The interview ended punctually after twenty minutes.
Yan Xiaobei and the still enthusiastic Octavia left the University of Birmingham.
Octavia couldn't stop thinking about how to craft an outstanding news report, and she was very excited, chattering on the way.
"We should go back immediately, you know, Zhuang, I've got so many ideas rushing into my mind right now, each one is a great thought. Professor Lyon is amazing, I completely understand why someone like him would be successful, it's because of his discipline, meticulousness, and seriousness."
"Owelle." Yan Xiaobei called out to him.
"What?" Octavia reflexively stopped, looking up, seemingly reminded of the earlier incident and feeling a shadow over her mind. "What do you want to say, Zhuang?" After confirming there was nothing above her, Octavia asked Yan Xiaobei.
"We should take a different route," Yan Xiaobei said with a strange expression.
"Why?"
"Because a car is coming," Yan Xiaobei said.
