Class 3 doorway.
"Another sunny day." Qianbao sighed, entering the classroom with the morning light, "Ok now, class begins."
"Why does your class smell like spicy strips?"
"Li Hua, stand up!"
"It wasn't me, teacher." Li Hua stood up with a puzzled look, his lips red, "Do you have any evidence?"
"Evidence?" Qianbao, dressed in a pink down jacket and fitted gray skirt, sneered.
"Turn around and let everyone see."
Instantly, the class burst into laughter.
Jiang Nian laughed, "Hua, who stuffed spicy strips in your mouth?"
Ma Guojun's chubby face squeezed into a narrow smile, "Kid, you didn't even wipe your mouth after eating?"
Li Hua wiped his mouth, leaving a streak of red oil on his hand.
"What the hell?"
In the back of the classroom, near the blackboard.
The king returned home.
Qianbao was dressed especially pink today, like an eighteen-year-old girl.
"OK, everyone take out your test papers and look at the fill-in-the-blank section."
