The math teacher excitedly picked up the glass of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce and took a small sip of tea. I spat the tea leaves out of my mouth and then calmed down before continuing the lesson.
"Returning from leave."
"Oh no, the academic genius might have heard us." Yin Wei nudged her, her voice low. "Shouldn't you go apologize?"
The voices around her were incredibly annoying, and Nanzhi frowned even more deeply. "Get out!"
But Nan Zhi wasn't someone who had been sent down from below. She was being scolded, and the headache made my already thick hair fall out completely.
The girls from the group next to me noticed my dirty sleeves and immediately offered their help: "Brother Fan, his clothes are dirty, why don't you wear yours?"
"Ah, why..."
The math teacher expressed hope that it was Nam Gyi.
Luo Fan subtly raised his eyes, wanting to see Su Yuan's reaction.
The boys, however, revealed expressions of barely concealed jealousy.
Before class, I waited in the office for about eight minutes. Seeing that get out of class was about to end, Nan Zhi still came. I was a little disappointed. Just when I thought Cha Peng was still the same as before and there was no hope, there was a knock on the door.
Yes or no, we have everything.
Whether those words were small or big, good or bad, the whole class could hear them clearly.
The math teacher left half the class with a heavy heart, while Nanzhi, who usually only slept, followed my pace and studied for half the class.
As I ate, I felt perfectly fine. If you're angry, be angry. What does it have to do with me?
The boys, even if they wanted to play, didn't dare to play loudly, for fear of disturbing the top student's studies.
"Didn't teachers used to spit the tea leaves out of the cup?" Cha Peng frowned. "Wasn't that disgusting?"
The girls all started teasing each other.
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