You Want to Harm Someone, But You Harm Yourself

Oh.

No.

There were two exceptions.

Sheng Jingyan, who sat motionless like a bell.

And Gu Wan'an, who had a faint smile on her face as she watched the commotion.

This was what Zhang Qing saw when he walked in.

"What are you all doing? The classroom is a place for learning. What's with the commotion and the crying?" He scolded coldly.

"Snake…Snake…"

"What snake?"

"Beneath your feet... Snake... There's a snake..."

Zhang Qing lowered his head.

A small green snake was wriggling and crawling under his feet.

He frowned, grabbed the snake's head, walked quickly to the window, and threw it out.

"Who brought the snake in?"

Lin Yu'er pointed angrily at the corner of the last row of the classroom. "Shen Ziqing brought it in. She did it!"

"Shen Ziqing, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Qing frowned. "Why do you have to bring a snake into the classroom? If it bites any student, will you be responsible?"