She deliberately emphasized the word "sleep." The teacher hadn't noticed it before, but now that she heard her say it, the teacher noticed Chitose, who was sleeping.
This teacher was also arrogant and thought it was an honor for these students to be able to attend her class. What she couldn't stand the most were students who relied on their money but were not good at learning.
I always felt they reeked of money.
Now, when Chitose sleeps in his class, the teacher gets angry.
He slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "Those of you who are sleeping, stand up!"
The students below all looked at Qian Sui and Luo Xinyue with expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.
Luo Xinyue reached out and poked Qian Sui's arm, lowering her voice to say, "Qian Sui, get up, your teacher is calling you."
Luo Xinyue trusted Qian Sui, so she wasn't worried that Qian Sui would be scolded. Although Qian Sui hadn't taken many art theory classes before, the test paper she got a perfect score on at the bookstore last time included questions about art theory.
Luo Xinyue had to think for a long time to answer, but Qian Sui answered it immediately.
When Qian Sui heard Luo Xinyue calling her, she woke up groggily, rubbed her eyes, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Luo Xinyue pointed to the blackboard and said, "The teacher wants you to stand up and answer a question."
Chisui rubbed her sleepy eyes, turned to look at the blackboard, and saw the teacher with an angry face.
Chisui was a little puzzled. The weather was so hot, yet the teacher was still so irritable. Wasn't she afraid of getting a sore throat?
Chitose stood up, yawned, and asked, "Teacher, is there something you need?"
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