"As you can see! Indeed so!" Cheng Yue sighed and couldn't help but lift his foot to shuffle it around.
"Why were you punished to stand? Making trouble again? How do you expect me to save you?" Yan Ye, holding his book, looked at the three of them with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Although these three students often caused mischief, they had clever minds.
Yan Ye's discovery of them was accidental.
He wasn't originally teaching their course, but he took over someone else's class just once and noticed these three students.
They didn't listen carefully during the lecture, constantly fidgeting.
Yan Ye never went easy on such students, pulling them up to answer questions on the spot. If they answered correctly, they could continue with the class; if not, he would punish them by having them copy the textbook from beginning to end.
Amazingly, these three easily came up with the answers.