In the afternoon, during history class.
The history teacher, Liang Xun, was in his fifties. He wore black-rimmed glasses, had an upright posture, and dressed old-fashioned, making him look like an antique.
Yet in some respects, he often made startling remarks and lashed out at everyone and everything.
While he was teaching, Ma Shicheng was playing a game behind the mountain of books on his desk.
Standing at the podium, Liang Xun saw it clearly. He had noticed Ma Shicheng long ago and had glanced in that direction several times.
He had not wanted to interfere, but Ma Shicheng was being far too brazen. Not only was he playing games himself, he was even having Wang Longlong beside him watch. Was this some kind of buy-one-get-one deal?
Was that acceptable?
What kind of student behaved like this? Liang Xun could not stand it anymore. This was going too far—they simply did not take him, the history teacher, seriously.
Ma Shicheng was wholly absorbed in his game and paid no attention to the lesson.
Nearly a semester into school, the students had more or less figured out the personalities of each subject teacher. They knew which classes required serious attention and which ones they could play around in.
History teacher Liang Xun belonged to the list of "easy-to-bully" teachers.
Besides, once Ma Shicheng reached his second year of high school and chose between Liberal Arts and Sciences, he would choose science. What did history have to do with him?
Playing was the right thing to do!
Ma Shicheng started another match.
Liang Xun's expression changed. Without saying a word, he stared at Ma Shicheng. The students noticed his expression and followed his gaze, seeing Ma Shicheng bent over his game.
Wang Longlong nudged Ma Shicheng.
Instinctively, Ma Shicheng quickly lowered his