Just like trending searches online only lasted two days.
The bustle of real life had an expiration date as well.
Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao had originally estimated that this wave of rumors about the "teaching assistant" might not slowly fade until the second week of term. But in reality, under the newspapers' and public opinion's relentless, high-intensity bombardment, by Thursday, the students' attention toward Zheng Qing had begun to plummet.
"Everyone's energy is limited, especially at our academy—studying, assessments, hunting, and even the mating season that comes with spring's approach—no one could devote too much attention to a single news story. The little patience they had left was now being given to more important matters, like Edge Academy."
As he said this, Fatty Xin was sitting at his dorm desk eating lunch. He held up a greasy chicken leg, his equally greasy mouth opening and closing like a goldfish blowing bubbles.
Zheng Qing opened his mouth as well, as though he had something to say.
The Fat Wizard swung down his free arm and made an emphatic gesture.
"Listen to me!"
His attitude was firm, his tone certain. "I've been in the editorial department for nearly two years. I can't say I have campus public opinion completely mapped out, but I'm pretty confident... If public opinion had a line chart, then judging by the trend of the past few days, everyone's attention toward you today would definitely form a huge bearish line. As the saying goes, extremes breed reversals. The 'youngest teaching assistant' everyone had been discussing for so long was officially starting his first class this afternoon, and that would make many people lose interest instead..."
Zheng Qing frowned, hesitating to speak.
The Fat Wizard stuffed the chicken leg in his hand into his mouth, took a huge,