Chapter 388: Brother, Can I Get Your WeChat?
Chapter 388: Brother, Can I Get Your WeChat?
And Song Yi, she will definitely get to the bottom of it!
...
Meanwhile.
The school is filled with youthful harmony.
In the classroom, Song Nuan sits quietly at her desk solving problems.
The students are also revising diligently, the classroom is silent, not a single person is speaking.
At this moment, the teacher pushes the door open and enters.
Clapping her hands: "Everyone pause your homework for a day, the teacher has something to say."
Song Nuan keeps her head down and doesn’t respond, focusing intently on her physics problems.
She doesn’t want her thoughts on solving problems to be disrupted by the teacher.
All the students stop, except for Song Nuan who continues writing furiously.
The teacher stands at the podium, clearly spotting Song Nuan.
The teacher frowns: "Song Nuan!"
Song Nuan remains unmoved, doesn’t even lift her head, and continues moving her pen nonstop.
The teacher is at her wit’s end, picks up a chalk from the box and throws it at her.
"Ow—" Song Nuan gets hit in the forehead by the chalk, cries out and covers her forehead.
Her almond eyes widen and look at the teacher on the podium, her soft voice filled with discontent: "What’s that for?"
"If you have something to say, just say it, it’s not like I don’t have ears, why must you control my actions?"
"Isn’t listening with my ears enough?"
"You..." The teacher is frustrated, knowing Song Nuan is someone who often says shocking things and is hard to manage.
Song Nuan is also displeased about being interrupted in her problem-solving.
The teacher takes a deep breath, it’s said this little girl has backing and influence. She puts up with it.
"I now announce, we’ll head to the playground shortly for a fire drill. Firefighters will come over to educate us about fire prevention."
"Now immediately go to the playground and line up, class monitor will take attendance."
Song Nuan: "Can I not go?"
"You cannot not go!" The teacher has had enough: "I know you love studying, but there needs to be a limit, you have plenty of time to study, missing this won’t make a difference. This is about safety, you must go learn and listen."
"If a fire really breaks out, you’ll lose your life, so how are you going to study then?"
"Hahaha..." The classmates all laughed upon hearing this.
Song Nuan: "..."
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Eventually, unwillingly, she goes to the playground to line up.
Not sure why, but the sun is especially bright today, dazzling her eyes.
The principal on the stage is saying formal words, Song Nuan gets sleepy listening, she thinks solving a few problems would be more satisfying.
She looks around, all the teachers are listening attentively, some students are quietly chatting.
Song Nuan thinks for a moment, planning to sneak away from the crowd.
And indeed, she does so.
Crouching her body.
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