Lin Zhengyu, a man past sixty, wrote without looking up from his work. “Principal, there’s no need to follow me around. We’re in the school. I’ll be fine.”
Seated nearby, the principal, a man of similar age, simply smiled. “It’s not as if I’m disturbing you. Why are you so eager to chase me away?”
“Your breathing is a disturbance.”
The principal didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Lin Zhengyu’s brush never paused. “Besides, you’re a newly
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