I've got nothing to say.
"You." Like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, Mrs. Liu swept her gaze over the lot of you, speaking with a sour tone, "Sit down."
When she uttered the words "Sit down," she was so full of disappointment.
No less than when the big brother on your team types out "Build tank" during a game.
Emotionally, there was a connection.
And so, wronged as everyone was, they reluctantly took their seats.
Class continued.
Since nobody dared to offend Mrs. Liu, the lesson went very smoothly.
Towards the end, her mood wasn't that bad anymore.
It was just that everyone clearly saw Mrs. Liu, while teaching in the classroom, would lean against Chen Yuan's desk for a really long time!
There it was, the overt favoritism for her top disciple!
Ah, Mrs. Liu, you big dummy (said in a super low voice to avoid scolding).
The class ended as Mrs. Liu's mood gradually improved.
Then, she left the classroom.
Afterward, everyone started to complain.
