Lu Xun's appearance caused a sensation.
Classmates gathered around him, bombarding him with questions, forcing the history teacher to cough once to maintain classroom order.
It wasn't until a while later that the commotion finally died down.
Returning to his seat, his deskmate Wuer raised his skeleton face, scrutinizing him from head to toe, soul fire flickering in his eye sockets, staring at him for a long time.
"What are you looking at?" Lu Xun glanced at him, "Don't recognize me?"
"Brother Lu, you managed to hide so deeply, quietly becoming such an amazing master of appraisal." Wuer said sadly, "We're supposed to be brothers, yet you kept me in the dark."
He felt truly shocked.
As Lu Xun's deskmate, Wuer thought he was the person who understood Lu Xun the most in the entire school.
But now, just as Lu Xun said.
Even Wuer felt somewhat unfamiliar with him.
He had been quiet for so long, and now he has surprised everyone.
