December 5, 2014, Friday morning.
The bell for second period rang. Teacher Guo Ran left the classroom, leaving behind her graceful, willowy silhouette.
Many of the boys reluctantly pulled their gazes back.
Beautiful female teachers in one's youth were often like radiant roses, blooming amid their students' adolescence.
Perhaps years later, when those immature students entered society, weathered life's storms, and built families and careers, they might forget her name, yet still remember her sweet smile and spend the rest of their lives savoring the memory.
The students, in the prime of their youth, felt no nostalgia for the past. They were living through their youth right then, and next came a twenty-five-minute break.
Shen Qing'e gripped her phone tightly, her eyes brimming with a sudden impulse. She desperately wanted to log onto Kuaishou right away, tell Jiang Ning about the fish tank, chat with him all night, and let their souls meld together.
But she held herself back.
Shen Qing'e was no fool. She knew deeply that not only was the order in which people appeared important, but so was the timing of good news. Only when it appeared at the best possible moment could it bring the greatest benefit.
So, she planned to save the good news for a time when Jiang Ning was free—like late at night, when all was quiet—to maximize its effect.
With Guo Ran gone, the classroom immediately became noisy.
Seizing the moment, the beautiful and poised Xin Youling stepped onto the Speech Platform. "Everyone, quiet down. I have some good news about our next class."
Someone shouted, "Isn't the next class Teacher Chen Haiyang's?"
The English teacher, Chen Haiyang, was very strict and extremely domineering. Many students disliked teachers like that, because they had to stay on high alert for the entire class