Sharon's Return

"What are you guys doing?"

Jin Shaolan stood at the doorway.

Seeing Jin Shaolan, the male teacher felt as if he had been granted amnesty, almost moved to tears. At least now he didn't have to take off his pants and run in circles in the classroom.

"Sorry to disturb you, Teacher Wu, during your class. We—"

Jin Shaolan glanced around, seemingly unaware of what they were doing, like African refugees crowding around food.

"I'm playing games with them. Jin Shaolan came back so quickly. Do I need to tell them something now? I've handed out the papers, ask them to take them back and complete them. I'll leave it to you here."