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Chapter 344: Chapter 261: Observing Art
English class.
Chen Haiyang came with his textbook, the setting sun slanting over his bald head, casting a sharp, dazzling sheen.
At that moment, Chen Haiyang was no longer just an ordinary English teacher—he was the light!
Because of Chen Haiyang’s volatile temper, most students in class eight were quite wary of him and refrained from fooling around during his lessons.
After all, this was the teacher who dared to curse out the head teacher of the first-year students.
Chen Haiyang blurted out a sentence in English, roughly meaning, "Students, open your textbooks and continue from yesterday’s lesson."
Ma Shicheng, sitting in the back, looked utterly confused, as he was particularly weak in English.
Ma Shicheng simply stopped paying attention to the lesson and took out a small English dictionary to start memorizing words.
Wang Longlong, eyes wide as if he’d seen a ghost, was shocked:
"What’s happening? Brother Ma is actually studying!"
He was one hundred percent sure he wasn’t seeing things—Ma Shicheng was looking at an English dictionary!
Wang Longlong couldn’t figure out why Brother Ma had suddenly started studying.
He was full of doubts.
Soon after, Wang Longlong felt relieved that Brother Ma was finally making an effort.
This time during the monthly test, Brother Ma’s score was incredibly, the worst in the entire school.
Even behind Wu Xiaoqi, who usually performed poorly.
You see, Wu Xiaoqi once mentioned that he would typically sleep for an hour during each exam, and just before leaving the exam hall, he would wake up and randomly scribble a few answers.
And he still scored better than Ma Shicheng.
Ma Shicheng was earnestly studying English, planning to start from scratch and master the language.
While Chen Haiyang lectured from the podium, the students below listened intently, students like Chen Qian often frowned in deep thought due to their intense focus.
In the south side, Xue Yuantong hadn’t looked up once, his phone blatantly displayed on the desk.
Naturally, Chen Haiyang noticed this scene. Though strict, he was also a man of his word.
At the beginning of the school year, he had declared that if anyone scored high on the English exam, as long as they didn’t disrupt the class, they could do whatever they wanted.
Having taught for twenty years, what type of student hadn’t Chen Haiyang seen?
Xue Yuantong truly didn’t need his supervision.
In the classroom, in the northeast corner.
There was another scene altogether.
Cui Yu’s eyes gleamed with flames. He couldn’t understand Chen Haiyang’s English lesson at all, nor did he want to listen.
Cui Yu was a man of strong opinions; he didn’t want to learn English, feeling it was utterly useless.
Compared to studying English, he had more important things to do.
Cui Yu glanced at Chen Haiyang and, seeing him looking the other way, sneakily took out his phone and swiftly set it upright in front of him.
His desk was piled up with books like a mountain, completely hiding the phone.
Cui Yu thought that Chen Haiyang wouldn’t notice.
He nudged his desk mate, Meng Gui.
Then, he opened a video streaming app during class.
The video loaded quite fast, faster than during the breaktime, making Cui Yu quite relieved. It seemed there were no mischievous students downloading stuff during class.
Usually, when they connect to the Wi-Fi, he hated the students who acted as though they’d never used the internet before, immediately starting downloads upon connecting, as they hogged the bandwidth.
An exciting, explosive video began to play.
From a media company’s thrilling production!
Cui Yu observed while learning.
And in the stern Chen Haiyang’s classroom, it was doubly thrilling!
Cui Yu’s hands trembled, his body quivering.
"Thrilling! Too thrilling!"
Meng Gui, with his ten-centimeter-tall hairstyle, sensed Cui Yu’s unrest as he discreetly watched the video, peeking over when Chen Haiyang wasn’t paying attention.
At that moment, the plot was slowly advancing, its pace excruciatingly slow; Meng Gui grew impatient.
"When is it going to start? The flowers will have wilted by the time they begin the battle."
Meng Gui fancied himself a Saint, but even Saints need to fast-forward when watching videos.
He slipped his hand rightward, dragging the progress bar.
The scene shifted to the main action, the plot now gripping and blood-pumping.
Meng Gui kept an eye on Chen Haiyang while continuing to indulge in the video.
Just then, the sunlight outside the window shifted slightly, illuminating their spot.
The external light brightened, and the phone’s screen brightness became inadequate.
These days, phones’ automatic brightness functions are prone to glitches, so Cui Yu usually turned off the auto-brightness and manually adjusted it each time.
As a result, the video was now too dim to see well.
Since they were in class, they couldn’t watch too closely. In order to appear like he was attentively listening, Meng Gui sat up straight, pretending to be a diligent student. He only used the corners of his eyes to watch the video so as not to be caught by the teacher.
Now, as he looked at the phone screen, the display was too dark and unclear, affecting his appreciation of the art.
Comparatively, Cui Yu was sitting closer and it was somewhat bearable for him.
Seeing that Cui Yu had no intention of adjusting the brightness, Meng Gui decided to take matters into his own hands.
Just now, he had dragged the progress bar by himself.
Before adjusting the brightness, Meng Gui thought it through.
With the screen divided in the middle, sliding up on the left side adjusted the volume, while the right side adjusted the brightness.
He remembered it very clearly, that was exactly it.
Nowadays, apps were very user-friendly, allowing direct adjustment of screen brightness within the software, without pulling down the status bar to adjust the system brightness.
The times were rapidly advancing, improving the user experience.
After confirming, Meng Gui reached out his hand toward the screen.
Moving it above the right side of the screen.
His finger moved, skimming lightly like a dragonfly touching water, stylishly swiping up!
In the next moment, a piercing sound carelessly resonated.
Chen Haiyang had just finished a segment, and the classroom was at its quietest. The passionate and melodious voice was so abrupt, so attention-grabbing.
