A Max-Level Boss with a Sickly Script

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18. Yet, she survived. Because of a pair of extraordinary eyes, her heart gradually became calm and unperturbe...

Chapter 188 Good Deskmate

Chapter 188 Good Deskmate

The classroom fell into indescribable silence again.

Until the sports committee member trembled in disbelief and said, "I don't believe it. This must be a nightmare. Where is my music teacher?"

At this moment, everyone was wailing in their hearts.

"Lao Lin, please, today is not April Fools' Day, please release our music teacher."

Lin Wencheng looked at the various expressions under the podium with satisfaction, "What's wrong? Do you all dislike me, your music teacher, so much?"

Du Zijin whispered, "Could it be that you, old man, could we arrange the electronic positive load into musical notes?"

Ye Ting was silent for a while and then said, "...Forget it. Physics is already terrible enough. Let's not let it mix with music, okay?"

Su Nanzhi: “…”

The final result was not so crazy as to let Teacher Lin teach them music on stage.

This class was clearly a relaxation session for the seniors. Teacher Lin was very generous: "Don't do the exercises in this class. Do them during evening study. Now let's watch a movie."

Showing movies in music class?

Lao Lin, the school leaders should talk to you.

Then everyone saw Lin Wencheng pull out a copy of "The Phantom of the Opera" from his USB drive.

“…”

Du Zijin raised his hand: "Lao Lin, isn't this a musical? How can it be a movie? You're selling dog meat under the guise of sheep meat?"

Lao Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "Student Du Zijin seems to be quite knowledgeable. Then go sit on the podium and urge the students to watch the musical."

Du Zijin: "Ah, Teacher Lin, I think doing it on top will affect my viewing experience and will also block the students."

Lin Wencheng: "Then watch carefully from below."

Okay.

Music and plot combined.

Su Nanzhi looked up and slowly put down his pen. A group of people around him lowered their heads, listening to the voice above and working hard.

When Du Zijin, the student in front of me, heard that he didn't have to study hard in this class, he immediately put down his pen.

Old Lin seemed to be deliberately trying to antagonize everyone. He walked down from the podium and stared at everyone one by one, "Come on, stop writing, watch the musical, and practice your English listening."

“…”

It’s okay if you don’t put down your pen. Teacher Lin is watching you do your exercises. Oh, you are doing physics exercises, what a coincidence.

Under Lin Wencheng's gentle gaze, more and more students gave in.

It was not until Lin Wencheng walked to Su Nanzhi's side that he found that she was supporting her head with her right hand, her eyes closed, and she was immersed in her sleep very peacefully.

Lin Wencheng: “…”

How can this girl sleep so well?

This was not the first time he caught Su Nanzhi sleeping in class.

Lin Wencheng looked at Ruan Yingtao, who was concentrating on watching the musical next to him, and said, "Yingtao, do you think your deskmate can sleep comfortably like this?"

Ruan Yingtao looked back and whispered, "I don't feel well."

"Then why don't you do something?"

Ruan Yingtao timidly glanced at the head teacher again, then cautiously poked Su Nanzhi, "Zhizhi, Teacher Lin told you to sleep on your stomach, but it's not comfortable to sleep propped up like this."

Then they could see Su Nanzhi slowly lying down, finally resting her head on her arms, and sleeping even more soundly.

Lin Wencheng: Is this what he meant?

After seeing her deskmate sleeping on his stomach, Ruan Yingtao turned her head back as if she had finally accomplished something extremely important, and looked at the screen with her round eyes.

Lin Wencheng: “…”

He glanced at Su Nanzhi, who was sleeping with an arrogant look on her face, and stared at her for a while, but she didn't feel anything at all.

(End of this chapter)