The girl's hand, which had been touching her face, suddenly moved to her mouth, covering it to hide her smile. She then shyly and gracefully returned to her seat with the light, deer-like steps of a young girl.

That back view looked shy and flustered no matter how you looked at it.

Liao Yuewei just wanted to give a thumbs up. To be able to force a female ghost to flee in panic is truly unprecedented! Those self-proclaimed wise and powerful single dogs at the rest stop should really see this. If they were all as good at flirting as young girls, they would all be in relationships by now!

The eerie atmosphere in the classroom instantly vanished.

The girls whispered amongst themselves, and a sharp-eared protector overheard the following conversation: "Ah! What happened to Luo Qi? Wasn't she the one who clashed with the class monitor the most? She's so sweet-talking!"

"I heard that Luo Qi encountered a ghost last night when she went out of the dorm to get water, and the class monitor suddenly appeared and saved her. Is that why?"

'Are there really ghosts?'

"That's right, people have died in the boiler room before..."

Liao Yuewei wanted to listen further, but then she heard someone else say, "Is Song Zijiao stupid? Standing there without moving, isn't she afraid the teacher will turn into a demon?"

Instantly, the classroom fell silent. Liao Yuewei felt as if she were shrouded in gloom, and her gaze instinctively drifted to Cheng Shuang, who had been winking at her.

Her lips twitched, and feeling uneasy, she slowly turned her head, only to see a face as black as ink and a pair of bloodshot eyes...

A chill ran through her body from the top of her head, and she was completely unable to resist. Liao Yuewei's vision went black, and she fainted to the ground.

The female teacher, whose expression had changed, seemed oblivious. With a soft "Ah!", her face returned to normal, but her tone was gloomy. "What's wrong with Song Zijiao?" Her still somewhat cloudy eyes stared blankly at Cheng Shuang. In an instant, all thirty-odd pairs of eyes turned to her.

Cheng Shuang scratched her head hesitantly and asked tentatively, "Perhaps it's because... I have a lot of respect for you!"

"What do you mean?" the female teacher persisted.

The little girl gave a polite, fake smile, "So just seeing your face made you so awestruck you fainted!"

Female teacher: I want to defend my appearance, but something feels off! (Staring.jpg)