The weather outside seemed rather gloomy.
The thick clouds blocked out the bright sunlight, painting a layer of ashen grey across the sky, making everyone under this environment feel somewhat oppressed.
However, the students inside Classroom 601 of the Jiuyou Academy main teaching building might disagree.
Compared to the heavy negative pressure inside the room, the vast expanse outside the window seemed harmonious.
Standing on the podium, Professor Yao held a crumpled sheet of mulberry paper between two of his fingers, a frown knitting his brows together:
"Whose homework is this?"
The students in the room carefully turned their heads, discreetly assessing each other, every face appearing suspicious.
Of course, this did not include the few male students sitting by the window in the back row.
Xin Fat Man hesitated for a few seconds.
Then, under Zheng Qing's insistence, he stood up and sheepishly admitted ownership of the paper.
