At first, everyone was immersed in Yan Chiyu's captivating lectures, but when there were 15 minutes left in the second class for doing exercises, they began to notice something amiss.
"Hey, doesn't it suddenly feel really cold in the classroom?"
Logically, with so many people crammed into one classroom, the heat should be intense; it should be unbearably hot. It's only mid-September, yet it's so chilly and gloomy.
"Oh, I thought it was because I was weak... I also feel a chilly feeling."
"Boys, it's time for us to show our skills. Take out your school uniform jackets that have been sitting idle for two weeks and give them to the girls to cover themselves with..."
"Hahaha, you're crazy!"
"Two weeks? Dai Lujing, are you crazy? Your school uniform is probably moldy by now."
"Holy crap, take it or leave it."
"Yes! I want it, it's too cold and spicy. And why do I feel a breeze blowing in my ears? My neck is itchy too..." The girl by the window said with a frown. The little devil awkwardly climbed down from the desk and casually took his long hair off the girl's neck.
As Wu Yue swayed to the rhythm, she thought: "The classroom is surrounded by ghosts, and there are even two ghost messengers from the underworld. It's no wonder it's eerie and chilling."
What's scary is that she's already... gotten used to trembling.
The boy was not affected by the chatter of his classmates. After distributing the original practice questions he had prepared, he raised his voice slightly and gave a summary speech, which was also the longest sentence he had spoken to his classmates this week: "After class, please hand in the practice papers to the class monitor. Please help me collect them and give them to the teacher later."
"OK."
"No problem!"
"Let's do the problems."
The boy said three words in a measured tone, and the classroom immediately fell silent.
The teacher in the back row looked at him with a bewildered expression: ???
This? That's it?
...
Yan Chiyu sat down beside Wu Yue. "Are you alright?"
"It's alright, Cuihua and Tiezhu are here." Wu Yue rested her chin on her hand and replied softly, "I think my ability to withstand things is a little bit better than before, so I guess I've made some progress."
"Very good, I'll give you a reward later." The young man raised his hand and gently patted her head twice, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
Witnessing everything, Zhou Yunwei let out a soft "hmm" inwardly, suppressing the upward curve of her lips as she buried her face in the practice problems she could finally understand.
The teacher in the back row looked at him with a bewildered, blind expression: ? ? ?
This? That's it?
Early romantic relationship?
...
Yan Chiyu put down his pen after finishing the last major question. A letter that looked quite thick was then placed on top of the practice paper. There was an official seal in the upper right corner of the envelope, with the words "Underworld Document" written in small seal script.
"Young Master Yan, this is what Lord Yama asked us to bring to you two."
After putting down the letter, Bai Wuchang awkwardly withdrew his hand. "Um, I'm actually quite well-off lately. I heard you've been drinking..."
The boy coldly raised his head. "No."
"Impossible, it's that one, Zuiyu—mmm." Black Impermanence quickly covered White Impermanence's mouth and nodded slightly to Yan Chiyu, "The message has been delivered, so we'll go down now."
Finally, he said in a very friendly and polite manner, "Young Master Yan, classmate Wu Yue, please come and visit us when you have the chance."
As soon as the sound faded, the two figures, Black and White Impermanence, transformed into a wisp of smoke and disappeared underground.
[God, go down there and see them, hahaha!]
I burst out laughing in front of the screen.
Should we also bring some paper money, a villa, and a sports car?
[The minister laughed.]
At that moment, the kids who had been gathered around the classroom scattered like birds and beasts, some running into the chemistry lab, some hanging themselves from the warehouse ceiling, and some even burying themselves in the ground...
The chilly atmosphere in Class 18's classroom gradually dissipated.
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