"We want our summer vacation. Please give us back our vacation!" the children protested.

Grayson threw the test papers in his hand onto the table and cleared his throat. "These are your scores for the make-up lessons. The lowest score is 11, and the highest is 59. With such marks, even summer vacation won't want you guys to be a part of it."

The children started giggling happily.

Grayson continued, "You lot will enter Imperial Domain Experimental Middle School next semester and study in a class with other students. The bottom 1 2 positions in the class will probably belong to you guys. Aren't you embarrassed?"

"Why should we be embarrassed? There's a bible saying that goes, 'If not me, then who?' Someone has to be at the bottom in every class, so if it's not us, it'll be someone else anyway," said Baby Robbie. Grayson felt utterly dispirited. "Are your skins as thick as melon peels?"

The children shook their heads.

"Mine's as thick as a watermelon peel." "Mine's pumpkin."

"Mine's cantaloupe."

"Mine's as thick as bitter gourd."

"Unteachable children!" Finn sighed.

hopeless cases!" Storm

looked at each other in dismay, slightly

rioting despotically. "Summer, summer, we

the corridor. It was the season of warmth and spring flowers, but it felt like snowflakes

faces instantly, and all four of them looked

have a new teacher?"

"You've guessed correctly. A new teacher will be teaching you children during

invite a new teacher on the last day of the

up in smoke. They were immediately filled with complaints about this insensitive

he that poor that he needs to rely on summer make-up classes

Robbie crossed one leg on top of the other and flipped a fountain pen around his

at the door with deep

looking like a child with splendid prospects, the children's bitter

face was covered with frost. He appeared indifferent, and due to

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