Xiao Ye walked out of Class 7 with a smile.
Class 7's students immediately frowned—would anyone come to save them?!
Yun Yue sat back down, slouching with a rascally posture. Upon seeing the exam paper in her hands, she stuffed it directly into her desk.
Class 7: "..."
They had something to say but weren't sure if it was appropriate.
During the first lesson, the teacher could clearly feel Class 7 had relaxed in their studies—some were talking, others were daydreaming, as if they had regressed to their state half a month ago.
Trouble with the bet against Class 1, more like it. These brats were really driving him crazy!
In the cafeteria at noon.
"Phew, being a good student is so tough!" Wang Ning took a few bites of his meal and felt as if he had been brought back to life.
Yang Xing looked at him, "You haven't seen Class 1. They don't even budge an inch when class is over. Unlike you, sleeping during class and running around like a headless chicken when it's over."
