Monday, March 1st.
The new term started today!
A grand school-opening ceremony was taking place at Zhonghai First Primary School, and the grizzled principal was slowly reading his congratulatory speech off the manuscript. In the audience, Pan Da and Du Bishu felt like yawning.
"How much longer is the old man going to talk for?"
Du Bishu complained. "It's been half an hour, and I can't feel my legs."
"Who knows. If it's anything like last term, he'll be talking for another 15 minutes at least…"
A shadow cast over them before Pan Da could go on.
The tall figure was their class teacher. Behind her glasses, her eyes were spitting fire. Her face was expressionless, and she looked very intimidating.
"Pan Da! Du Bishu!"
After calling out their names, the teacher said coldly, "Where's the class president? Take a note of their names. They'll be responsible for cleaning duty today.