141 - Scary Substitute

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Zhou Lei didn't care one bit about this, however. His head laid on his desk comfortably, his black hair shining with the light coming from outside the window. 

Even with his sloppy figure, he looked more elegant than lazy.

Zhang Liu scanned the class before he started the lecture. He spotted the sleeping Zhou Lei on the corner of the classroom.

"Who's that sleeping over there? Please wake him up."

The teacher pointed at Zhou Lei's seatmate and gestured for him to wake Zhou Lei up. 

The seatmate got startled, but shook his body anyways.

"Ah, wha-huh?" The half-asleep Zhou Lei raised his head. 

As his vision got clearer, he saw a middle-aged man staring at him from the front of the classroom, with his arms crossed.

Zhang Liu sighed before he walked towards Zhou Lei.

"Student, tell me your name." Zhang Liu asked the barely awake Zhou Lei.

However, Zhou Lei answered his question with another question. "Who are you? Where is Mrs. Fang, that old hag?"

It was clear that Zhang Liu's face twitched when he heard Zhou Lei. "...What do you mean, student?"

"I said, where is Mrs. Fang? I bet she got hospitalized again, hehe~" A smile appeared on Zhou Lei's face.

Zhang Liu's face distorted once more. A menacing aura leaked from his body, giving the students the creeps. 

Suddenly, he grabbed Zhou Lei's chin! 

Zhou Lei snapped out right at that moment, staring wide-eyed into the man in front of him. His spine shivered as he gulped slowly. 

Zhang Liu let go of his chin and walked back to the front, his expression back to square one - indifference. 

It was as if the incident didn't faze him at all.

'S**t... we got a scary substitute... Mrs. Fang, please recover soon!'

Zhang Liu adjusted his glasses as he sighed.

'Hai, what a troublesome class. Fang Jinlian...

First, you make me lie that you are hospitalized, even making me forge medical certificates...

Then, you take a trip abroad, for "research purposes"... Research purposes, my ass!

Goddammit, if I didn't owe you one, I wouldn't have accepted to supervise your history classes.'

"Okay, class. Quiet down."

The class was already extremely quiet, but it got even quieter when he spoke. Even the smallest sounds like breathing could be heard within the silence.

Zhang Liu finished setting up his projector. He opened the file on his laptop and displayed it on the whiteboard for everyone to see.

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