The Class Being Demonified

Zhang Xiaoke quickly basked in the feeling of being admired.

"This sure is an ordinary class," she thought.

"I've instantly become a shining star."

But...

In this class, the only extraordinary person didn't crowd around her.

She was sleeping at her desk.

She had been sleeping throughout the lesson just now.

No one knew what kind of extraordinary thing she'd done that afternoon.

"Oh yes, who's that?" Zhang Xiaoke pointed toward Lin Yujing with her lips. "She looks exhausted."

"Oh, you're talking about Lin Yujing," a girl replied. "Don't bother yourself with her. We can just look at her from far away."

"Why is that?"

The girls couldn't help but get closer. They began to chatter and softly discuss the situation.

"She, in all areas, has reached superhuman levels…"