The class erupted into laughter again at the words.
"Teacher, it's not a chicken, it's Yang Qiming."
"Hahaha, damn, the Maori Star Lord has descended. My Brother Yang really has some skills."
"Ah, I'm swooning, I want to marry him."
"You devil, I just like this about you. Hey, here's the issue, can Brother Yang crow and fly at the same time..."
"Shut the hell up! The English teacher is here!"
Qianbao was baffled, listening to everyone in the class chattering away. As people spoke one after another, she somewhat understood what happened but still couldn't believe it.
"Yang Qiming, stand up."
The latter stood up awkwardly, somewhat regretting imitating a chicken.
"Teacher, I was wrong."
"I didn't say you were wrong, I'm just curious about how you did it." Qianbao looked entertained, "How about this, imitate it once more for me to hear."
The class erupted in another burst of laughter at these words.
Yang Qiming couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, scratching his head.
