Smiling, Ye Jian glanced at her and said calmly, "We are still in her class for the next year or so. Lay low a bit, An Jiaxin. After all, she is our teach…"
A student walked toward them, interrupting Ye Jian's words.
"Sorry, Ye Jian!" the boy apologized abruptly and then bent over deeply. "I hope you can make better achievements in the following exams so that you can participate in the competition on behalf of our country!"
This unforeseen event made Ye Jian slightly curl her lips. Everything was so wonderful when she could live her life all over again.
"Thanks, I will try," she said, smiling. The rainbow had appeared after the storm.
From the teaching building to the cafeteria, a myriad of students had expressed their apologies and kindness to Ye Jian.
"Ye Jian, from now on, no one will dare doubt you or gossip about you," said An Jiaxin. The corners of her eyes were a bit moist.
