Chunks of Gone Days Chapter 78

The next day, in the classroom.

The chemistry teacher was doing experiments passionately on the stage. The students underneath were all lifted up and looked at the stage without blinking. Only Everett looked down at the table belly without a trace.

There is a mobile phone on the edge of the table belly, which shows that new messages are coming.

Without a nickname, the sender is a string of foreign codes.

Everett’s eyelashes trembled, and he put his finger on the **** button to shut it down.