What a "You have to kneel even if you don’t agree."

Xi Rubao laughed and slapped the table, immediately chiming in: "Sis, it seems like they were the ones spewing nonsense earlier, it’s really karma, hahaha!"

Amidst the brilliant laughter, Zuzi maintained a calm demeanor: "There seems to be another line... What was it? Ancestor can’t quite recall."

Xi Rubao was quick-witted and blurted out: "They also said that garbage should stay in the garbage bin."

Could it be, could it be, these scoundrels spewed dirty words, and so quickly got punished by the word spirit?

While reporting to Zuzi, she was both anxious and expectant, having truly witnessed the power of the word spirit, eager to see if it would be fulfilled upon these individuals.

The classroom was currently chaotic, everyone saw Chu Qiaoen embarrassingly covered with a poster, somehow kneeling on the platform, and began gossiping. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Sun Yunyun, Sun Yunyun, where did you die off to, come help me!" Her fellow seniors had already escaped to the corridor, leaving Chu Qiaoen furiously yelling for her best friend to assist.

Sun Yunyun, sitting in the first row of the classroom, turned red with embarrassment, quickly standing up to offer help.

Unexpectedly.

Just as she stepped forward, she heard a muffled "thud."

Chu Qiaoen, kneeling on the platform, somehow tilted over, and her whole body fell towards the garbage bin beside her.

Like clockwork, her head got stuck in the garbage bin!

"Um... Ugh... Yun... Quick..." Chu Qiaoen’s ears and the poster tangled on her head were stuck tightly by the edge of the garbage bin, unable to break free, as she opened her mouth for help only to bite into garbage, covered in paste thrown into the garbage bin by her senior sisters, while tissues smeared with who-knows saliva or snot filled her mouth and nose...

Collapse!

The chaotic classroom chatter was silenced by this unexpected scene.

Sun Yunyun’s face flushed red, silently retracting her foot, pretending she hadn’t heard or seen anything.

She absolutely wouldn’t go up there, she couldn’t bear that humiliation, nor did she want to be mocked everywhere she goes as "Chu Qiaoen’s trash-eating best friend"...

In the midst of silence.

A series of strange noises suddenly came from outside the corridor, followed by thud thud sounds, oddly resembling the noise when Chu Qiaoen fell into the garbage bin.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, everyone looked over, only to see the seniors who dashed out earlier, stumbling awkwardly in the corridor, each uncontrollably falling and knocking into the ground.

There was a small plastic garbage bin placed before the doors of each classroom in the corridor.

As if prepared for them, catching each falling senior accurately and unmistakably.

The seniors now all have their heads stuck in garbage bins, which was both comical and pathetic.

Yet no one in the classroom dared laugh.

They all felt like a sword was hanging overhead, a chilling sensation hovering over their necks.

Xi Rubao took a light breath, opened her mouth and then closed it, silently thinking with reverence: "Word spirit, oh word spirit, you sure are explosively influential!"

Garbage, indeed should stay in garbage bins.

Words born out of stupidity, indeed are destined to be fulfilled upon ourselves.

"It’s just a pity about Qian Man’s poster..." She thought about how Wu Qianman’s poster was torn by those fools and thrown into the garbage bin, still couldn’t help but feel indignant.

But as she spoke, she looked up.

On the bulletin board, wasn’t that Wu Qianman’s poster dressed as Nuwa right there?

Completely intact.

Glowing brilliantly.

Xi Rubao rubbed her eyes, although Mr. Wu’s poster really ended up on Chu Qiaoen’s face and into the garbage bin, why would Wu Qianman’s poster...

Oh dear, does the word spirit even have the function of returning things to their original place?