If someone commits three minor offenses, their photo will be displayed on the wall as punishment, and they will be required to clean the library for a week.
There were almost no major faults. The only one was for damaging books and losing pages, which was recorded in the notebook. However, after that page, there was nothing more to record.
There was no mention of what the punishment would be for a major demerit, nor any follow-up, and it seemed as if the students had all become well-behaved overnight.
Cheng Shuang looked at the date the student made the mistake—September 11, 1933.
She lowered her eyes, rummaging through the case file thoughtfully. The date on the timetable was September 4, 1933, which was a week later. The school underwent a major change, which was why the library could not operate normally.
It's not renovations; it's that all students' dreams have come true—the school has run into trouble and can't hold classes.
Of course, as mentioned in the book 'The Call of Time', the students of the girls' private school were probably orphans from wartime, and the school was their home. No one would want their home to suffer calamity.
Similarly, if the school suffers a disaster, the students will not fare much better.
There was a hunch that these maintainers couldn't survive until the accident on September 11th, otherwise something bad was bound to happen.
Clang!
The heavy object struck the table and chairs, making a slight noise.
Without needing the zombie to report, Cheng Shuang immediately understood what had happened. She called the zombie back, took a deep breath, and scurried under the desk. Using the chair as a buffer, she slowly crawled away from the pig-headed monster.
Although the densely packed bookshelves blocked her view, she could still see what was happening at the door through the gaps.
A pair of black leather shoes unexpectedly caught my eye.
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