Yan Xiao's answer was airtight.
Put that way, pretty much any interpretation could be right.
No matter what anyone guessed, there was always another possibility.
When Yan Xiao finished answering, enthusiastic applause filled the room.
Yan Xiao dipped his head in acknowledgment and gave Lin Fangxin a look. She hurried off the podium.
The two sat in the hall a little longer,
then slipped away together.
"That reporter was up to no good," Lin Fangxin said, still shaken.
"We both know that. Let's get out of here."
With that, Yan Xiao took out his phone and texted Zhao Xiaolei, saying he was leaving to prepare for an upcoming competition.
Zhao Xiaolei replied quickly,
telling him a few things about setting up the support organization.
Yan Xiao thanked him.
By then, it was just about dinnertime.
Rather than staying there to eat, Lin Fangxin and Yan Xiao asked the service desk to call them a car and headed back into the city.
At last,
the two decided against having skewers again.
After eating them for so many days straight,
they really were sick of them.
They found a copper-pot hot pot restaurant and ordered some dishes,
then started chatting about the Summer Camp.
As they talked,
Yan Xiao suddenly received a text from an unfamiliar number. It read-
Hello, Yan Xiao. I'm the parent of a student attending the Summer Camp. I'd like to speak with you in person. Would you have time?
A student's parent?
What would they want to talk to me about?
Yan Xiao figured it was most likely a scam.
Otherwise, what was there to discuss about a fellow Summer Camp student?
They ate,
and chatted.
After dinner, Yan Xiao took Lin Fangxin home, then headed home himself.
He had only just reached the entrance to his