Ah Chen called out, "Teacher Zhai," shocking everyone present, their gaze falling upon Zhai Jinsheng.
Qi Li followed the gaze because he also knew a Teacher Zhai from Pu Hui First Middle School; he graduated from there less than two years ago. Teacher Zhai taught him math back then; they shared some history, and Qi Li respected him.
Could it just be the same surname?
The Teacher Zhai he knew wasn't striking in appearance, yet he was humorous, charming, gentle, and polite—a true gentleman. Though he only taught math, his cultural literacy was enviable. Anyone who exchanged a few words with him couldn't resist praising his scholarly charisma. To him, appearance was merely superficial; it wasn't important. Many students liked him for his interesting soul.
He was a good teacher who treated all students equally, whether they excelled, struggled, or were mischievous. If Teacher Zhai spoke, even the naughtiest student would show respect.
