The classroom drama finally ended with the threat to call her parents. Li Xue immediately choked back her sobs, restoring some peace and quiet to the nearly thirty other students in the room.
Mr. Hong paid her no mind. Seeing that she had quieted down, he walked to the podium with a few stubs of chalk and began the day's lesson.
Of course, he used one of the chalk stubs he was holding.
Substitute teachers of that era were just that crude. If Li Xue hadn't been a girl, Mr. Hong might have given her a good kick over a single piece of chalk.
Throughout the entire class, Li Xue never raised her head. She kept her eyes lowered the whole time, staring at who-knows-what.
Yuan Si, in the back, continued to sit properly. Her eyes were on the blackboard, but she was secretly training her spiritual power. Beside her, Li Zhaohe wore a smug expression, turning every so often to glance at Yuan Si, hoping for another look of approval from his aunt.
