C50 Good News for Teacher Xiao

Weekends passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was Monday and time for school again.

However, I did not ask my grandpa to wake me up. Instead, I carried my backpack to Little Fatso's house and waited for him to leave.

As I expected, Little Fatty was still sleeping soundly like a dead pig, with a pillow full of saliva dripping down his face. From time to time