When someone listened attentively in class, time flowed past like water. Before anyone knew it, the first period was over.
"Gengar?" Hearing the bell ring, Gengar didn't keep the class late. The whole morning was its class anyway, and it would continue teaching in a little while.
The students were all eager to get outside and move around, and Cheng Tian was no exception. It was just a little inconvenient for him to get out...
Wen Xu was the Ghost-type Elite Four member, but she didn't act the part at all. Earlier, she had casually grabbed a little stool and sat in the back. Later, finding it uncomfortable, she had pulled over one of Gengar's clones to lean against. By now, though, she was sitting entirely on the floor...
The plump Gengar's body had deformed like purple modeling clay as it worked hard to stretch itself out. Wen Xu sat on its belly with her head resting against its face, playing on her Switch in perfect contentment.
Leaning against Gengar was like leaning against a little refrigerator. Wen Xu couldn't have been more comfortable. When had the students ever seen an Elite Four member like this? Every one of them was dumbfounded.
Cheng Tian wanted to get out, but his way was blocked. Seeing how absorbed Wen Xu was in her game, he didn't feel right disturbing her.
He could go around the other side anyway. It wasn't as though he couldn't get out.
After Cheng Tian reached the corridor and stretched a little, a familiar voice sounded behind him. Shen Gun already had a hand on his shoulder. "Fellow Daoist Cheng Tian, how have you found the class?"
"Pretty good. We've got an Elite Four member teaching us," Cheng Tian said with a smile. "What about you? Come to