"Qin Chuan, it's getting late. Shall we head to the lecture hall?"
After dinner, the plump Xiao Pang, who had disappeared, peeked his head out from the back door and waved at Qin Chuan.
"Coming." Qin Chuan tidied up the desk, picked up a brand-new notebook and a pen, and stood up to leave.
Due to the scarcity of teachers for the Extraordinary Course, the entire senior year's eight classes were taught by Zhou Zixiu and Ji Huai. Since they couldn't encroach on the daytime cultural class hours, they had to resort to combined classes.
The eight classes were split into groups of four for joint sessions, rotating between Extraordinary Theory Class and Extraordinary Practical Combat to ensure adequate teaching time for each class.
With four classes together, they naturally couldn't sit in a regular classroom. Extraordinary Theory occupied the school's multimedia lecture hall, while Extraordinary Practical Combat was conducted directly on the large sports field.
Qin Chuan's Class 7 was grouped with Classes 1, 3, and 5. Their first evening class was Extraordinary Theory, followed by Extraordinary Practical Combat.
The other group was just the opposite.
Walking towards the multimedia lecture hall, Qin Chuan couldn't help but glance at Xiao Pang, who was leisurely humming a tune, "Aren't we walking a bit slow? All the good seats will be taken."
"Don't worry," Xiao Pang chuckled with a grin, "I guarantee you a seat, and it's one of the best in the front row."
"You've already saved a seat?" Qin Chuan realized what was going on, recalling Xiao Pang's mysterious departure from the classroom earlier with his backpack and belongings.
"That's right, I took all the books out of my backpack so the backpack can occupy one seat, and the books can occupy another," Xiao Pang said proudly, raising an eyebrow.
"Okay, thanks." Qin Chuan smiled.
Having a good seat was naturally a good thing.
Xiao Pang's loyalty was rewarded; Qin Chuan hadn't regretted selling him the Earth Attribute Experience Fruit in installments.
As they chatted and laughed, they quickly arrived at the multimedia lecture hall.
Looking towards a certain front row seat, Xiao Pang's expression suddenly darkened.
He strode over to a specific front row seat and glared at the boy sitting there. "Didn't you see the books on this seat? This is my spot!"
"Just because you say it's yours, it is?" the boy sneered, pointing to a stack of books on the adjacent table. "I saw it with my own eyes; you took up two seats for yourself."
"What's wrong with saving a seat for a friend?" Xiao Pang's expression grew uglier, "And I was away for just five minutes, and now I'm back, okay?"
"Instead of arguing, you might as well just save another seat," the boy sneered coldly, taking out a study guide and pretending to study.
"You…" Xiao Pang was so angry he gritted his teeth, his fists clenching with a surge of earthy yellow light.
Standing behind him, Qin Chuan helplessly shook his head, patted Xiao Pang on the shoulder, and stopped him from acting impulsively.
In the next moment, the boy who pretended to study suddenly changed his expression.
His body slightly curled, his hand tensely gripping the study guide, his face contorted as if trying to restrain something.
Shifting on the seat, he ultimately couldn't hold back and rushed out, covering his crotch.
"Hehe!"
Xiao Pang, having had the same experience, instantly knew whose handiwork it was. Feeling secretly pleased, he quickly gathered the boy's belongings into a corner and pulled Qin Chuan to sit down.
When the boy returned to the classroom and saw Xiao Pang sitting in his place, his expression changed rapidly.
"Move! That's my seat!"
"Just because you say it's yours, it is?" Xiao Pang crossed his arms and chuckled.
"You…" The boy's own words being thrown back at him caused veins to throb on his forehead, but before he could finish, Xiao Pang cut him off again.
"Instead of arguing, you might as well just save another seat."
The turnabout was fair play; Xiao Pang had outplayed him.
The boy's expression grew uglier.
"Liu Chen, what's going on?"
A slightly cold voice came from behind the boy.
Liu Chen's expression brightened as he quickly turned, "Class rep, I just went to the restroom, and this guy took my seat. You have to stand up for me!"
Behind him, a delicate long-haired girl slightly furrowed her brows at Qin Chuan and Xiao Pang. "Is that so?"
"Of course not." Xiao Pang despisingly glanced at Liu Chen. "Are you even a man? Hiding behind a girl when things go wrong, stirring up trouble with lies."
"This seat was originally mine; I left for just a few minutes and came back to find you had taken it. Now you went to the restroom, and I took back my own seat. That's only fair, right?"
Hearing both sides' completely different arguments, the girl turned her gaze to Qin Chuan.
"When my friend saved seats, he also saved one for me. Your classmate, using this as a reason and without my friend's permission, moved my friend's belongings and took our seats," Qin Chuan spoke calmly, "That's what happened."
"Lies!" Liu Chen blustered, trembling slightly with indignation, "Class rep, we are classmates. You should believe me!"
"Um… Yuwei…" a girl sitting not too far spoke up timidly, "It was indeed Liu Chen who took someone else's seat."
Hearing another classmate confirm this, the girl known as "Yuwei," the long-haired girl, had made up her mind and pointed at Liu Chen's backpack and textbooks, "Find another seat for yourself."
"I…" Liu Chen's face showed embarrassment, but with so many eyes on him, he had no choice but reluctantly to take his belongings to the back row.
The long-haired girl nodded to Qin Chuan and Xiao Pang, then turned back to her own seat.
"She's worthy of being the campus beauty," Xiao Pang reluctantly took his eyes off her retreating figure. "Not only is she pretty and smart, but she's also reasonable."
"That's our campus beauty?" Qin Chuan was somewhat surprised.
"You're telling me, Qin Chuan, after three years of high school, you don't even recognize our campus beauty, Zhu Yuwei?" Xiao Pang gave Qin Chuan an incredulous look.
"I know her now," Qin Chuan shrugged nonchalantly, quickly changing the subject, "Teacher Zhou is here."
Xiao Pang turned his head to the smiling figure entering the classroom, swiftly putting thoughts of the campus beauty out of his mind.
Women, they only disrupt his study efficiency!
As Zhou Zixiu stepped onto the platform, the other students also quickly noticed him.
The noisy classroom quieted down, and pairs of eyes filled with anticipation and curiosity watched Zhou Zixiu.
They were eager to see how this young man, who looked only a few years older than them, would teach Extraordinary Theory.
"There are three minutes until class starts," Zhou Zixiu glanced at the time and smiled, "Let's wait for the students who haven't arrived yet."
His voice was soft, and he didn't use any sound amplification equipment, but it was as if by magic, it reached the ears of all the students in the large lecture hall.
As everyone waited quietly, soon a crisp bell for class rang.
"Ding—"