Cloud Girl

Chapter 236: The "Trash" Got Their Wish Fulfilled

Chapter 236: Chapter 236: The "Trash" Got Their Wish Fulfilled


"Kids, I just received a notice that the entire city is postponing the fourth mock exam to the afternoon."


Xing Yue’s sudden announcement caused the Nanshan Class outside to stumble: "..."


What the hell, did that bunch of losers’ wish really come true?


They seriously got a few extra hours to cram?


The East Sea Class was also taken aback, a bit incredulous that they actually had some last-minute cramming time.


Xing Yue scanned the room: "You all look so tense, oh come on, this is the last big exam before the college entrance exam, don’t stress yourselves too much. Why not go outside to the playground, play some ball, jump some rope, let’s have a PE class to relax first..."


Xing Yue truly is a teacher who considers the students’ all-around well-being.


However.


Everyone shook their heads in unison:


"We don’t want a PE class, we want a study session!"


"It must be the little Ancestor blessing us, that’s why the fourth mock was delayed!"


"The little Ancestor isn’t here to slap Nanshan Class’s face, so we have to earn our own face, at least not get slapped too badly by them!"


"Teacher Xing, don’t disturb us, we need to grab the time to memorize the papers, let’s go for it!"


Xing Yue: "..."


Wow, unbelievable, the East Sea Class is really working hard.


The Nanshan Class outside; "..."


Damn, have those second-generation rich kids been driven stupid by us?


It’s just a few hours of review time, do they really think they can humiliate us with that little effort?


Do they think our academic prowess is just paper-thin?!


==


National Oceanic Museum.


A group of people in various white dresses, eating nicely, were inexplicably gathered into a small room, dark and extremely terrifying!


Both frightened and infuriated.


The man in an elegant cloak scrutinized the women through surveillance footage, frowning slightly: "She’s not here."


The restaurant manager cautiously asked for instructions: "Sir, we thoroughly searched the whole building, everyone in a white dress was brought, including one man in a white dress. Since none of them is the person you’re looking for, perhaps we should release them quickly..."


The man in the cloak smiled gently, with an inscrutable grin: "You’re in such a hurry to release them?"


The restaurant manager, seeing him smile, felt somewhat relieved: "Sir, I’m not in a rush, it’s just that the people dining here are all prominent, well-known guests, I’m afraid of offending them..."


The bodyguards behind quietly sighed, this fool, thinking it’s a good sign when Sir smiles?


Sure enough.


In the next second.


The man in the cloak said with a smile, "I have a suggestion that will ensure you won’t worry about offending anyone."


The restaurant manager: "Huh? Please enlighten me, sir."


The man in the cloak: "Dead people don’t worry about anything."


As he spoke, he raised the cigar in his hand.


The bodyguards understood, and instantly knocked the restaurant manager unconscious, tossing him through the escape gap from the tiger shark...


The women in the room, through the glass window, saw the restaurant manager accidentally fall into the seawater, rapidly being torn apart by carnivorous fish, each one was scared out of their wits, no longer caring about the anger of being dragged into the room, they immediately rushed to open the door and fled all around...


The entire restaurant.


Only Bao Gucheng and Zuzi’s private room remained, calmly eating, chatting, teasing the shark.


"Miss Zuzi, have you decided on a college major? Any preferred university?"


"Anything’s fine. I promised someone three wishes, as long as I can get in, anything’s okay."


"Oh? What are the other two wishes?"


Bao Gucheng raised his eyebrows.


Zuzi smiled lightly, "Take care of my family, especially grandpa."


"And the third?"


"Let me think. Um, the third is to marry Brother Dog from the neighboring village..."


Bao Gucheng’s expression darkened: "Which brother?"


The little crow on the side was anxious: Ancestor, you’re killing the mood, you mustn’t mention that Brother Dog in front of a man, ahhh.