Chapter 371 Angel Kindergarten 7

Where would a normal person handle a corpse like this?

Teachers are very problematic!

In the empty and quiet kindergarten, several people had different expressions.

Jingle Bell!

A sharp bell rang.

The next moment, the wake-up song started playing on the radio. In the classroom came the noisy and cheerful voices of children, and the joyful and lively music made the kindergarten seem a little normal.

The remaining nine people were assigned to their respective classes.

Although there were lights, which illuminated the interior very brightly, there was an inexplicable feeling of discomfort. The two stood by the wall near the classroom door, looking at the children and teacher inside.

Both teachers were sitting on stools.

His eyes stared at the child like an eagle, and there was no smile on his face the whole time.

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Fu Anan stood at the door and looked at the classroom environment.

The whole classroom is not big and is divided into two areas.

There are many cots placed side by side inside, and the outside is the place for class activities during the day.

There are various pictures and paintings on the walls. The color of the paper on them is slightly yellowed, as if it has not been replaced for a long time. The messy painting methods and colors seem a bit shoddy.

The most obvious of these is a red lip painted with vinyl paint.

Post it on the wall at the back of the classroom.

The lips are deformed, stretched to an exaggerated level, and there are a lot of cracks after the paint dries.

A finger with the same dry paint was placed on such lips, making a silent gesture.

Weird, ugly, and eye-catching.

There are also various printed contents pasted behind the classroom door, announcing their daily routines.

In the morning, I have breakfast, do exercises, attend classes, and play games.

Noon is lunch and nap.

Afternoon is for classes, activities, dinner, watching TV, and sleeping.

"Hey, fat, what are you looking at?" Zhang Yuanyuan leaned over and glanced at the thing pasted on the door, "Hey, what is this?"

Fu Anan looked in the direction of her finger.

It was a ball of yellow paper paste.

It should have been stuck to something before, but it was torn off and not cleaned.

The two of them hadn't thought it through yet, and they were told to do morning exercises on the radio.

A group of children gathered in front of the door, and he lined up obediently and was led out by the teacher.

Naturally, they have to go out with them.

Players assigned to other classes were also there, and several people gathered together.

Ma Yi was the first to ask everyone if they had discovered anything.

Get nothing.

"Okay, everyone be careful." Hearing this, Ma Yi nodded, looking like a leader.

"People started dying on the first day of this round of the game, everyone, be careful and share any discoveries in time."

Fu Anan stood a little outside and listened to the few of them talking. Suddenly there was movement around her legs, and a child suddenly tripped over her feet while running.

As if to cry or not.

Fu Anan was silent for a while, then picked him up, and patted the little boy's knee lightly, "Does it hurt?"

The little boy stopped crying immediately, and smiled at her, "It doesn't hurt."

While talking, he stretched out his hand to touch her face, "Teacher, you are so pretty."

The child's warm touch still lingered on his face, making Fu An'an slightly taken aback.

Is she... being molested by a child?

The next moment, a cold look looked at her.

It was a thin-looking teacher with high cheekbones, staring darkly at them.

The child seemed to be very afraid of the teacher, and immediately let go of Fu Anan's hand, and ran back to where he should be.