Seeing Xiang Hong nod, Ding Shan opened the door. "Since you're done recording, you should rest."
The two walked out of the room, one in front of the other. Ding Shan thought that since the room was at the end of the corridor, no one would come in. However, she saw a familiar figure when she walked out of the room.
Wen Xiu was leaning against the window, a lit cigarette between his fingers. He looked very used to smoking, even with a sense of a ruffian, forming a strong contrast with the image he usually presented.
Wen Xiu probably didn't expect people to be in the room next door. He turned his head and saw Ding Shan and Xiang Hong.
After recovering from his shock, Wen Xiu hurriedly put the cigarette in his hand and awkwardly greeted Ding Shan, "Teacher Ding."
