Ann Miaoyi's eyes were fixed on the source of the snoring, only to see Wang Xiaoqiang sprawled out on the desk, sleeping soundly, drool escaping his mouth, presenting a rather unsightly appearance.
Seeing this, Ann Miaoyi's delicate eyebrows furrowed immediately. She halted her lecture, her face full of fury.
Originally, today was her first time on the podium teaching, which greatly satisfied her vanity, especially when she saw the new students below looking at her with admiration and worship; Ann Miaoyi felt a strong sense of satisfaction rising within her. But now, this satisfaction and vanity were completely shattered by Wang Xiaoqiang!
"That damned fellow! He must be doing this on purpose!" Ann Miaoyi gritted her teeth.
Ann Miaoyi's lectures for the freshman class, especially for the boys, were undoubtedly a kind of enjoyment, whether this enjoyment came from knowledge or from Ann Miaoyi's enchanting charm.
