During the first period of evening self-study, Gao Heshaui entered Class 8 carrying a textbook.
The moment he stood at the podium, his tall, burly figure was like a mountain.
"Take out yesterday's test paper. We'll go over it."
Gao Heshaui usually did not teach new material during evening self-study. Most of the time, he handed out test papers for everyone to complete.
His strategy was simple: drill them with endless exercises, then clearly explain the problem-solving approach using his own unique understanding.
Gao Heshaui looked imposing, and his voice was loud and resonant when he taught. Even students in the last row could hear him clearly without any effort.
Tonight, the students seemed especially restless. They could not focus on the lesson, and many of them were distracted.
Gao Heshaui could not stand the sight of that. His expression darkened as he called on students to answer questions.
If they could not answer, they had to remain standing.
The tactic worked well. The students who had been zoning out were forced to listen properly.
"Cui Yu, answer this question."
Cui Yu chose B.
Then Gao Heshaui called on his deskmate, Meng Gui.
Meng Gui's face was pale, and he shivered every so often.
Standing beside Meng Gui, Cui Yu wondered whether his good brother was sick.
After all, Meng Gui had gotten soaked that afternoon and run home to change clothes.
The weather was freezing.
Trembling, Meng Gui chose C.
"Jiang Yanan, you answer."
Jiang Yanan chose D.
Gao Heshaui's expression grew even uglier, and he called on Guo Kunnan.
Guo Kunnan had no desire to pay attention to him. His mind was entirely occupied by the tentative "confession" he had sent Xu Yan.
In his eyes was the delicate, captivating Xu Yan. He sat downstairs while Xu Yan