"Zhuo Jun represents the rules of Situ An, while Liu Yi wants to use the school's rules, and the other classmates probably have their own plans."
Gao Ming wouldn't underestimate anyone in his class. Class 13 is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, everyone had their own secrets and intentions, and everyone harbored hidden schemes. Ironically, the ghost that had snuck in appeared to be the most innocent and simple.
Standing in the corridor near the girls' bathroom, Gao Ming rested his hands on the railing, reciting "The Memorial to the Throne," and the passing female students would hasten their steps when they walked by him.
"Gao Ming, time to eat!" His phone vibrated—Xi Shan had sent a message to Gao Ming in the group chat.
"You guys go ahead, I'll wait for Liu Yi." Gao Ming had just replied to the message when he saw Xi Shan had sent a video of him reciting in the corridor window.
