<h4>Chapter 169: Mr. Walker Lost His Temper For The First Time</h4>


    Evans was a little surprised.


    When did this kid be interested in Go?


    Ada tried to stop her. “Phoebe, you have to go to ss every day and also study art. How do you have the time for a Go club? Don’t let it affect your studies.”


    “No, it won’t affect my studies.” Phoebe grabbed Ada’s arm and said imploringly, “I have time on weekends, and I learn things very quickly. It won’t dy anything, and I’ll manage my time well. Mom, you can rest assured.”


    That was true. Phoebe had a strong learning ability.


    Ada could only surrender. “Fine, it’s up to you.”


    Phoebe smiled happily.


    ire wants to grab Grandpa from her with Go?


    Humph, no way!


    She wouldn’t let her get what she wanted!


    “Okay.” Evans nced at ire, and then said to Phoebe, “Grandpa Johnny wille over next weekend. Show him your talent in Go then.”


    At the dining table, ire put a piece of vegetable in her mouth and chewed slowly and expressionlessly but her mind was racing.


    The chairman of Autumn Go Club, John Franklin was Angus Garcia’s Go teacher.


    In order to impress Grandpa Johnny, Phoebe specially enrolled in a Go crash course.


    Grandpa and Grandpa Johnny had been friends for many years. When they were young, one was the president of the Go Association and the other was the vice president. If she could be favored by Grandpa Johnny, she would be able to please grandpa.


    More importantly, she wanted to use this to crush ire.


    And to show Grandpa which of his granddaughter was better.


    However, her schedule was so tight that she didn’t even get enough time to sleep, so she dozed off in ss.


    She hadn’t gone to the art ss for three days and was reading Go books every night until the wee hours of the morning.


    Everyone listened carefully to Mr. Walker in ss.


    Dora wrote a small note and secretly threw it to ire in the back row. However, the note was thrown back soon.


    She opened it only to see a big turtle painted on it.


    ire wouldn’t tease her like this.


    Dora got it in an instant, turned her head to re at Derek. She cursed him in a small voice. “You’re shameless. This is for ire. Why did you open it?”


    Derek leaned on the chair and pointed to the side. “Don’t you see ire is sleeping? Can’t you stop disturbing her?”


    Dora pouted in anger. “It’s none of your business, you little b*stard!”


    “What? Believe it or not, I will beat you?!” Derek picked up a pen and tapped it hard on Dora’s head.


    Dora held her head, cursing.


    The two of them were bickering when suddenly a piece of chalk flew over and hit Derek’s desk heavily.


    The two of them were startled and looked up at the same time.


    Standing on the podium, James was looking at them, his eyes icy behind the lenses. His always gentle face was gloomy at the moment. He pursed his thin lips and seemed to be restraining his anger.


    Even his voice was icy. “You two can go out if you don’t want to listen to the ss.”


    The other students looked at Derek and Dora.


    “Mr. Walker is always so gentle. I have never seen him lose temper!”


    “Little Overlord’s gone too far. This is the first time Mr. Walker has lost his temper!”


    “Mr. Walker looks horrible when he loses his temper…”


    Dora sat up straight, lowered her head, and dared not say a word.


    Soon, the bell for the end of the ss rang.


    The next ss was the physical education ss. The students swarmed out of the ssroom, and ire was dragged to the canteen by Dora.


    When everyone left, Derek slowly stood up and walked to the podium.


    On the podium, James was packing things up.