"Ah, my life really is nothing but misery."
Sitting in his office chair, his mouth full of sores, Mr. Ma stared at the ceiling with all hope drained out of him. He seriously wondered what terrible sins he had committed in his past life to end up like this in his current one.
Back in the day, he had been so full of ambition. When he first took the job, he had burned with a passion to nurture the nation's budding flowers and help them grow up healthy and strong.
Who would have thought that ten years later, his passion would be extinguished, his figure would be ruined, his hair would be gone, and he would still be single...
Knock, knock, knock!
A sudden flurry of knocking rang out like a summons from the grim reaper.
"Mr. Ma, I'm here to see you."
With that, a boy with a small frame but enough swagger to punch through the sky pushed open the door and cautiously peered inside.
The instant he appeared, everyone in the office-veteran teachers, young teachers, and even the students called in for a scolding-fell utterly silent. They all lowered their heads and devoted themselves to playing dead.
"Sir, I came to... ow!"
The boy at the door was trying to say something, his gaze shifty, when he suddenly took a club to the head.
"If you're not going in, quit blocking the damn doorway! You're so annoying!"
Zuo Ci watched speechlessly as the poor fool fell flat on his face. Then he resignedly dragged him aside by the legs before swaggering into the office.
At the sight of Zuo Ci, the teachers who had been playing dead wished they could actually die.
"Morning, Mr. Ma! What's for lunch today?"
Zuo Ci didn't seem to notice the strange