Huo Yuhao took out a cake and handed it to her. He had bought it on his way home from work after spotting it in a pastry shop, intending to bring it back for his mother, but now he could only reluctantly part with it.
Seeing Huo Yuhao pull an exquisite cake from his Storage Soul Guidance Device as if performing a magic trick, the girl let out a snort of laughter, and much of the sorrow in her eyes faded.
"It's nothing much. I just didn't expect our teacher this year to still be that Old Hag, Zhou Yi. Over the past two years, last year and the year before, she's kicked nearly twenty students out of our class for all sorts of reasons. There are only a little over fifty people in our class!"
As she spoke, irritation crept across the girl's face. She vigorously scratched at her hair. "I was only middle-of-the-pack in our class to begin with, and now that old woman is still teaching us this year. Who knows when I'll get kicked out? If that really happens, how am I supposed to explain it to my father and mother when I go home?!!!"
The more she spoke, the more agitated she became. Her originally cute little face scrunched into a ball as she rubbed her cheeks with both hands, utterly unconcerned with her appearance.
"Physical training, all she knows is that shitty physical training. Every day it's either sprinting or running with weights. What the hell are we even running for?"
After chatting with the girl for a while, Huo Yuhao finally understood why she was under such immense pressure—why she had been driven into a corner of the library, quietly sobbing while still not daring to slack off in her studies.
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