"Fatty."
Xiao Yi finally couldn't hold back anymore, turned his head, and looked seriously at Fatty Tang.
"Here, boss, what's up?"
"There's something I want to tell you."
"What's that?"
"We seem to be in the middle of class… Nothing, nevermind, the teacher is coming over, I think he'll tell you."
Xiao Yi had intended to say that they appeared to be in the middle of a lesson, but just as he glanced from the corner of his eye and saw the teacher with a murderous aura striding toward them, he felt that he no longer needed to emphasize this issue. Straightening his posture and staring straight ahead, he assumed an attitude of someone who is all attention in class, then shut his mouth.
"Ah…"