"Bang!"
Once all the students of Astronomy Class 08-1 entered the room, the narrow door was forcefully closed from the outside, making the room even darker. Especially Assistant Hilda, who was pulling the net hanging from the ceiling, standing in the aisle between the chairs. Her tall and thin figure cast shadows of varying intensity among the rows of candlelight, further heightening the oppressive atmosphere in the room.
"Clang!"
The room shook violently. Even sitting on the long bench, Zheng Qing involuntarily tilted to the left, almost crushing the monitor sitting beside him. Luckily, Jiang Yu was carefully supporting the swaying Li Meng, seemingly unaware of the boy's slight impropriety.
Assistant Hilda seemed prepared, holding onto the net with one hand, her feet firmly planted like nails on the floor, appearing very steady.
