When the official bell for morning self-study rang, Teacher Pan stepped into the classroom on time as expected.
Little Peanut had already collected the homework, arranged them according to subject and placed them neatly on the lectern as he waited for her to inspect them.
As a teacher for so many years, Teacher Pan's eyes were like a scanner; she could look at any stack of homework placed anywhere and tell how much had been collected and how much was missing based on its thickness, even if it was just fifteen exam sheets.