Class 8, Grade 11.
Math Teacher Gao Heshaui strode into Class 8. As his imposing figure appeared, every stray sound faded away, and everything returned to silence.
He scanned the room and locked onto Wu Xiaoqi in the last row.
Because he got up at four every morning to play basketball and had long suffered from insufficient sleep, Wu Xiaoqi was always catching up on sleep during class.
Gao Heshaui's facial muscles twitched. He shouted, "Wu Xiaoqi, wake up!"
His voice echoed through the classroom, but Wu Xiaoqi continued snoring away, drool winding freely across his textbook.
Gao Heshaui shouted again. The thunderous sound carried into the neighboring Class 9, startling transfer student Ji Xuan. Are the teachers at No.4 Middle School really this bad-tempered? Scolding students so early in the morning?
Gao Heshaui roared several more times, making the entire class's heads ache. He stopped to catch his breath, exhausted from shouting, yet he still hadn't managed to wake Wu Xiaoqi.
In his fury, Gao Heshaui dearly wanted to give Wu Xiaoqi a good beating. Unfortunately, the current school environment did not permit teachers to beat students. If it got exposed, it would definitely damage his career.
Gao Heshaui swallowed his anger. "Miao Zhe, wake him up!"
Miao Zhe adjusted his Gold-Rimmed Glasses. He looked rather refined.
He had once worn old-fashioned black plastic-framed glasses, but after consulting Lu Qiqi's makeover guide, his appearance had undergone a dramatic transformation.
Miao Zhe did not slap him awake. He called, "Wu Xiaoqi."
Gao Heshaui frowned. What does that mean? Are you brushing me off too?
Then Miao Zhe added, "Get up and play basketball."
Wu Xiaoqi instantly woke up and sprang from his seat. Looking around in panic, he asked urgently, "I heard someone was asking me to play basketball?"