Zhou Leng walked to the left side of the award podium.
Many teachers and school leaders stood there.
Some teachers smiled gently and nodded slightly.
Other teachers and school leaders were polite, their smiles fleeting.
Zhou Leng felt a moment of anxiety and discreetly consulted Teacher Mei and Teacher Sun.
Both teachers reassured Zhou Leng that there was nothing to worry about.
After a while, Sun Xiong came over, looked Zhou Leng up and down, and laughed, "It's been just a month, and you've grown stronger, good."
"It's all thanks to the good teaching of the Martial Arts Hall instructors."
Teachers around laughed upon hearing this.
Sun Xiong laughed heartily, "Did you think we didn't know? I thought you'd be bruised and battered today, no, on the brink of death, yet you're so full of energy, very good. Indeed, you are number 503 on the Freshman Chart. Most of us teachers could never achieve that rank back then."
