It wasn't until Dill's figure disappeared at the end of the road that the man with his head bowed and hunched slowly straightened up and raised his head.

In his dark eyes, there was a persistence that did not match his deferential and gentle face. The corners of his mouth were pulled up diagonally to one side, and his whole docile face became evil and deceiving in an instant.

By the time Dill arrived at the door of the classroom, the second class had been going on for ten minutes in the afternoon.

The gray-haired old professor was standing in front of the projection and lecturing passionately, and under the podium, more than 100 students sat quietly in their seats and listened carefully.

Dill pushed open the front door as if no one was around, ignoring the many eyes that had suddenly focused on her because of her sudden intrusion, and casually passed through the rows of seats and walked straight to the empty seats in the last row.

Dill sat down in the empty seat, put the bag into the table hole, and then unhurriedly took out the textbook needed for the lesson from the bag.

Dill felt that everyone's eyes were still focused on her, and some of the people sitting in the front row even twisted their necks and turned to look at them, and even the old professor who was talking about the lecture stopped talking and looked at herself silently.

Dill felt like a shocking wonder at the moment, and this feeling of being watched made her feel very uncomfortable.

"It's all up to me what I'm doing, aren't you going to class?" There was a palpable displeasure in his voice, and although it was not loud, it could still be heard clearly in every corner of the classroom.

The old professor's face turned red, and his white beard curled up one after another, obviously angry.

In most of his teaching career, he has never seen such a student who does not take the teacher seriously. I don't have the slightest sense of time.,Late for as long as you want to be late for class.,There's no politeness.,Before entering the classroom, I didn't say hello and came in very casually.。

When he was young, he was a young lecturer who was very popular with students, and when he was older, he was even more loved by students. On weekdays, there is never a situation where someone is late or leaves early, let alone this kind of disrespectful behavior of interrupting his lecture at will.

The old professor took a few deep breaths on the podium, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Thanks to the fact that the original owner had an empress mother who loved her very much, she was no less famous in country A than her empress mother. Therefore, even in school, her identity is known to everyone.

After a few minutes, the old professor regained his composure and resumed his lecture. The students' attention was also shifted back to the classroom from dill.

Just when everything was getting better, another figure broke through the door and interrupted the old professor's lecture again.

The old professor, who had been interrupted twice in a class, angrily slammed the textbook in his hand on the podium, "One or two are undisciplined, I don't think this class can go up and down." ”

On one side, the old professor was looking out the window, waiting for the students to take the initiative to admit their mistakes, while on the other side, everyone's attention was once again attracted by the new faces that appeared at the door of the classroom.

"Wow~" The classroom erupted in an exclamation of the girls.

Soon, another girl was whispering, "Is this a new student in our class, it's really handsome!" ”

"That's it, this guy is definitely the most handsome boy I've seen in eleven years."

"I feel so honored and happy to be in the same class as such a god-level character."