Su Jue's expression turned ugly, even more rigid than when scolded by a teacher.
What did that teacher call Lu Mian?
The top student?
And personally brought her water to drink?
This must be sarcasm, right!
Wan Lin glared at the distracted Su Jue, angrily smacking the test papers onto him, frustrated as if at iron not becoming steel.
"What are you looking at her for, look at yourself! It's already the senior year, how much effort have you put into studying? You want to trade stocks, no one's stopping you, but you've got to keep your grades up, right? What's this now, forsaking the essentials for the trivial?"
Wan Lin's voice grew louder, and Ding Cai could hear it from over there.
He turned his body to not let the noise disturb his precious student.
Lu Mian took a sip of the warm water provided out of the teacher's kindness and smiled, "Teacher, you want to give me extra lessons again?"
