As Huo Zhen said "purple," the entire class was stunned.
"What? Was that the taxi Sister Xin was in?"
"Impossible, how could Sister Xin get into a car accident? She's such a good person..."
"Boohoo, if Sister Xin dies, I'll never date anyone my whole life..."
Even Gou Dachun on the podium was taken aback.
"Lan Qingxin had an accident?" he muttered to himself, "I was still looking forward to grading her paper, wanting to know if she'd get a perfect score or a zero..."
If Lan Qingxin were dead, he wouldn't need to fulfill his bet of writing his name backward.
But for some reason, thinking about this girl who never paid him any real attention, always asleep or playing with her phone in class, if she became a puddle of blood from then on... he felt a faint sense of discomfort and loss.
Never again would anyone call him a dog teacher in his class!
