In the afternoon, Song Guanchao and Cheng Xiang walked into the classroom, chatting while waiting for the class to begin.
At two o'clock, a man in his fifties, with partially white hair but still energetic, walked into the classroom.
This elderly professor's surname was Wang. He was a professor at the Provincial City's Political and Legal University, holding a high position in the academic community.
"Is Professor Wang not giving a lecture this afternoon?" Song Guanchao suddenly said in a low voice.
Chen Yirou said, "What are you thinking about?"
Song Guanchao said, "Professor Wang didn't bring a book."
The group was startled and indeed found that Professor Wang was empty-handed.
"The theoretical study courses for this period have been mostly covered."
Professor Wang stood on the podium and said in a bright voice, "This afternoon, there will be a practical course."
Everyone was extremely surprised; they hadn't expected the practical course to begin so soon.
