Extraordinary Soldier King in the City
Chapter 354: It’s Your Turn to Carry

Chapter 354: Chapter 354: It’s Your Turn to Carry

The students’ faces changed dramatically upon hearing the words.

Most of them had not even looked at the materials after school, let alone memorized them.

Hearing about a surprise test, and the punishment of running twenty laps if they were unable to recite it, made their complexions as unsightly as they could possibly be.

Thus, for a moment, a "rustle rustle" of flipping pages filled the classroom, quite uniformly.

Nearly all the students took out their Chinese textbooks, flipped open to cover the classical Chinese text discussed yesterday, and hurriedly glanced over it.

However, such last-minute efforts were like grasping at straws, for a classical Chinese text of over a thousand characters could not simply be memorized with a few quick looks.

So, while flipping through the pages, the students also prayed incessantly in their hearts: please, don’t pick me, please, don’t pick me.

Two minutes quickly passed by.

The male teacher looked at the students with a stern face and said, "Alright, close your textbooks!"

Upon hearing the command, the students all revealed a bitter and unwilling expression, but still reluctantly closed their books.

Seeing this, the teacher continued, "Now, hand over your Chinese textbooks to the front desk!"

When the students heard this, their faces became even more unsightly.

They had been thinking about sneaking a few more peeks during the test.

But the teacher was even more ruthless, demanding that they turn in all their textbooks, leaving no chance to sneak a look.

Nevertheless, they could not disobey the teacher’s orders and obediently handed their textbooks in order to the front desk, then returned to their seats with their hearts in their throats, still praying that they would not be chosen.

"Alright, we’ll begin the test now!"

Seeing that everyone had turned in their textbooks, the teacher finally spoke.

After he finished speaking, the teacher’s gaze began to sweep across all the students.

At this moment, the entire class became even more tense, with sweaty palms, and some were so frightened their faces turned pale.

The teacher first scanned around the class and eventually fixed his gaze on Chen Feng.

Chen Feng smiled slightly at this.

He had anticipated this happening; he knew this guy wouldn’t let it go and would definitely take this opportunity to pick on him, so he wasn’t too surprised now.

Seeing that the teacher’s target had stopped on Chen Feng, the students all let out a sigh of relief and cast sympathetic glances at Chen Feng, while some took pleasure in his misfortune.

They didn’t believe that Chen Feng could recite it.

After all, Chen Feng had not even attended the Chinese language class yesterday, and if they, who had attended, did not know it, how could Chen Feng?

However, what happened next surprised everyone.

The teacher’s gaze only lingered on Chen Feng for a few seconds before moving quickly to a bespectacled boy near Chen Feng and he said directly to the bespectacled boy, "You, stand up and recite this classical text!"

"Ah? Why me?"

The bespectacled boy was completely taken aback, his complexion turning ghastly pale.

It was hopeless to ask him to recite from memory; he might not even be able to read it fluently from the textbook.

"Why not you? Hurry up and recite, or run twenty laps on the track if you can’t!"

The teacher said coldly.

Afterward, he glanced at Chen Feng out of the corner of his eye and gave a cold smile.

He didn’t choose Chen Feng first because that would seem too intentional, too obvious, and could leave him open to criticism.

So, he planned to pick a few scapegoats first, then move on to Chen Feng. That way, even if Chen Feng complained to the principal afterward, he could fully justify it as a routine pop quiz, leaving the principal with nothing to say.

It must be said, the male teacher’s meticulousness was such that him being a teacher was truly a waste of talent.

With no other choice, the bespectacled male student stood up, his face full of despair as he recited, "Qu Yuan, whose given name is Ping, shared his surname with that of the state of Chu. He served Chu... served Chu... served Chu for what again? I forgot!"

"Hahaha!"

Upon hearing this, the entire class couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"What’s so funny? Keep laughing, and you’ll all be punished to run laps with him!"

The male teacher glared at the students and said sternly.

Frightened by his words, the students immediately shut their mouths.

Seeing this, the male teacher turned to the bespectacled male student and asked coldly, "Do you even know how to recite it or not?"

"I... I only know the first sentence!"

The bespectacled male student said awkwardly.

"Get to the field right now, twenty laps!"

The male teacher pointed directly at the classroom door and commanded angrily.

"Ugh!"

The bespectacled male student had no choice but to leave his seat with a miserable face and head to the field to run his punishment laps.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the students could no longer laugh because the next round of spot checks was about to begin. They could be next, and their fate was destined to be just as miserable as that of the bespectacled male student.

"Such stupidity, an entire evening passed and you can’t even memorize the ’Qu Yuan Chronicles,’ only knowing one sentence, it’s embarrassing!"

The male teacher looked at the back of the bespectacled male student, speaking angrily.

He then turned his head towards the entire class and continued with the pop quizzes.

This time, the male teacher picked a girl.

This girl was a bit better than the bespectacled male student; she managed to recite a small segment, but it still wasn’t up to the male teacher’s standards. In the end, she was viciously scolded by the male teacher and then went crying to the field to receive her punishment.

Subsequently, the male teacher picked several more students, but without exception, not a single one could recite it properly.

This made the male teacher’s face darken to the extreme.

He looked at the entire class, his tone ice-cold as he said, "I will draw one last name. If this one can’t recite either, then the whole class will be punished together, and the laps will be doubled. You’ll all run fifty laps!"

As soon as the male teacher said this, the faces of those students who had been hoping for luck went pale in an instant.

This was because now, none of them could escape.

And the person who got picked, if he couldn’t recite, would inevitably become the target of the entire class’s hatred, since his failure would mean collective punishment for everyone.

From then on, that person’s days in the class would definitely be difficult.

At this moment, everyone had a sense of personal crisis and wished they could worship all the Immortals they knew, praying that the teacher would pick someone who could definitely recite.

Otherwise, they would all suffer the consequences.

After all, there were still a few good students present, like the Chinese class representative or the study committee members. They should be able to recite.

So, all the students prayed that the male teacher would pick one of them.

But this time, it seemed they were bound to be bitterly disappointed.

How could the male teacher miss such a good opportunity to turn Chen Feng into a target for everyone? He certainly wasn’t going to let it slide.

Without the slightest hesitation, the male teacher looked directly at Chen Feng and said with a sneer, "Chen Feng, I’ve heard you’re the top student in the class; you probably know the ’Qu Yuan Chronicles’ without even studying it, right? In that case, stand up and recite it for everyone!"