That afternoon was Teachers' Day.
Many teachers had already received gifts.
In the offices, all kinds of gifts sat on the teachers' desks. Some teachers had even started showing off how thoughtful and exquisite their students' gifts were.
Only the desks in the Computer Science Office looked a little bare.
Qiu Panyuan stood at the podium, dropping hints to the students below.
"Today is Teachers' Day."
After saying that, he looked at the students and found them all staring at him.
Li Haoyang, seated in the front row, asked with a baffled expression, "Teacher Qiu, what about Teachers' Day?"
Qiu Panyuan's mouth twitched.
He cleared his throat and continued, "I am a People's Teacher."
On Teachers' Day, he was a teacher.
That was already an obvious enough hint. How could these computer science major students still fail to understand what he meant?
Li Haoyang asked, somewhat confused, "Teacher, aren't we having class today either?"
Qiu Panyuan: ...
He took a deep breath, then let it out heavily, adjusting his mindset.
"Students, we Chinese have valued respecting our teachers and elders since ancient times."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Haoyang opened his mouth, about to say something, when Qiu Panyuan cut him off.
"Li Haoyang, shut up."
"Oh."
Li Haoyang lowered his head.
[Class monitor has been muted by the teacher]
Qiu Panyuan turned his gaze toward Luo Ye.
Thinking of how Luo Ye had spoken up for him when his parents criticized him last time, Qiu Panyuan's opinion of him had changed considerably. He now looked at him with great fondness.
"Student Luo Ye, I know you've always had high emotional intelligence. You must have prepared something, right?"
"Prepared what?" Luo Ye asked doubtfully.
"Today is Teachers' Day." Qiu Panyuan repeated the first thing he had