The Moral Education Director shoved the thermos into the briefcase, grabbed the handrail with one hand, and pointed at a girl with short ear-length hair, big eyes, and an apple face.
The girl, called Lara, was startled when the Moral Education Director pointed at her, and she flinched.
She hurriedly waved her hands, "No... I... I don't need..."
The Moral Education Director insisted, pressing Lara's shoulder and seating her down, "Listen to the teacher. Your biggest task now is to study! To get into a good university! That's how you satisfy us as teachers and parents. For your grades, we're willing to endure any hardship, to give up so much! Especially you, Lara, you're the class study commissioner, and I believe you can get into Huston University. You have to work hard, okay?"
As he spoke, he stroked Lara's hair.
Students these days mature quickly, without uniforms, they are indistinguishable from young women in society.
