Bang!
Quan Si stared at the bottom of the book, and sure enough, a dead insect had fallen to pieces underneath.
The fan was squeaking as it turned, bringing a breath of cool breeze in the sweltering summer.
The students in Class 19 usually don’t have many questions. Jiang Xiyue yawned on the podium and finally fell on the table in a daze.
Quan Si took out his phone and showed it to Xu Sheng.
"Look, Sister Xu, I think this man's mother is similar to your mother."
Fan Jianfei also joined in the fun and looked over.
It is an software that records people's moods, and all the people on it are anonymous.
"I've been following her for several years. She seems quite depressed. Just recently she was saying something about being forced to excel by her family."
Xu Sheng glanced at it indifferently, and then continued to look at his phone.
With a bang, the door was opened by Ye Wuyun, startling Jiang Xiyue who was sitting on the podium and standing up in a daze.
"I didn't sleep! Don't deduct money!"
"…Hahaha."
The students on the podium laughed.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Jiang, I scared you..."
Ye Wuyun was also quite embarrassed and tried to calm himself down.
"Classmates, everyone knows that the Art Festival is coming soon. In previous years, our class always won first place in some talent show at the Art Festival. This year, everyone should work hard!"
All the students in Class 19 know that Ye Wuyun likes to organize art festivals.
"Except for the guzheng, everyone else signed up enthusiastically!"
After saying that, Ye Wuyun distributed the registration form he brought with him.
"Fan Jianfei, why don't you allow me to sign up for the Guzheng?"
Quan Si turned around and asked.
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