That made some sense, but Tao Le’s heart was still uneasy. At least know your enemy and know yourself, and you need not fear the result of a hundred battles, but she didn’t even know who her opponent was. This path to graduation seemed fraught with difficulties.
“There’s more…” Liu Haoyue handed over a note, “Your group has a meeting this afternoon. I copied the location from the class monitor; don’t forget it.”
Tao Le glanced at it; huh, the guy’s office was actually in the graduate building. Fine, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. She didn’t believe her luck was worse than Gu Liwen’s! Of course, if this were said four months later, she would definitely scorn her current self, but at that moment, she naively believed in Liu Haoyue’s theory about new teachers, unaware that she was stepping onto a path of no return.
…Path of no return—this phrase indeed came to Tao Le’s mind as she looked around at the group of male students, suddenly having an ominous feeling. She glanced again at the note Liu Haoyue had given her, which said to gather in the sixth-floor lobby, but why were they all men? Could it be that she was the only female in Criminal Law C?
“Tao Le, you’re here,” a voice as cloying as water greeted her, causing her to break out in goosebumps. No wonder she felt uneasy as soon as she got out of the elevator; this effeminate voice belonged to someone in her group. Tao Le turned around with a full smile, “Oh, Fan Jian, you chose criminal law too?”
She couldn’t believe she was making such a sickening sound, like two madams of a brothel waving handkerchiefs and chatting. Fan Jian, what a fitting name for such a character, no wonder his son turned out this way, more feminine than a woman! But no, if he had some charm, he could at least perform as a transvestite, but his looks were an affront to the public. A complete mistake by God!
