C9 Lesson of the Homeroom Teacher

Class 18's homeroom teacher — also their mathematics teacher — was an older teacher in his fifties. His name was Yang Daoshen.

His hair seemed to reflect his age quite accurately as not many strands of white hair remained on the top of his head, revealing a large bald patch of skin.

The wrinkles on his face were crisscrossing, like the ravines in a plateau.

Inside a pair of ancient rimless glasses, his eyes were always narrowed into slits — looking as listless as ever.

His method of lecturing and teaching too lived up to his old age, unchanging despite the years he had been a teacher.

No matter how serious or intent the students were in listening to his lecture, it was hard for them to avoid falling asleep in class.

Realizing that he was only a few years away from retirement anyways, he now lacked the passion that he once had for teaching.

Thus, he often pretended not to notice the actions of some students.

For example, Qin Loong's yellow-dyed hair and Zhou Hao's comic book…

As well as Ye Hong, who was currently snoring like Snorlax in his deep slumber.

He only shot a glance at Ye Hong before taking out his teaching plan and textbook as if every thing was normal.

The calm and aged voice slowly sounded. "Students, please open the textbook to page 12. Today, we will be learning about functions…"

The classroom was rather quiet, except for the sound of Yangdao's chalk brushing against the blackboard, as well as the occasional sound of him flipping his books.

Suddenly, in the middle of the lesson, an untimely voice resounded through the classroom.

"Report!"

Yang Daoshen turned around suspiciously and asked, "Qin Loong, what is it?"

The person who suddenly stood up with his hands raised, was Qin Loong.

His lips curling up into an evil smile, Qin Loong then pointed to Ye Hong at the back row and said loudly, "Teacher Yang, I report that Ye Hong sleeps every day in class, which has affected my studies!"

Hearing this, the people nearby could not help but snicker.

Qin Loong was simply a playboy who had nothing better to do than to pick up girls. Since when did he dare to say so brazenly that others would affect his studies?

Besides, what does it have to do with him?

However, no one tried to stop him after taking notice of the bad intentions hinted through his voice.

Qin Long was obviously targeting Ye Hong. Why else would he call out Ye Hong's name when there were so many other students sleeping in class?

Apart from Zhang Xuewei, everyone else revealed an expression of watching a good show.

Yang Daozhen frowned and said, "Zhang Xuewei, please wake your table partner up."

Zhang Xuewei looked anxious as she gently pushed Ye Hong's body, "Ah Hong, wake up."

However, Ye Hong didn't react at all since he was currently immersed in a beautiful dream of his future.

"Teacher, look! That brat does not even put you in his eyes! " Qin Loong's face was suddenly filled with rage. "Not only did he affect me, but he had also affect Xuewei's studies!"

"Eh?" Hearing that she was called out, Zhang Xuewei raised her head slightly in shock, "No, it's not that..."

But before she could finish, Qin Loong interrupted her and suggested, "Teacher, I say that Xuewei should be moved away from Ye Hong's side."

This sentence immediately exposed Qin Loong's intention as the entire class immediately let out a few mocking whistles.

Before this, Qin Loong and Zhang Xuewei had been secretly shipped together by the other students of Class 18 who had had nothing else to waste their time on.

Now that they saw Qin Loong's performance, how could they not understand his true intentions and even support his stance?

"It seems like Qin Loong and Zhang Xuewei are more compatible."

"Hah! If Ye Hong was as handsome as Qin Loong, I would have confessed to him already!"

Yang Daoshen's frown turned into that of a waning crescent. He then coughed loudly to stop the noise in the classroom.

Following that, he walked up to Ye Hong's table and slammed it heavily.

Qin Loong, who was at the side, couldn not help but reveal a satisfied expression as if his trick had succeeded.

*Thump! Thump! Thump!*

The loud sound of the table slamming caused Ye Hong's entire body to tremble before he slowly opened his eyes.

When he realized that the person in front of him was his homeroom teacher, he rubbed his still-heavy eyes and asked, "What's the matter, Teacher? Do you want me to solve a question?"