The teacher on the stage had a laser pointer in hand, directing its green beam precisely onto Nian Shutong, who was tinkering with her Light Computer with her head down.
Nian Shutong wasn't nervous, but her classmate beside her was anxious enough to want to stand up.
A hand gestured something, while lips moved nervously, yet no sound came out.
"Classmate, don't be nervous."
Nian Shutong had time to comfort her classmate, and by now, she had raised her head. Many students and the teacher on the podium had recognized her.
"Professor Nian?"
The teacher on the podium quickly turned off the laser pointer and took two hurried steps forward, asking Nian Shutong, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm curious about the mecha courses, so I came to listen. I won't disturb you."
Nian Shutong's words were quite fair; the teacher on the podium couldn't say much more and merely nodded, continuing with the lesson.
