"Is it a girl or a boy?"
Mo Xiaoxue pulled her gaze back from the distant view and looked at the classmate working furiously on the problem at the front of the classroom.
In every class, there were always a couple of unlucky students who were constantly called on by the teacher or made to solve problems at the blackboard.
And there he was again: someone had been caught by the homeroom teacher and sent up to the blackboard to work out a problem.
But what no one expected was that this time, the student confidently solved it and got the answer right, with no errors in the steps.
Even a Gaokao grader would have given full marks.
Under the homeroom teacher's surprised gaze, the student smiled confidently, dropped the chalk, and walked down from the platform, heading straight for the last row of desks.
"Very good," the homeroom teacher said, offering rare praise.
What was most pleasing to the eye was the student's beautiful handwriting.
You had to admit, aside from being a little weak academically, he was good at everything.
As the homeroom teacher, he had never looked down on the students in the last row.
Why, you ask?
Poor grades were only relative! Class One was the strongest class in the Experimental Class. Even if they were the weakest in their class, they were still better than the strongest students in an ordinary class.
Mo Xiaoxue had no intention of paying attention in class. Her thoughts had long since drifted elsewhere.
It wasn't just that she wanted to know whether her sister-in-law had given birth; she also wanted to know if she was safe.
Mo Xiaoxue pressed the broken Smart Watch and felt annoyed.
Stupid watch. It had to give out at the worst possible moment.
Maybe