C124 Don't want to be humiliated

In the evening, everyone went back to their own rooms to rest. Shulan quietly slipped out of the room and came to the door of Song Haojun's bedroom.

A small yellow light was lit on the bedside. Song Haojun was holding a piece of paper, writing something down. As he heard the knock on the door, he didn't move. He was still lying on the bed, drawing on the paper