"Yeah." Chen Lan knew that they had to be quick.
These old men were quite tough. As exam question-creators, they always put on an air of superiority and used to scold people.
After walking inside, there was a registration desk. A woman in her forties wearing a black suit and black-rimmed glasses lowered her head and said, deadpan, "Fill out a form first. Your school, your name, and whether you are a teacher or student."
With that, she raised her head and handed them the form, but when she saw the person coming, she was surprised and pushed her glasses up nervously, asking, "Little Devil, I think you've graduated. What are you doing here?"
To be honest, she was still a little frightened.
Chen Lan: "?"
Then she looked at Sheng Yuxi in surprise. Of course, she didn't think the woman was calling her "Little Devil", so Sheng Yuxi was obviously the "Little Devil".
