Morning.
No.2 Experimental Primary School began classes.
A familiar musical tone rang. A forty-something-year-old female teacher holding some lesson plans entered the classroom, "Good morning, students."
"Attention!" a class representative shouted.
Everyone stood up at the same time, "Good morning, teacher!"
The language teacher smiled. "Students, please be seated."
The other children were pretty well-behaved and listened to instructions accordingly, except for Chenchen. Her movements were slower by a beat, without any spirit and a look of disinterest. It was like she was not properly fed her meals. Zhang Ye had never seen Chenchen smile sincerely before, not even once. Her smile was always "Hur Hur", like a cold sneer which always hung from her face.
Zhang Ye prodded her, "Pay attention."
Little Chenchen just nodded in acknowledgment.
