It was An Jingzhi's turn to attend class in the morning.
In other teachers' classes, the students were relatively quiet. After realizing that it was An Jingzhi's class in the afternoon, everyone became lazy and relaxed. Even when they saw him walk to the door and stand on the podium in the classroom, they were still talking to themselves and doing their own little actions.
An Jingzhi pushed his black-framed glasses, his face turned cold, and he just kept staring at the students below.
As everyone was talking, they found that the noise in the class was getting quieter and quieter.
Many people looked around in confusion, and finally their eyes stopped at An Jingzhi's face.
The other person's face was so cold that it seemed as if it could freeze ice chips.
Somehow, everyone felt a sense of fear when they saw him like this. Unconsciously, the noise in the classroom gradually disappeared and became quiet.
An Jingzhi glanced coldly at all the students and spoke after a while.
"Come on, why don't you say anything? I gave you time to talk but you didn't say anything?"
"Since you don't want to tell me, then listen to me."
He said expressionlessly, "Class."
Yuanzhu's class was dull and tedious, with students falling asleep after listening to the textbook.
An Jingzhi’s class is different. Today he will talk about an ancient Chinese article about the growth history of an ancient historical figure.
An Jingzhi focused on the growth process of the protagonist of this ancient article based on everyone's preferences.
The students were attracted by the ups and downs of An Jingzhi's life without realizing it, and when An Jingzhi started to give formal lectures, they became more interested.
Two classes passed by unknowingly, and when An Jingzhi announced the end of class, everyone still felt dazed.
"Today's Chinese class was quite interesting."
"Yeah, I thought it had just begun, but it's already over."
"I feel like Teacher An seems a little different."
"Only when you put on those big black-framed glasses do you notice the difference?"
"Is Teacher An nearsighted? Why haven't we heard about it before?"
"I felt like Teacher An was really fierce today. I didn't even dare to move when he looked at me like that."
"Right, right, right! My grandfather is a veteran. When I was little, I would cry just by looking at him. The way Teacher An looked at us just now seemed even scarier than my grandfather's!"
"Teacher An used to not care about what we were doing, right? Why is he suddenly so strict today?"
One of the students suddenly said loudly, "You may not know this, but Teacher An is actually nearsighted. He ignored us before because he couldn't see us at all."
"I also heard other teachers in the office talking about it when I was delivering homework to the teacher."
The other students looked as if they had suddenly understood.
Someone else wondered, "It's understandable that he can't see, but can't he hear us? He didn't seem to care much about our conversations before."
The classmate said mysteriously, "What's wrong with not supervising us? Didn't Teacher An also tell us to be quiet? It's just that no one listened."
"I guess he's so nearsighted that he can't tell who's talking, so he keeps yelling for quiet. No one's listening, and he can't figure out who's talking. To avoid disrupting the class, he just keeps talking."
After hearing his analysis, the others burst into laughter.
"Yes, yes, yes. I feel like if I don't wear glasses for myopia, my hearing will also deteriorate. I don't know what Teacher An was thinking. He actually doesn't wear glasses."
"I actually hoped he didn't deserve it. Now that he has glasses, he's keeping us under strict control. The classes where I used to slack off are gone now."
The boy who was helping the teacher deliver the homework to the office looked at Chen Xiaoling and the other two and said mysteriously, "Do you know why the four of them are not in class today?"
The others immediately became interested, secretly looking at Chen Xiaoling and the other two, and asked excitedly, "Did you know?"
"Of course." The boy said proudly, "They tried to bully Liang Yu again today, and Teacher An caught them red-handed."
These boys were not afraid of what Liang Yu and the others might do. They just thought that a good man should not fight with a woman. Besides, they had no connection with Liang Yu in the first place, so they would not say anything to Liang Yu whether the other party warned them or not.
"Tell me in detail!"
A bunch of male classmates surrounded the boy, and he whispered, "I heard that they blocked Liang Yu in the girls' restroom and wanted to throw cold water on her, but they were caught by Teacher An and a teacher from another class."
He pursed his lips and accused Chen Xiaoling and the other two, "Didn't they skip two classes this morning before coming back? They went home to change clothes. They wanted to throw the water at Liang Yu, but got scared and ended up throwing it on themselves instead."
Some boys who disliked Chen Xiaoling and the other two burst into laughter.
"It's your own fault!"
"Hahaha! These three are so funny, aren't they? I didn't expect Chen Xiaoling to be so embarrassing. What a pity I didn't see it."
Chen Xiaoling and the other two could hear the whispers coming from the group of boys as they sat in their seats. She clenched the pen in her hand tightly, and the grip became tighter and tighter.
The short-haired girl slammed the table and yelled, "If you have the guts, just speak up. What kind of person are you to talk behind people's backs?"
The boy over there was ashamed of what she said, and felt that a grown man should not be afraid of a little girl.
He also stiffened his neck and argued with her, "Can't you three stop talking about others behind their backs? What? Only you can do what others can't?"
The short-haired girl was instantly enraged. She stood up and walked towards the boys, "What did you say? Say it again if you dare!"
The other party suddenly became a little scared. He looked at the boys around him and saw that the boys around him also scattered like birds and beasts. He suddenly became isolated and helpless.
He stammered, "You, what are you doing? A good man doesn't fight with a woman. I don't want to bother with you."
Then he made an excuse to ask the boys in the class if any of them wanted to go to the bathroom. When no one paid attention to him, he left dejectedly with the excuse of going to the bathroom.
The short-haired girl glared at the boys around her angrily, then sat back next to Chen Xiaoling.
"Everyone knows about this! This is so embarrassing."
"If they know, then they know. They will know sooner or later anyway." The girl with long hair didn't care too much.
She glanced at Liang Yu, who had been sitting quietly in his seat with his back straight, doing his homework.
"How on earth should we apologize to her so that she will forgive us?"
Chen Xiaoling rubbed her head irritably. "How about buying her something as a gift? Isn't her family's situation bad? Just treat it as giving away a beggar."
The long-haired girl shook her head. "I don't think she'll accept it."
The short-haired girl said angrily, "This is not allowed, that is not allowed, it's so annoying." If I had known earlier, I would not have bullied Liang Yu, otherwise there wouldn't be so many problems.
She suddenly felt a little resentful towards Chen Xiaoling who proposed to bully Liang Yu.
Liang Yu’s deskmate also heard the discussion in class.
She secretly wrote a note and pushed it over.
Liang Yu looked at a piece of paper handed to him from the side, which read:
[Did the three of them bully you again this afternoon?]
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