Rachel Xia cleaned up the messy battlefield. The time was just right. The first class in the afternoon was a foreign language class. No matter how the teacher taught at this time, people would feel drowsy.
After listening casually for a few minutes, Rachel Xia supported his chin and closed his eyes to rest.
Even though she was sitting in the first row with the teacher right above her head, she really couldn't hold on any longer, so she simply lay down and used the book as a pillow on her face, which was still burning from being beaten.
The teacher at the podium stopped talking, and the whole classroom was so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. When the other students who were also sleeping saw that there was no sound, they also looked up, and then slowly, the whole class's eyes were fixed on Rachel Xia.
Rachel Xia had good academic performance, but was poor at foreign language because he was exposed to foreign languages late. When Ethan Xia wanted to learn painting and piano when he was young, Madeline Zhao took him to enroll in classes without hesitation. When Ethan Xia started learning foreign languages at the age of six, Rachel Xia was still playing in the mud at his aunt's house.
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