Occasionally, she would quietly turn a page, and there would be a slight rustling sound.
Her impetuous mood seemed to have calmed down all of a sudden.
In such an environment, the mid-term exam arrived as scheduled.
Unsurprisingly, Class 3-3 was still first in the entire grade.
Their results were becoming more and more stable, and it made Wang Zhongyun's smile stick to his face.
But he knew that even to outsiders, he would say the same thing: the credit was not his. He attended classes on time and taught them well, but these good-for-nothings did not change because of him.
And with Song Yaoyao's practice papers, he could clearly see the progress.
