Monday, early morning.
The sound of students reading aloud drifted from the classroom, brimming with youthful vitality.
Amid this thriving scene, the students in the back rows of Class 8 were all doing their own thing.
Zhang Chi wolfed down steamed dumplings. They tasted pretty good, especially dipped in Chili Oil and vinegar. Absolutely delicious!
He took another huge gulp of chicken soup and sighed with emotion. Many classmates said Duan Shigang was no good, but Zhang Chi did not see it that way.
Duan Shigang gave him breakfast. He was more than a good person—he was practically a saint!
Wu Xiaoqi hugged a Basketball and slept soundly.
Guo Kunnan stared blankly into space, Hu Jun lined up five coins, and Ma Shicheng focused on playing on his phone.
At the desk in front, Lu Qiqi was talking to Yu Wen. Yu Wen had temporarily switched seats with her deskmate.
Wang Longlong tilted his head toward Class 8's doorway. Through the gap in the front door, he could see Gao Heshaui from the neighboring Class 9, dressed up in a white shirt and looking all proper. With his hands behind his back, he had called Yan Tianpeng out into the hallway and was lecturing him.
Wang Longlong nudged Ma Shicheng. "Ma Ge, did you hear? Gao Heshaui became Class 9's class teacher."
Ma Shicheng pulled off a slick move in his game and did not seem too concerned. "So what? Class 9's the one suffering."
"Wenwen, I've realized something. Compared to my ex-boyfriend, the guys chasing me lately are really pathetic," Lu Qiqi complained.
Yu Wen said, "Worse than Yan Tianpeng?"
"Not that bad. It's just that the places they take me aren't classy enough."
"Didn't that Class 3 boy ask me out during evening self-study yesterday? He said he