Last time, due to midterm review, Xia Xiaoxiao didn't get her glasses made, but after the midterm exams, she eventually did.
Xu Qingfan gazed at her profile with pleasure. Xiao Ruawen endured it for one minute, three minutes, five minutes, until she finally couldn't take it anymore and pushed his head to face forward.
"Pay attention to the class!" she whispered harshly.
Xu Qingfan smiled silently, then once again rested his gaze on her profile.
High-neck sweater, black-frame glasses, the more he looked, the more she resembled May from "The Quintessential Quintuplets".
"Xu Qingfan, read this sentence!" the English teacher, at the end of her patience, said into the microphone.
"Ah..." Xu Qingfan stood up, flipping through the textbook haphazardly.
"Here." Xiao Ruawen handed him her textbook, whispering a reminder.
"China is widely known for its ancient civilisation which has continued..." Xu Qingfan held up the English book and recited fluently.
