Ming Li arrived at the office prepared for her at the school, tossing the stick in her hand towards a corner.
With a "bang," she succeeded in startling the novel from the system's grasp.
System: ...?! Almost crashed! Scared the system to death! What's wrong with its host?
Ming Li sat down at her computer desk, opened the computer page before her, and her fingers danced across the keyboard, creating a rhythmic clatter.
Ming Li held the mouse in one hand and propped her chin with the other, her gaze focused intently on the computer screen. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from outside, lifting a few strands of hair from Ming Li's forehead.
At that moment, her phone on the desk rang.
Ming Li put down the mouse, picked up her phone, and saw it was Qin Yue calling.
Ming Li pressed answer, and Qin Yue's deep, pleasant voice came through.
Boss, I just sent two contracts to your email. Please sign them when you have time.
Ming Li gave a faint "mm" and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Qin Yue: Boss, are you very busy?
Ming Li: Very busy.
Qin Yue: ...?! I don't believe you! You're a high school student, how can you be busy? You're a hands-off manager, how can you be busy? You're not trying to fool me, are you?!
While Qin Yue was muttering to himself, Ming Li's calm voice came through, "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up."
Qin Yue snapped back to attention and quickly said, "Boss, I... I still have something..."
Beep beep beep! The cold electronic sound from the phone was his only reply.
Qin Yue: ...?! What a heartless boss!
Meanwhile, after hanging up, Ming Li opened her email and indeed saw the contracts Qin Yue had sent.
Ming Li quickly scanned the contracts, signed them...
Time flew by, and it was afternoon.
Ming Li, holding her books, arrived at Class 2-7.
Before Ming Li even entered the classroom, she could hear the noisy chatter from within, the voices rising higher and higher.
The moment Ming Li stepped into the classroom, the entire room fell silent.
Everyone's gaze turned towards the doorway.
Ming Li walked step by step, at an unhurried pace, to the podium. The desk on the podium had been replaced with a new one, and Ming Li placed her books on it.
Ming Li looked up, put her hands in her pockets, and looked at the students sitting below. She said in a flat tone, "Did you not hear the class bell?"
Students below: ...?! They glanced at the newly replaced desk on the podium, then remembered the previous desk that had collapsed after just two knocks, and collectively swallowed. How could they have forgotten? This was a demon king!
Seeing Ming Li's gaze becoming increasingly menacing, the students below quickly shouted back, "Reporting, teacher! We heard!"
Their voices were so loud, as if they were shouting slogans during the freshman military training, startling a flock of sparrows from the treetops outside the window. All the classes on the third floor could hear them.
Students in other classes: ...?! Why is Class 7 yelling so loudly? Are they crazy?!
Ming Li's lips twitched slightly. Had she overdone it? Look how scared these children were.
The system in her space quietly rolled its eyes. Host, you still have the nerve to say that! Hahaha! Why do I suddenly feel so sorry for these brats?!