In the dormitory, Wang Ye felt utterly bewildered. The sudden call for an emergency assembly had unnerved everyone, not just him.
Liang Fan had already thrown his blanket down from his bunk in a hurry to get ready.
Even though he was a bit late, Wang Ye decided to follow suit and jump down as well.
However, Ye Sanshi's angry scolding froze the dormitory in silence, as if time had come to a standstill.
After a brief moment of hush, Liang Fan embraced himself and cried out in pain, "Damn it!"
It was only then that Wang Ye realized he hadn't heard the assembly whistle at all.
Glancing at Song Yuejin on the upper bunk across from him, Wang Ye couldn't help but mutter, "I... Class monitor... I... I must be dreaming!"
Even Song Yuejin seemed dumbfounded at that moment. He sat on his bed, turned to look at Liang Fan, and appeared somewhat at a loss.
The nightmare had startled him awake, but it had also roused the others.
