How could any normal person treat a dead body like this
The teachers have problems!
In the empty and silent kindergarten, several people had different expressions.
Ding-a-ling!
A sharp bell rang.
The next moment, the radio began to play the wake-up song. The noisy and cheerful voices of children came from the classroom, and the cheerful and lively music made the kindergarten seem a little more normal.
The remaining nine were assigned to their respective classes.
Although the lights were on and the room was bright, it still made people feel uncomfortable. The two stood by the wall near the classroom door, looking at the children and the teacher inside.
Both teachers were sitting on stools.
His eyes stared at the child like a hawk, and there was no smile on his face the entire time.
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Fu Anan stood at the door and looked around the classroom.
The whole classroom is not big and is divided into two areas.
There are many small beds placed side by side inside, and outside is where classes and activities are held during the day.
There were various pictures and paintings on the walls. The paper on them was slightly yellowed, as if they had not been changed for a long time. The messy painting style and colors made them look a bit shoddy.
The most obvious of these is a pair of bright red lips painted with vinyl paint.
Posted on the wall at the back of the classroom.
The lips were painted somewhat deformed and stretched to an exaggerated degree, with lots of cracks appearing after the paint dried.
A finger, also covered in cracked paint, was placed on these lips, gesturing for silence.
Weird, ugly, and eye-catching.
There are various printed materials posted behind the classroom door, which disclose their daily routines.
In the morning, we have breakfast, do exercises, go to class and play games.
Noon is lunch and nap.
The afternoon is for classes, activities, dinner, watching TV and sleeping.
"Hey, Xiaopang, what are you looking at?" Zhang Yuanyuan came over and took a look at the thing stuck on the door. "Hey, what is this?"
Fu Anan looked in the direction of her finger.
There must have been something stuck on it before, and someone pulled it off and didn't clean it up.
Before the two of them could figure this out, the radio announced that it was time to do morning exercises.
A group of children gathered in front of the door, lined up obediently, and were taken out by the teacher.
Naturally, they had to follow him out.
Players who were assigned to other classes were also there, and several of them gathered together.
Ma Yi was the first to ask everyone if they had discovered anything.
All you get is nothing.
"Okay, everyone be careful." Hearing this, Ma Yi nodded, looking like a leader.
"People started dying on the first day of this round of the game. Everyone, be careful and share any findings in a timely manner."
Fu Anan was standing a little outside listening to their conversation. Suddenly, she heard movement beside her legs. A child was running and suddenly tripped and fell at her feet.
He looked like he was about to cry but didn't.
Fu Anan was silent for a moment, then picked him up and patted the little boy's knee gently, "Does it hurt?"
The little boy stopped crying immediately and smiled at her, "It doesn't hurt."
As he spoke, he reached out and touched her face, "Teacher, you are so beautiful."
The warm touch of the child still lingered on her face, making Fu Anan slightly stunned.
Was she... molested by a kid
The next moment, a cold look came towards her.
He was a thin-looking teacher with high cheekbones, staring at them with a gloomy look.
The child seemed to be very afraid of the teacher. He immediately let go of Fu Anan's hand and ran back to where he should be.
(End of this chapter)