"This is my first time encountering such a gentle Devil Feng!"
"Just seeing how animated he was during class today, he's clearly a kind old man. Who gave him the nickname 'Devil'?"
"All thanks to Chi Youyou's persimmons! Otherwise, when would the old man be so kind? For the first time, I wasn't traumatized in his class!"
"Yeah! My post on the forum just exploded, and no one believes it!"
The entire class, Feng Ye wore a smile, and the usual barrage of deadly questions didn't appear. Every now and then, he glanced at the persimmons placed nearby, afraid they might disappear.
By the end of the class, the students personally experienced his kindness and gentleness, feeling quite indignant about it.
"I think Mr. Feng really likes Youyou's persimmons. They taste so good. I'm planning to ask her if I can buy some to take home for my mom!"
"How come you think just like me!"
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"Ding!"
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
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