CREAK~
The ghost homeroom teacher pushed open the classroom door.
This was the last class of the day.
He had been thinking in his office for a long time, worried that this bunch of idiots would provoke Yun Zhenyue. So, he had specifically changed this period to a class meeting to warn the ghosts of Class 1.
But as his icy gaze swept across the room, the words on the tip of his tongue died.
He was instantly stunned by the state of the Class 1 ghosts.
He'd only been gone for one class period!
What had happened?
He remembered this was a school, not a pigsty. Where did this bunch of pig-heads come from?
"Did you... get into a gang fight?" the ghost homeroom teacher asked, horrified.
As he spoke, he looked toward the male class monitor.
The monitor was wearing a pair of sunglasses, seemingly trying to look cool.
The ghost homeroom teacher frowned at the sight and immediately asked, "Didn't I tell you all to do a major cleanup last period? You didn't go?"
