Wednesday morning self-study.
Unlike usual, most desks in Class 8 had lunch boxes sitting on them.
Starting this morning, the Small Dining Table Plan was officially underway.
It had been a long time since the students had last eaten at the same table, and they felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
As they chatted, their voices grew noticeably brighter. Duan Shigang patted Cui Yu. "Yu Zi, we're eating at the same table later!"
"That's great!"
Duan Shigang smacked his lips, somewhat regretful. "Too bad there aren't any good-looking girls at our table."
"Gangzi, be content with what you have," Cui Yu said.
Duan Shigang agreed. "True."
When he had first joined the Small Dining Table Plan, he had been assigned to a table with Wang Yanyan and Li Shengnan. Being able to escape them now was already one of life's great blessings.
What more could he ask for? Every period of life had its own tasks. Now that Duan Shigang had broken out of the devil's lair and entered the human world, how could he dare dream of heaven? Cui Yu studied the seating chart, then said, "Whoa, Gang Ge, there really is a pretty girl!"
Duan Shigang immediately perked up. "Who? Who is it?"
"Tan Meiling!" Seeing the name, Cui Yu pictured a girl in revealing clothes, with a seductive sway in her walk.
Even Cui Yu thought she was outrageously hot.
If he were a teacher responsible for maintaining school discipline, he would definitely give her a ruthless lesson, use every possible method, and interrogate her about whether she would dare do it again! After thinking back, Duan Shigang suddenly realized, "Holy shit, the beauty from Class 9!"
He rubbed his hands together like a fly rubbing its forelegs, looking utterly sleazy. Not a trace of his underworld-boss