If someone had been in front of him at the moment, they would have definitely noticed that his hand was trembling with anger as he wrote, each stroke excessively forceful.
"Dude, how can you hear us when we're speaking so softly?" The few boys who had their names noted, suddenly twitched at the corners of their mouths, almost wanting to kneel down in submission.
"Still talking?" Gu Zhihan gave them a cold glance and promptly noted their names once more.
He suddenly felt that being the class monitor was not without its perks.
"..."
We dare not, we dare not anymore.
This time the boys finally shut their mouths, but deep down they couldn't help but think he was a freak for having such sharp ears, even hearing such soft whispers.
In fact, it wasn't that Gu Zhihan had exceptionally keen ears, but rather because they mentioned the words "Luo Mengmeng," he became fully attentive and eavesdropped...
