Chapter 118: Night
The death of the head cook… didn’t negatively affect the students.
They were even whispering, secretly saying that these unskilled cooks should have died earlier. Fortunately, they were dead, and their food was better.
Recovering from the ordinary food, the haze brought by the new textbook had dissipated after a bit. But, the students were still holding onto their fears and were still burying them deep inside their child-sized hearts, causing them to be afraid of the next class at the bottom of their hearts.
During the afternoon class, they saw Ning Xiuli hold math books as she entered. All the kids felt a chill run down their spines, their tiny faces stiffening right away.
This time, no one was eager to make a statement, even the chocolates handed out by Ning Xiuli were rendered useless.
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The afternoon class simmered down with great difficulty, and after finishing their tasty dinners, the kids weren’t in the mood to play. With one look at the black sky, they hurriedly ran to the dorm, burying into the quilts and closing their eyes.
Bai Yan was also one of them.
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