Meng Yan's Transformation

Chapter 555 Principal Li's Gaze

Just as Xu Yanmei was looking at Zhan Mengyan with disdain, Zhan Mengyan also solved the trigonometric function problem.

Zhan Mengyan breathed a sigh of relief. She found another analytical geometry problem and started drawing a diagram. When she looked up, she saw Principal Li walking past the podium with his hands behind his back. In his hands was the letter that Zhan Mengyan had written to him.

Zhan Mengyan lowered her head, her face almost touching her workbook, afraid that Principal Li would recognize her, and the pen in her hand began to tremble.

When Xu Yanmei saw that Zhan Mengyan had stopped writing, she also started working on the analytical geometry problem: What's wrong with Zhan Mengyan? She gets stuck on every problem. She's not like an athlete anymore, she's not like a top student anymore, and she's always so arrogant. I'm going to solve this problem before she does and shut her up...

Xu Yanmei thought about it smugly for a moment, then began to concentrate on the calculations.

Zhan Mengyan stared intently at the letter in Principal Li's hand. Her knees trembled uncontrollably, her heels tapping out a jumble of Morse code on the ground. Her heart was in her throat, about to jump out of her chest. Sweat beaded on her forehead again. Her hand gripped the pen tightly, her fingertips turning white, her palms slick with sweat. Her eyes revealed panic and unease.

At this moment, Zhan Mengyan deeply regretted the letter she had written to the principal. She thought to herself: If only time could turn back! I would never have written that letter.

Zhan Mengyan observed Principal Li. His eyes, like icy arrows, seemed poised to pierce her heart; his gaze was like a drawn blade, its cold sharpness capable of striking the most vulnerable corners of one's heart; then, as he narrowed his eyes, the glint of light shooting from them was as precise and sharp as a gamma knife from laser technology; his gaze swept across the classroom like a scanning X-ray machine…

Zhan Mengyan was so frightened that she lowered her head and dared not observe any further. However, she still felt that Principal Li's eyes were like two unsharpened, yet murderous, heavy iron swords hanging above her head. She even had to hold her breath three degrees, for fear of bringing those heavy swords down on her head.

After a while, Zhan Mengyan stared intently at the letter in Principal Li's hand. She subconsciously glanced up and caught sight of Principal Li's slightly open eyes. Startled, she quickly lowered her eyelids again. Principal Li's gaze—silencing the whispers in the classroom—was a hundred times more effective than any silencing spell. His gaze poured forth with the force of a thunderbolt, making the air tremble. The temperature in the entire classroom plummeted by more than ten degrees Celsius, and the surrounding air was compressed into a vacuum…

Principal Li walked around the classroom. His casual glances were so sharp they could be used as hidden weapons—the kind of glances that could injure someone with a falling flower or a plucked leaf. So no one dared to look up, and he successfully cleared away all distractions.

"Which one of you is Zhan Mengyan...?"

When Principal Li spoke, his voice carried a chilling, bone-scraping pressure that sent shivers down Zhan Mengyan's spine and made her hair stand on end.

When Zhan Mengyan heard Principal Li's voice, it was as if she had been pierced by a sharp arrow. She was so frightened that she froze in her seat, her eyes wide open, her lips trembling slightly. She wanted to speak, but she couldn't make a sound. Her body was as if nailed to the ground and she couldn't move.

The whole class was stunned at first, then all eyes turned to Zhan Mengyan.

Zhan Mengyan felt as if the gazes were sharp swords piercing her self-esteem, and her heart ached as if it had been struck by a thousand arrows.

"Who is Zhan Mengyan? Is Zhan Mengyan here?"

As Principal Li spoke, he looked at the students in their seats with a puzzled expression.

"Zhan Mengyan, Principal Li is calling for you!"

When Xu Yanmei, who sat at the same table, was speaking, she nudged Zhan Mengyan with her hand.