Qin Yi's eyes quietly swept over the crowd around him, and finally his gaze fixed on the scarlet digits of the electronic clock on the wall, falling into deep contemplation.,His heart pounded, his lips moving soundlessly as he muttered a few incoherent words. The tension in his nerves eased, replaced by boundless joy.,This son of a bitch is bullying me in front of everyone, what's left of my face if this gets out。