Xu Jiayan endured an entire class of the old man's lectures before he was finally able to get away.
Upon exiting, he spotted two little ones peeking around the office door, and as soon as they saw him, they rushed over and said, "Bro, bro, how did it go? The old man didn't give you any trouble, did he?"
"What do you think?" Xu Jiayan gave him a cool sidelong glance.
Xu Jinyan immediately shrunk his neck and acted pitifully, "Bro, I know I was wrong! I definitely won't bang on the desk during class again."
"What else?" Xu Jiayan watched him coldly.
"What else? What do you mean what else?" Xu Jinyan blinked in confusion.
Wasn't it just because of this that the old man wanted to talk to their parents?
Xu Jiayan: "I heard you've been sleeping in class all the time? Is it because the bed at home is too big, so you can't sleep well? Or is it too soft, so you're not sleeping soundly?"
