Dan Kaiquan and his friends ran another trip, filled five buckets with water, and splashed it all over the corridor in front of classes 8 and 9, some even flowing into the territory of class 10.
"That's about enough," Ma Shicheng tiptoed, bending his waist, cautiously wading through the water, wary that if his shoes got wet, they wouldn't dry easily in this weather.
While some were busy, Wang Longlong stood guard on the east balcony of class 8, tasked with scouting for unusual movements to prevent being detected by the school security. But now, at one in the morning, all the lights in the school's teaching buildings were out.
The night was cold and silent, with only a faint glimmer, as if the frost was reflecting a crystal glow.
Wang Longlong shrank his neck; if it were usual, he would definitely be in bed now. Today, his parents were out, not returning until later, allowing him to stay on campus.
