We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Wow, why is everyone up so early today?"

Yang Kun opened his eyes at 6:40 and found that everyone else in the dormitory was already washing up.

"Stop joking. We need to be in class for morning self-study at 7:10. If we're late, we'll be punished by standing at the door," Zhao Feng said without looking up as he put on his shoes.

"We're the same." Yang Kun quickly put on his clothes, jumped off the bed, and asked, "Where's Lao Bai?"

"He left a long time ago." Zhao Feng tied his shoelaces, straightened up, and said, "You've known him for a while now. He's always the first one up in our dorm."

"So early?" Yang Kun asked in surprise. "I thought he wouldn't get up until 6:30 at the earliest."

"Hurry up and wash up and have breakfast." Zhao Feng patted Yang Kun on the shoulder, his tone urging him on.

"Don't rush..."

After finishing his breakfast, Li Mubai slung his backpack over his shoulder and walked up to the teaching building. He used to come down from the fifth floor of his dormitory every day, but now he had to climb up to the fifth floor of the teaching building. Want to gain weight? Absolutely not.

He walked to the back door of Class 18, only to find that there were already people in the classroom.

Zhang Hao sat by the window. He looked up at him, then lowered his head to continue reciting his book. There was also a girl sitting behind him, who was also engrossed in her book.

Li Mubai tiptoed back to his seat, put down his backpack, and was suddenly gently poked in the back. He turned around.

"Li Mubai?" The other person's tone carried a hint of uncertainty.

Li Mubai nodded, sizing up the girl in front of him who was wearing large-framed gold-rimmed glasses.

"My name is Lin Xinle. I'm from Class 12 and I'm the vice class monitor now," she introduced herself with a smile.

Class 12 is another class from another class. Li Mubai counted the number of students yesterday. Class 18 has a total of 30 students, 21 of whom came from Class 3. The remaining 9 are top students from the parallel classes.

I don't know if this is the case for Class 3.

"Hello."

"Teacher Zhong asked me to cooperate with you. What do I need to do during morning self-study later?" Lin Xinle asked.

"Hmm—" Li Mubai thought for a moment, "Let's check if everyone recited aloud. If anyone is late or doesn't read, let them stand at the door."

"Okay, I'll start studying now."

Li Mubai nodded, turned around, and took out his book to start memorizing.

In another corner of the classroom, Zhang Hao silently withdrew his gaze.

"Everyone, take out your '64 Must-Memorize Texts for College Entrance Examination Chinese' and turn to 'The Quiet Girl' and 'No Clothes.' You need to memorize these two poems today, and then come to me or the class monitor to pass the test."

The class representative for Chinese language stood beside the podium, holding up that thin booklet.

Li Mubai glanced around the classroom; no one was absent, which was good.

He stood up, picked up a book, and walked around reading as he went, slowly weaving between the tables and chairs. Lin Xinle followed his example and walked in the opposite direction.

"A quiet and beautiful maiden awaits me at the city corner. I love her, but she is not there; I scratch my head and hesitate..."

When Li Mubai read this line, Xie Shu's image suddenly flashed through his mind. She always waited for him quietly in one place, without being impatient or restless, just like the person in this poem.

"Those of you who are weak and listless! Stand up and raise your voices."

A hoarse voice pierced Li Mubai's thoughts. He looked over and saw Zhong Jianjun striding in, textbooks in his left hand and a thermos in his right.

The sound of reading in the classroom suddenly stopped, as if the power had been cut off. Then there was a rustling sound, and everyone slowly stood up.

Zhong Jianjun threw the textbook onto the podium with a thud, and his thermos cup hit the table. His gaze swept across the entire room, from the first row to the last, without missing a single person.

The class representative had already quietly slipped back to his seat, and Li Mubai and Lin Xinle had also returned to their places.

"A quiet and beautiful maiden awaits me at the city corner. I love her, but she is nowhere to be seen; I scratch my head and hesitate!" (Read!)

Zhong Jianjun's voice was like a gong slamming on the ground, powerful and resounding, each word exploding out loud. Li Mubai was the first to be hit, and his ears were ringing. This was no "quiet and beautiful woman" at all; it was clearly "quiet and fierce man".

"A quiet and beautiful maiden awaits me at the city corner..."

The whole class finally started reading aloud together, and it was much louder than before...

"You have five minutes to prepare for class." Zhong Jianjun raised his chin, signaling Zhao Feng to come up and turn on the multimedia system.

Li Mubai unscrewed the water glass and took a sip, only then did he feel that his throat was not so dry.

Ring ring—

"Attend class!"

Li Mubai was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "Stand up."

"Hello, teacher!"

"Please sit down, students." Zhong Jianjun opened the textbook. "The basic part on pronunciation and character recognition was completely reviewed last semester. You can review the wrong answers and common mistakes on your own. I won't go into detail again. Today, we'll move directly to the word discrimination section..."

Forty-five minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Zhong Jianjun neatly closed the book, grabbed his thermos, and left without looking back.

Li Mubai rubbed his eyes. To be honest, although Zhong Jianjun was strict, he was indeed good at lecturing and often pinpointed the crux of the knowledge points.

He glanced at Zhong Jianjun as he left, stood up to get a glass of water, and quickly returned to his seat.

"Hey, go out for some fresh air," Zhao Feng said, leaning closer.

"Let Wang Rui go with you," Li Mubai waved his hand.

"No, Wang Rui has already collapsed onto the table."

Li Mubai turned around and saw Wang Rui sleeping on the table.

"Forget it, I'm not going. I don't want Zhong Jianjun to catch me red-handed again." Li Mubai pointed to the white hemisphere on top of the blackboard.

The small red light on the monitor was flashing on and off.

"Alright, I'm going back to my seat to sleep then."

As soon as Zhao Feng left, Li Mubai saw the monitor on top of the blackboard slowly rotate around. The flashing red light was just like Zhong Jianjun's sharp eyes, as if coldly scanning everyone through the lens.

He lowered his head and pulled out his math textbook.

"Take out the '53' textbook and turn to the section on logical terms."

Compared to Zhong Jianjun, Teacher Chen, who was somewhat familiar with him, suddenly became more approachable. Li Mubai, who had been feeling a bit sleepy, was no longer sleepy and began to listen to the lesson with great interest.

With a few minutes left before get out of class ended, Teacher Chen wrote an example problem on the blackboard, then casually tossed the chalk aside, put his hands in his pockets, and turned around: "Who can solve this example problem from the fifth-grade textbook?"

Everyone lowered their heads, some took out draft paper and started working, while others prayed not to be called on. Li Mubai raised his head and thought for a moment, then understood.

Teacher Chen looked around and was about to call Li Mubai's name when a hand suddenly went up from the corner of the classroom.

"Teacher, I want to try."

Li Mubai looked over and saw Zhang Hao.

Teacher Chen raised her chin, gesturing for him to come up.

Zhang Hao walked up to the podium, picked out a white piece of chalk from the chalk box, stood in front of the blackboard, pondered for a moment, and then began to write.

"I'm done, teacher."

Teacher Chen leaned over and looked at it, then nodded: "Okay, you can go now. Everyone else, copy down the solution steps. I'll explain it in the next class."

Zhang Hao's lips curled up slightly, then he quickly withdrew them. He glanced at Li Mubai, then stepped down from the podium.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Li Mubai was poked in the back again.

"Did you understand the last example problem from Teacher Chen?" Lin Xinle leaned over.

"It's alright."

"Could you tell me about it?"

"Didn't Teacher Chen say that we'd talk about it in the next class?" Li Mubai frowned slightly.

"I want to see if my thinking is correct first."

"Wait a minute, we need to do our morning exercises now."

"Okay." Lin Xinle smiled.