The sudden sound of "Wah" crying was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring ripples, not only breaking the originally quiet and harmonious atmosphere of the classroom, but also filling the entire space with a tense air.
Yang Yuxi, along with two other teachers who were originally indulging in the delicious milk corn bread, were startled by the sudden crying. Their hearts trembled, and a trace of panic flashed across their faces simultaneously.
"Oh my, did I just hear a child crying? Am I hearing things?" Wan Wenxia said in surprise, doubting if her ears were deceiving her.
Yang Yuxi, who had recovered, frowned with a hint of worry in her eyes: "It's not a hallucination; there is really a child crying!"
"No way..." Xie Jianing looked skeptical.
The next second.
The three of them instinctively followed the direction of the sound.
And then…
They saw little Miaomiao crying.
