"Ring—"
The bell marking the end of the first evening self-study period rang.
Senior High, Class 1-4.
Xue Jian, who was supervising the class, heard the bell and slightly adjusted his sitting posture. He rubbed his right shoulder with his left hand, unconsciously relaxing a little, though his gaze remained fixed on the paper in his hands.
He did not get up to rest in the office or light a mosquito coil. Ding Sihan beside him was still asking him questions, and he had to answer them first.
"This question—"
"Huh? Lin Li? Why are you back already?"
Bai Bufan's clearly audible, surprised question came from the hallway.
Xue Jian had not answered earlier because he had been reading the problem. Now that he had already figured out how to explain it and was about to speak, he heard the noise outside and closed his mouth again, frowning slightly as he strained his ears.
Who said you couldn't tell a good horror story in a single sentence?
Hadn't Bai Bufan just done it with ease?
"I came back to eat an Apple."
Lin Li's voice actually followed, making Xue Jian's hand holding the test paper tremble.
Alarm, alarm. Level-one alarm.
That brat had actually returned from the multimedia hall.
Still, though the voices were clear, neither Bai Bufan nor Lin Li appeared outside the door. Even through several open windows, Xue Jian could not see them.
"An Apple? What Apple?" Bai Bufan's voice continued.
"Haha, I heard during tutoring that Class 6's homeroom teacher gave every student an Apple. If even their teacher did that, how could our dear Teacher Xue possibly not give us any?
No need to think about it—I definitely have an Apple on my desk right now, don't I?
Tsk tsk, Bufan, were you trying to