Annoying Little Vault
by Weng Xinhua
About This Novel
Principal Yang Qing arrived at the school on time at six o'clock in the morning and began to plan the day's work. From time to time, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, showing his meticulous demeanor. Teacher Wang Zhongshu was late for another twenty minutes. When he arrived at school, the students in other classes had already finished their breakfast and started reading. Only the students in his class gathered around several large iron buckets, scrambling to scoop out the soy milk in the buckets. Half of the steamed buns were in their mouths and half on the ground, and the rice seedlings were spread all over the place. Like a glutton. Principal Yang Qing felt a little angry and said, "Teacher Wang, did you set up a phalanx again last night? You see, they are all like hungry ghosts who have escaped from the 18th level of hell. If one or two of them are burned, how can I explain to the parents?" Teacher Wang Zhongshu said: "I'm afraid those who are hard to explain are not here yet! I heard that some teachers have sued the city government. In fact, this is the backlash of the 'three chaos', and sooner or later the higher ups will come to investigate and deal with it..."
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