Lowly waste (1)
編輯: Misty Cloud Translations
The classroom was well-lit and there were about forty over students who were happily playing around.
When Ye Qing Luo pushed opened the door, the entire classroom turned towards her but only throwing her one glance, they immediately withdrew their sights and continued with what they were doing earlier.
Ye Qing Luo sensed incisively that among those glances which were shot towards her, seemed to be imbued with rejoice in her misfortune.
The scenario now was just merely the calm before the storm.
What made Ye Qing Luo most astonished was that there were so many students in this devil class.
There were about seventy over tables and chairs in the entire classroom and many of it were empty seats.
Ye Qing Luo swept her gaze across the classroom and was fixated on the seat at the corner of the last row of the classroom.
All the tables and chairs were arranged neatly, except for that one table and chair which was set up alone in the corner.