Teacher Zhao turned his head, squinted at Tang Yuran, and then asked with a chuckle, "Slept in again??"
"..." Tang Yuran looked at him with some embarrassment, not sure whether to nod or shake her head.
"Luckily, you still made it on time," Teacher Zhao said with a somewhat helpless shake of his head before waving her over, "Come in, be earlier next time."
"Thank you, Teacher Zhao." Tang Yuran quickly grabbed her bag and jogged to her seat.
Gu Yu looked up, glanced at Tang Yuran, frowned, and said nothing.
The morning reading session passed peacefully.
After the class, class representatives from each subject started to collect homework, and Tang Yuran took out her completed assignment from her bag. After handing it to the group leader of her group, she finally let out a long sigh of relief.
But before she could fully relax, a deep voice resonated from behind her, "Tang Yuran."
