C361 You like to Accept Not to Accept

There were about six to seven people. There were those with flowers, those with fruits, and even those with paper and pen. They were most likely reporters and parents.

"Teacher Zhou, we are parents."

It was a woman, and behind her stood four or five women, carrying flowers and fruit.

They stared straight at Zhou Yanchen, treating Mo Xirann as air.

Zhou Yanchen frowned and said lightly