In the afternoon, history class.
History teacher Liang Xun, in his fifties, wore black-framed glasses, stood tall and straight, and dressed old-fashionedly, looking like an antique.
But in some ways, he often spoke shocking words, defying heaven and earth.
While he was teaching, Ma Shicheng was playing games behind a pile of books on his desk.
Liang Xun, standing on the podium, could see everything clearly. He had been paying attention to Ma Shicheng for quite some time and glanced over several times.
He hadn't wanted to interfere, but Ma Shicheng was playing his game too brazenly. Not just playing by himself, he had also gotten Wang Longlong next to him involved—was it buy one, get one free?
Was this appropriate?
What kind of student did this? Liang Xun couldn't stand it anymore. It was too much to bear; he felt utterly disrespected as a history teacher.
Ma Shicheng was engrossed in his game, oblivious to the classroom proceedings.