But before Jiang Zhe could finish packing, his counselor's call came to his cell phone.
It was the middle of the night and I had to leave the dormitory to find the counselor.
On the other end, Zhang Tianyou, whom he had been trying to contact, was actually also in the office of the counselor of the Composition Department.
Also in the office were Zhong Rong and his roommates.
The counselor's face was as dark as iron.
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