Yi Chen did not harbor any particular hatred toward Teacher Fang. It was more like a psychological shadow.
After Director Cao's intervention separated the two of them, Yi Chen had not seen her again until he successfully escaped.
When he saw the Plus version of Teacher Fang corresponding to the dice roll of eleven, his former psychological discomfort resurfaced and gradually intensified, but Yi Chen quickly suppressed it again.
If the chef here still remembers me, this Teacher Fang will probably find me familiar too... This high-difficulty art class may be troublesome.
Teacher Fang stared at Yi Chen for about ten seconds before slowly turning her gaze toward the others.
"Today, I'll be teaching everyone how to dance. From now until half an hour before you go to sleep, we'll keep dancing here without stopping.
"To ensure that your movements are correct and prevent you from slacking off or losing focus, I've prepared a 'dance partner' for each of you. They'll guide and supervise you at all times."
As soon as she finished speaking,
A thin thread shot from the index finger of Teacher Fang's right hand, connecting to the head of a mannequin that provided illumination and miasma from above. She inserted it into the neck of one of the heads and gently tugged downward.
As though she had activated some mechanism,
An angled opening appeared in the ceiling, and a large quantity of mannequin material slid and rolled out.
Because of the height, the materials hit the ground and cracked in several places. Pulp even flowed out, but it quickly repaired itself under the effects of the miasma.
Different body parts attracted one another and assembled into normal Humanoid Mannequins.
They became the students' dance partners. Everyone could sense an indescribable danger from within the mannequins—one even greater