After Wang Yue and Tian Jingjing said goodbye, he followed Xuan Mo to Classroom 13. He was still wondering whether he should really get started, but he hadn't had long to think before class began. Their physics teacher immediately turned his whole idea of teachers upside down.
Wang Yue had been to many worlds and met plenty of teachers. Some of them had coasted through their jobs, of course, but never before had he met one who blamed his students for being stupid because he couldn't teach them properly.
After the physics teacher entered the classroom, he thought about how poorly Class 13 had done on the physics exam and glared at the students in fury. Then he openly vented his frustration, roaring, "Your class is the worst in the whole school! How many times have I told you? Go home and memorize those formulas properly! If you'd memorized them, how could you have failed this test?"
The bespectacled boy sitting beside Xuan Mo heard the teacher and replied meekly, "Teacher, I really did try to memorize them. But even after I learned them, I still couldn't understand the material."
The physics teacher hadn't expected anyone in this lousy class to talk back. He walked up to the student with his pointer and sneered, "If you don't understand, that just means you're stupid! What's in that head of yours? Tofu pudding?"
The boy had only spoken up because he wanted the teacher to explain the problems properly. He hadn't expected to provoke the teacher's fury. Now he was trembling with fear, head bowed, and didn't dare say another word.
The physics teacher was pleased that he'd cowed the boy, but he still wasn't satisfied. He rapped his pointer against the desk and said to the whole class, "Everyone, hold out