"Brother Ma, have you noticed something's off with him?"
Hu Jun looked at Zhang Chi, feeling as if someone had just slapped a brick across his face, completely knocking his spirit out of him.
Ma Shicheng glanced over and also noticed something was amiss, "Let's ask him after class."
Wang Longlong nudged him, "Hei Dashuai is here."
Ma Shicheng put away his phone; the math teacher Gao Heshuai was someone he take seriously.
"Good morning, teacher," the students called out.
Wang Longlong muttered under his breath, "Look at him, dressed up like a respectable human being."
Gao Heshuai was dressed in a suit and shirt tucked into his trousers, the outline of his rebellious beer belly on display.
With a self-assured expression, Gao Heshuai didn't see anything wrong with it.
When he lectured, he never used a microphone, his voice was loud and clear, so even students in the back could hear him well, as if he was born for the teaching profession.
