At Akloit College, the sound of the bell was like the most beautiful music in the world. A young man, dressed in a faded white shirt with short, disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes, was barely keeping his eyes open.
As soon as he heard the bell, he instinctively picked up his backpack and headed towards the door, leaving the teacher who was still in the middle of the class completely stunned.
The teacher immediately stopped him and said, "Excuse me, class isn't over yet. What are you doing?"
Jerry yawned, looked back, stretched his arms wide, and let out a lazy yawn. His fiery red hair stuck up like a chicken coop on his head. He pushed up his black-framed glasses and said, "Teacher, the school requires us to start class at 8:20, and the school rules state that we finish at exactly 12:00. So why aren't you letting us out on time? Just a delay of two or three minutes, and you think you can turn idiots into geniuses?"
The entire class was shocked!
Had Jerry taken the wrong medication today?
Normally, he seemed quiet and unassuming, often napping silently, but now he dared to talk back to the teacher.
One of the most annoying things a teacher could do was to drag out the class.
And their class's lecturer was infamous for dragging out class and often made them finish three to five minutes later than other classes.
"Hey Jerry, did you strike it rich? Is that why you dare to speak to me like this, are you trying to show off your wealth?" The young and beautiful teacher was not happy, and she was in charge of three classes.
It was the first time she had encountered such a bold student.
Jerry sneered, his voice dripping with disdain, and his words once again caused the whole class to burst into laughter. "Teacher, I'm not wealthy, but I do have a thick skin, I admit!"
The young, beautiful teacher was red in the face after his comment, and she muttered something about him being a "little rascal" under her breath. Her face turned even redder.
Under the admiring gazes of the entire class, Jerry casually put his hands in his pockets, slung his backpack over one shoulder, and strolled out the door.
As he left, he waved to his classmates with his back turned to them and left them with a cliché phrase. "Don't be infatuated with me, I'm just a legend."
His demeanor was like that of a chivalrous hero on a journey, having accomplished his mission and now leaving.
Classmate 1: "Is Jerry rich now? He seems a bit too arrogant."
Classmate 2: "I think so."
Classmate 3: "I heard from his roommate that Jerry has been chatting with a sweet-voiced girl on the phone. He might have found a girlfriend."
Classmate 4: "No wonder he's so proud now, geez... who doesn't have a girlfriend these days?"
Jerry was dating? No, no, he just made a little money.
Yesterday, Jerry was taking a nap on his mat without his shirt on when he suddenly received a phone call.
You see, Jerry was a long-time bachelor and a bit of a homebody. Aside from the mobile company calling him to remind him to pay his phone bill, his phone rarely rang. Recently, he finally added a new contact - Cheyenne.
However, yesterday's call wasn't from her; it was from a delivery guy from Best Express.
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