Chapter 778 - Retort (1)

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In mid-November, the weather instantly got colder.

Emily wore a sweater in her school uniform, then put on a mask and walked out. Standing at the entrance, Vincent pulled her to turn around and kissed her through the mask, and then said, "Go."

Emily had been walking to school all this time because it was very close to the school. She was worried that she would meet some classmates or teachers, so she asked Vincent to stay at home to avoid being seen by others. Otherwise, she had to find a reason to explain the relationship between them.

At the end of this month, there would be the first monthly examination for Emily. She was a little worried and paid much attention to it, so she studied hard every day. In the past, she needed to take all the notes and even couldn't understand what the teachers said. But now she only needed to remember the key points in every class and could understand more of them.

She was good at English and Chinese, but mathematics was still very difficult for her. In less than two months, she could only learn something fundamental and choose some simple exercises to do. When she met some difficult questions, she just skipped. She just tried to get some easy points.

"I heard that today we will have a new teacher." Tatiana, who sat behind Emily, patted Emily's shoulder and said excitedly, "What are you doing? Are you still studying math? A new teacher is coming today."

"Oh." Emily didn't even turn her head as she continued to calculate the formula in her mind.

Tatiana didn't disturb her anymore and began to pass notes to someone else to ask about the new teacher.

Emily's deskmate glanced at her and said mockingly, "Put on an act."

Emily glanced at her and said, "Thank you."

"..." her deskmate stared at her in disbelief. A moment later, she opened her book and mumbled, "You're sick."

Over the past month, her deskmate had repeatedly mocked her. Emily was already used to it. Although she did not understand why her deskmate hated her, she was still friendly to the deskmate.

Not long after the first English lesson, Emily was reviewing a few English new words. Suddenly, she heard some noises coming from the corridor, and then a group of classmates rushed into the classroom. Someone shouted,

"The new teacher is coming."

"He is coming towards our class."

"A man or a woman?" someone asked.

"A man."

"Is he handsome?"

"He was wearing a mask so I couldn't see clearly but..."

The student didn't finish his words when the entire classroom suddenly went silent.

Emily was still learning the English words and unaware of what happened. When she found that the atmosphere was a little strange, she turned her head to see her deskmate and saw she was staring straight at the platform.

Emily looked up to the platform. She saw that the man who had kissed her a few hours ago was standing straight there. He wore a suit and a mask. One could only see his nose bridge and a pair of indifferent and dark eyes. His eyebrows were blocked by the hair on his forehead, hiding a trace of hostility. However, when he stood on the platform, one can have an overwhelming feeling of oppression in the classroom.

Seeing that she raised her head, there was a hint of softness in his eyes. He then picked up a chalk and wrote the word' Scavo' on the blackboard.

"My surname is Scavo, and I'll help your physics teacher have lessons for a while," he said in a low voice.

There was a girl in the classroom who boldly asked, "Teacher, why are you wearing a mask? Are you sick? Or do you think you're not good-looking?"

Almost the entire school didn't think highly of the class. Even if they kept changing new teachers for a month, no one would doubt it. After all, no teacher was willing to teach class F. The students didn't study hard at all. The class was simply a mess. Some were making up, some were chatting, and others were playing games and reading comics. The English teacher had punished so many students, but only a few who were willing to study were afraid of her. And the others just did what they wanted to do as usual.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, the other boy also clamored, "Why are you wearing a mask? Take it off. Are you very ugly?"

"Don't tell me he looks like my deskmate and looks scary?" Emily's deskmate mustered.

Emily, "..."

Tatiana poked Emily's back and gave her a note. Emily opened it and read:

[Why is he wearing a mask?]

Emily thought for a moment, then wrote a few words with a pen and handed it back.

Tatiana opened it and saw, [He is too handsome.]

Tatiana, "..."

"Which pages have you learned?" Vincent asked.

The students were all laughing and chatting. No one paid any attention to him. Emily raised her hand and said, "Twenty-eight pages."

Vincent smiled under his mask. And then he lowered his head and picked up the book. He turned the page to twenty-eight and looked at it for a moment. Then, he drew diagrams on the blackboard and began his lecture.

Emily stared at his back. She couldn't understand why he didn't tell her that he would become a teacher in her class. Moreover, the class was noisy because everybody was talking. She really wanted to ask them to stop talking, and she even couldn't hear what he was talking about.

But every time he turned back, he would look at her and said in a low and clear voice.

Emily suddenly understood that he came here just in order to help her with her lessons.

"This question is wrong. Come to my office after class." Vincent pointed at a question in Emily's textbook. And then he took the book and leave. Just then, the bell rang.

Emily, "..."

She turned around and saw that all the other students were doing what they wanted and no one noticed her.

She quickly took the textbook and followed him.