Xiong Kun turned around slowly and saw that teachers from every classroom had come out.
They were looking at Xiong Kun indifferently, coldly and expressionlessly, as if they were looking at a dead person.
Under such a look, Xiong Kun felt a chill on his back.
The teacher kept the group of naughty kids from leaving the classroom, but they all leaned on the windows of the classroom, watching his actions with great interest.
Then a bold and lively child pointed at Xiong Kun and asked the teacher standing at the door in a tender voice,
"Teacher, can we play with Mr. Bear?"
The answer was the loud bang of the door closing.
The most exciting clip of Tom and Jerry was playing on TV. Every time they saw this, the group of naughty kids would burst into laughter, but not today.
Xiong Kun looked at the incomplete figure, and an inexplicable impulse made him find a branch and put the mud back to its original position.
At the moment of restoration, the classroom suddenly burst into laughter.
That shrill voice sounded more like a mockery than being amused by the cartoon.
This place is so fucking weird.
Xiong Kun threw away the branch and quickly left the place.
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At night, 9:20.
Not only did they return to the dormitory on time, but they also returned a full ten minutes earlier.
The power hadn't gone out yet, and Fu Anan sat by the window looking outside.
The room they lived in just faced the teaching building. Through two windows, Fu Anan could see some of the situation on the opposite side.
In fact, they had observed through the window three days ago.
Those children go to bed at 9:30 just like them, and now they are washing up and going to bed under the guidance of their teacher.
"Little Fatty, are you watching again?"
After washing up, Zhang Yuanyuan dragged a stool and sat next to her casually.
"Holmes, Fatty, what have you observed?"
Fu Anan glanced at her and said, "Have you noticed that these teachers never leave these children?"
“Isn’t this normal?”
Zhang Yuanyuan followed her gaze and looked over.
"These children are young and lively. If you don't keep an eye on them, there's no telling where they'll go."
"They never leave the children alone. They sleep, eat and even go to the toilet in the children's toilet in the classroom.
Do you feel that these teachers are like... a group of guards?"
"Not really. Director Zhang and the two kitchen aunties are very free."
Zhang Yuanyuan pointed at Zhang Min, who had just finished her meal and was slowly walking back from the cafeteria.
Hearing this, Fu Anan also looked at Director Zhang who had brought them back on the first day. It must be said that this director was indeed very different from the teachers in the classroom.
Just thinking about it.
The lights in the classroom opposite suddenly went out.
Looking at the time, the administrative building is about to lose power.
Seeing this, Fu Anan climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt and prepared to go to sleep.
Before going to bed, through the hazy mosquito net curtain, she suddenly discovered that the color of the words above her head seemed to have faded a little.
Fu Anan was just about to take a closer look when she heard a click and the room fell into darkness.
There is a power outage.
Then we can only wait and see tomorrow.
It was late at night, and the locust tree lay like a huge monster in the middle of the kindergarten.
The teaching building was silent.
The sound of two loud breathing in the administration building could be heard faintly through the wooden door.
Fu Anan turned over in bed, frowning slightly in her sleep. It was obvious that she did not sleep very well today.
A small voice kept calling her name—
"Fu Anan..."
"Teacher Fu..."
(End of this chapter)