The chemistry teacher immediately frowned and glared at her. He pointed at the board and shouted, "Zhao Jingwei, solve the question on the board."
It was only when the teacher called her that Zhao Jingwei realized that she was still in class. However, she wasn't listening and didn't know how to solve the question. She pouted as her face turned pale. She stumbled. "Teacher, I…"
Qiao Chen was sitting at the center position of the third row. She heard what Zhao Jingwei said and saw the phone in her hands. Qiao Chen raised her hand.
"Teacher."
As she was the best artist and the top scholar in the class. The teacher knew that she had a bright future ahead of her and decided to listen to her. He stopped frowning and smiled.
"What's the matter, Qiao Chen?"
Qiao Chen tidied her hair and spoke gently. "I just thought of a solution for the questions. May I try?"
