It's quite nice to have Professor Zhu's class at eight in the morning.
The sunny morning, paired with Professor Zhu's warm and steady voice, is truly a perfect match.
However, some things often happen unexpectedly.
When the bell rang, the students in the classroom didn't see Professor Zhu; he always arrived early, smiling as he watched the students come into the classroom.
A new teacher entered and called a few class leaders from the large class, saying a few words to them.
Afterward, the class leaders announced to their classmates that today's political education class was canceled, and everyone could return to their dormitories or find other empty classrooms to wait out the third and fourth periods.
Although Li Zhiyuan was sitting in the last row in the corner, he had good hearing and heard the teacher's words to the class leaders: Someone from Professor Zhu's family had passed away.
