This voice was indeed very familiar, as Su Nanzhi had once given it high praise in her mind.
Before she even turned around, she heard someone jokingly add, "Hey there, student, it's not the weekend today, are you skipping class?"
Listen to that teacher-like voice.
Keeping her face expressionless, Su Nanzhi turned around, and then she saw that Teacher Jiang truly was a male god among the girls at First Middle School. His wet hair was brushed back with one hand, showing off his smooth forehead, which complemented the features on his face as if they were a match made in heaven by the God of Marriage himself.
Teacher Jiang's beauty radiated from the inside out.
"Teacher Jiang, I asked for leave," Su Nanzhi stated an objective fact.
"An unexcused leave?" Teacher Jiang smiled again as he was paying on his phone for the alcohol and gauze he'd purchased.
Apart from his slightly pale lips, you could hardly tell he was injured.
