Elder Kong Begins a Lesson, Really?

Day two, Class One classroom.

Having lived through yesterday's farce, Wang Jiahao behaved much more honestly in class. Aside from sketching and writing on the soul blackboard at the front of the classroom during breaks, he did nothing out of line.

Ye Chenxing had leaped into becoming a true sensation in the class—no, a sensation across the entire campus. The scene of Jing Hongchen and Ye Yulin fighting over him yesterday had spread like wildfire through the school, and early this morning, numerous students came drawn by his reputation, crowding outside the Class One corridor just to catch a glimpse of that genius's dashing demeanor.

His classmates felt a reflected glory, each of them looking forward to attending class with Ye Chenxing.

Yet surprisingly, the seat second to last by the window was completely empty, and Ye Chenxing's figure failed to appear.

"Brother, why hasn't Chenxing arrived yet, do you think something happened?" Meng Hongchen rested her chin in her hands, her long hair draped over the desktop, a hint of worry in her tone.

Xiao Hongchen leaned against the back of his chair, hands resting behind his head, and said lazily, "How should I know? Don't worry blindly; with his talent, if anything really happened, Grandfather and the others would have blown their tops long ago."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, an intoxicated expression appearing on his face, and the corners of his mouth curved into a smug arc: "I have to take advantage of his absence to properly enjoy this feeling of being the number one genius in the Sun Moon."

Hearing this, Meng Hongchen rolled her eyes unceremoniously: "I think you're the vice number one genius."

The smile on Xiao Hongchen's face instantly froze, his mouth twitched, and in the end, he didn't dare