The teacher was still lost in thought, and it was very convenient for Wei Jing to use this spot by the wall. So she slightly turned her body and reached out to get the phone she had just tossed in.
Got it!
Huh?
What did I grab? Why does it feel so strange?
Wei Jing instinctively tried to withdraw her hand but failed, so she bent over to look at the drawer.
She saw two hands interlocked at the fingers.
One was hers, and the other seemed not to be hers.
Huh?
Huh.
Huh!!!!
"Ah!!!!!"
Everyone in the examination room turned their attention to Wei Jing, who had jumped up and screamed suddenly, and many were startled.
The invigilating teacher, who had been mentally absent except for a moment ago when he worried about Feng Kai, stood up too, looking concerned and worried at the frightened Wei Jing, and asked, puzzled, "What's wrong, student?"
"Hand! Hand, there's a hand! There's a hand in my drawer!"
