"..." Shen Lang subconsciously rubbed her head and looked up, her eyes still heavy with sleep. She mumbled drowsily, "...Huh?"
"What do you mean, 'huh?' Have you looked at the time?" Old Xu pointed to the clock above the blackboard, glaring at her.
Shen Lang glanced over nonchalantly and said slowly, "9:50. Break time."
Old Xu's furious voice suddenly caught in his throat. He stared in disbelief, turning to look at the clock, then down at his own watch. His face instantly flushed red, and he trembled with rage.
"—It's! Three! Thirty! In the! Afternoon! Did you sleep yourself into a different time zone?!"
The surrounding students burst into laughter.
Old Xu shot a murderous glare across the room, his voice forced through gritted teeth. "You're laughing? You think you're any better than her? And—who set the clock... back?!"
The classroom instantly fell silent. You could hear a pin drop.
