"It's over..."
The moment she stepped in, Luo Mengmeng felt her scalp tingle as she struggled to come up with a perfect excuse.
Should she say that she encountered a blind old lady on the way and helped her home, which made her late?
Or claim that she found ten thousand yuan and handed it to the police, causing the delay?
Would the homeroom teacher believe her if she really said that?
While Luo Mengmeng was wildly imagining these scenarios, Gu Zhihan had already given his report.
"Reporting."
As soon as his voice touched down, the homeroom teacher on the lecture stand halted her pen, about to scold the student daring enough to be late, but when she saw it was Gu Zhihan, her face full of anger instantly vanished. Not only did she refrain from lecturing him, but she also nodded gently in his direction, "Come in, but don't you dare be late again."
That tone was just like a mother's.
Luo Mengmeng was dumbfounded.
