"Grown by yourself?"
Did they hear it wrong?
Mr. Feng was asking her questions instead of directly telling her to get out of the classroom?
Zhai Li thought she misheard and exchanged a glance with her followers. The classroom was eerily silent, with pairs of eyes darting back and forth between Old Man Feng and Chi Youyou.
"Yeah yeah, teacher, how about I bring them up for you to take a look?"
Chi Youyou summoned her courage and tentatively asked.
Everyone gasped. Girl, don't court death any further!
Shen Xiaomi was frantically signaling her from the side, but Chi Youyou just smiled at her.
Feng Ye's thick glasses slid down his nose again. He looked up, half-bowed, at the confident Chi Youyou standing there, hands behind his back, "Bring it up then."
Everyone was once again bewildered.
Did Old Man Feng change his ways today?
Chi Youyou picked two persimmons, one in each hand, and walked joyfully towards the podium.
