The Art of Watching: English Class.
Chen Haiyang arrived with his textbook, the setting sun slanting across his bald head and making its sharp oily sheen glint blindingly.
At that moment, Chen Haiyang was no longer an ordinary English teacher. He was light itself!
Because Chen Haiyang had a fiery temper, most Class 8 students feared him and did not pull any tricks in his class.
After all, this was a teacher who dared to curse out even the Grade Director of the first-year cohort.
Chen Haiyang rattled off a sentence in English, roughly meaning, "Students, open your textbooks. We'll continue yesterday's lesson."
Ma Shicheng in the back row looked utterly lost. His English was especially terrible.
Ma Shicheng simply stopped listening to the lesson. He pulled out a tiny English dictionary and began memorizing words.
Wang Longlong looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened in shock.
What the hell? Ma Ge actually started studying!
He was one hundred percent sure he had not seen wrong. Ma Shicheng was looking through an English dictionary!
No matter how Wang Longlong thought about it, he could not understand why Ma Ge had suddenly begun studying. He was utterly baffled.
Then Wang Longlong felt relieved. Ma Ge was finally putting in effort.
In this Monthly Exam, Ma Ge's score had been absolutely insane—he had ranked first in the entire school, from the bottom.
He had scored far worse than Wu Xiaoqi, even when Wu Xiaoqi was performing normally.
Wu Xiaoqi himself had said that in every exam, he usually slept for an hour first. Just before leaving the exam room, he woke up, grabbed his pen, and randomly filled in a couple of answers.
And he still scored better than Ma Shicheng.
Ma Shicheng studied English intently. He planned