Olivia Lane added, "Scroll through the messages above and mimic my tone. I can't keep my eyes open."
As soon as she finished speaking, Daisy Zane heard the steady sound of breathing. She had fallen asleep...
Daisy Zane glanced at her, opened the chat, scrolled through the messages, and sent a message imitating her tone.
A voice message quickly responded from the other side.
Without listening, Daisy Zane put her cell phone on her bed, touched her face again, then went down the stairs, sat at the desk, and waited for the others to leave together.
...
The English teacher was in charge of today's morning self-study, and she was the homeroom teacher of the neighboring 15th Class.
By the time the three of them arrived at their class, almost everyone had already arrived.
The teacher came early, too.
Some people had even arrived more than half an hour earlier.
Some were memorizing words, and some were writing English papers.
