Vyacheslav was quite angry today, he sat irritably in his office and scolded the class.

Guys, I'm so tired today, and you're not listening to me yet. You are the worst class.

Vyacheslav said, he looked at the door, and there was another teacher standing near the door, who looked questioningly at Vyacheslav. After the lesson, the students left and Vyacheslav began to get ready to go home

he rubbed his forehead irritably and took his backpack out of the classroom