, netizens are so realistic."
"Are we working people really like this?"
"A bunch of bootlickers."
"Lei Xuan! Hurry up, I saw you reading the bullet chat. There's one straggler who escaped the mute ban here."
"Hahahaha, I can't take it anymore. That jealous look is hilarious. They