Chapter 59: I'll Make You Leave No. 1 Middle School Sooner or Later_1

The chemistry teacher's face instantly turned as dark as a soup base, glaring sharply at her without expression, pointed to the blackboard, and shouted, "Jane Bailey, come up here and answer the questions on the blackboard."

When the teacher called her name, it was then that she realized class was still in session. She hadn't paid attention at all and had no idea how to answer the questions. She bit her lip, her face turned deathly pale with fright, and she stood there clueless, "Teacher, I..."

Ghania Quinlan sat in the center-most seat of the third row, held in high regard like the moon embraced by the stars. Hearing the commotion behind her and seeing the phone in Jane's hand, she proactively raised her hand.

"Teacher."