The cafeteria and teaching building are separated by a concrete basketball court, and you can walk safely to the other side via the green path next to the basketball court.
It is noon now, and because the sun is quite strong, many female classmates have started holding umbrellas while walking, which slightly blocks their view.
Weiweier walked in front and entered the cafeteria first.
The cafeteria is actually air-conditioned, and once inside, it immediately feels much more comfortable. There's a stairwell on the left side of the entrance, and there are still students eating on the first floor.
She went all the way to the third floor and glanced at the stairs before turning in. The cafeteria had a fourth floor. The number "4" was written in red on the wall of the stairwell, and the words "Teachers' Cafeteria" were spray-painted below.
She hesitated for a moment, and finally decided not to go up and check it out rashly. She turned and walked into the third floor.
There were fewer students on the third floor now, so she quickly found the window selling chicken cutlet rice, ordered one, and then stood at the food delivery counter waiting.
Wang Xiaoming, who followed behind her, came soon and ordered a bowl of chicken chop rice. The two pretended not to know each other, after all, the name of the copy was there.
The cafeteria is now busier than the teaching building. The sound of plates, spoons and chopsticks colliding echoes crisply in the space, as does the sound of students talking to each other.
"Chicken cutlet rice, two servings are ready." A male voice came from the serving station.
The glass at the ordering port in the cafeteria is transparent, but the glass at the food delivery port is covered with something, and a baffle is also installed at the place connected to the ordering port so that people cannot see inside.
Therefore, Weiweier didn't know what was going on inside, but she noticed the hand that pushed out the chicken cutlet rice.
He was clearly showing the inside of his wrist, as she could clearly see the lines and veins, but the hand in front of him was showing the back of his hand...
She hadn't noticed anything unusual about the female teacher's legs in the classroom before, so she was a little startled when she saw this strange hand and didn't dare reach out to take the chicken chop rice.
Probably because no one had taken their food, the hand pushed the plate out again: "Classmate, the meal is ready."
"Thank you, thank you." Weiwei took her portion with a slightly stiff movement, silently pretended not to see it, and quickly walked to a seat behind a pillar and sat down.
Soon Wang Xiaoming came over and sat next to her, and the two of them were blocked by the pillar.
"Did you see that?" she asked softly, covering her mouth with one hand. "That man's hand!"
Wang Xiaoming nodded and told her about the teacher's leg problem he had seen before. Both of them couldn't help but feel a little cold all over.
Weiweier leaned forward to look at the other students. Their hands and feet were normal.
"Let's eat first. We have to go back to the dormitory." Wang Xiaoming said, "I don't know the dormitory's curfew time, so we shouldn't delay too long."
"Yeah." Weiwei nodded and regained her composure.
The two of them took a bite of rice, and the system's countdown prompt popped up again, so they stayed in the cafeteria for ten minutes. During this time, there were fewer and fewer students on the third floor, until finally, only the two of them and the cafeteria staff were left.
From time to time, there was a clanging sound coming from the window, like stainless steel dishes hitting each other.
"Is anyone else here?" Suddenly, an auntie called out from the window. It was the one who had just placed the order.
Weiweier and Wang Xiaoming looked at each other, not knowing whether to respond, and finally remained silent.
"It seems there is no one here!" When there was no response, an employee at another window shouted to answer her.
"Then hurry up and pack your things. You, go wash a cloth and wipe the table." The aunt's voice was full of energy and penetrating, and it was clearly an imperative tone.
The people she ordered didn't make any sound, but Vivier and the others soon heard the sound of running water, and it was obvious that they were washing cloth.
Just at this moment, the countdown for their mission ended completely.
Normally, students should put their plates into the recycling bin after finishing their meals, but it was obviously not appropriate for them to make any noise at this time, so the two of them left their plates on the table and crouched down as they slid towards the cafeteria door.
Most of the aunts and uncles were cleaning the windows with their heads down and rarely looked up, so as long as they seized the opportunity and walked quickly enough, they could slip away.
In the cafeteria, there was a pillar blocking every two rows of tables, and they hid like spies.
"Be careful!" Wang Xiaoming was about to continue walking when Weiwei reached out to hold him back because she saw someone opening the door on the far left of the window.
The man was wearing a mask, but one could see the large burn scars on the upper half of his face, which were bunched up and pale. The scars almost covered half of his face, because Weiweier saw that there were also marks on his neck.
He was very thin, the kind that was obviously unhealthy, with a protruding spine that pushed up the clothes on his back. But at the same time, he was very tall. Weiwei estimated that this person was at least two meters tall.
He bent down and began to wipe the table, and the bone at the back of his neck became particularly prominent because of this movement.
Seeing that he had no intention of turning around for the time being, Wang Xiaoming signaled Weiwei to leave quickly. The two of them sneaked out of the third floor and heard the aunt's voice at the stairs.
"Ouch! How could someone leave something here? How uncultured! Take it away now!"
Weiweier and Wang Xiaoming looked at each other and ran away in shame.
There were only four students on the first floor of the cafeteria, and they had already finished their meal and were walking out. The two of them once again distanced themselves from each other and followed in their footsteps back to the dormitory.
The boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory were in two different places, and soon Vivier could no longer see Wang Xiaoming.
But even though she arrived at the dormitory, she didn't know where she lived... Turning her eyes, Vivier looked towards the duty room at the dormitory door.
She went up and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, no one opened it, so she bravely pushed it, and the door actually opened.
Vivier pushed the door open a crack and went in to see what was going on inside. It wasn't that there was no one there, but that someone was sleeping in the rocking chair.
She glanced at it and saw the thick book on the table with three golden words printed on it: Dormitory Inspection Record Book.
So Vivier pushed the door open a little more. The notebook was right next to the table, which was not far away. She didn't need to go in. She just needed to make some noise and take the notebook out secretly.
Holding her breath, she slowly reached in, her eyes fixed on the person in the rocking chair. The woman was about fifty years old, breathing evenly, and showed no sign of waking up.
Finally, she successfully got the notebook, and immediately quickened her pace to pull it out from the crack of the door. Then she squatted in the corner and looked through it.
The dormitory floors are divided according to grade. The first page clearly states that the dormitory floors for senior high school students are on the fourth and fifth floors. The specific dormitory personnel arrangements are on pages 52 to 77.
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