"Hmm... Actually, I..." Gu Yu was about to say something more when he heard Teacher Yang shouting from the podium, "Gu Yu, Tang Yuran, do the two of you have more to say?"
With a "swoosh," all the students' gazes were once again directed at them.
Tang Yuran's fair and delicate little face instantly blushed bright red, and she quickly turned away, staring at the textbook on the table, and fell silent.
But Gu Yu, with a relaxed look on his face, said to Teacher Yang, "Teacher, she said the cut on her hand is on her wrist, and it's not easy for her to stick a band-aid with one hand."
"Is that so?" Teacher Yang raised an eyebrow and said to Gu Yu, "Then why don't you help her put it on."
He said this in jest, not expecting Gu Yu to actually nod his head and then say to Tang Yuran, "Stretch out your hand."
...
Tang Yuran's little face was so red it nearly seemed ablaze. Bowed her head, pretending not to have heard Gu Yu's words.
