Zhuang Nainai blushed and replied, "Teacher, I don't think that's… appropriate."
She then stole a glance at Si Zhengting.
Si Zhengting instantly felt that something was amiss.
The language teacher noted Zhuang Nainai's bashfulness and decided that there was still hope for her. She was a girl after all. She earnestly preached, "Zhuang Nainai, I assigned an essay on 'dreams.' If this were the college entrance exam, the examiner would have given you a big fat zero! Can't you write something serious?"
Zhuang Nainai protested softly, "I wrote it very seriously!"
The teacher turned red with anger. "How is that serious when you yourself are too embarrassed to read it out loud? Why won't you dare to share a serious essay?"
Zhuang Nainai blinked her huge eyes. "I dare to! I'm just worried that Si Zhengting might feel uncomfortable."
The teacher was lost for words. She was not feeling embarrassed by her essay at all!
