Lanxiang Xiuxian Technical College

On the first floor, seeing Bu Fan squinting his eyes against Beitang Fifth, the two seemed to be chatting in a low voice, Bu Fan was amused by Beitang Fifth, his eyes were bent into crescents, and he didn't know what they were talking about.

Mr. Xia coughed softly, and said, "Well... I have a request, and I would like to ask you for help, can I?"

Bu Fan said in surprise, "Huh?"

Mr. Xia looked at the beating floors of the elevator, seemed to be making up his mind, and said, "I want to entrust you with one thing... I seem to..."

Mr. Xia hesitated, pursed his lips, and said with a frown, "I seem to be...bewitched."