Chapter 355: Grab a handful of turd
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Just as Ye Qing Qian's hand was about to touch Ye Qing Luo's bandaged wound.
Ye Qing Luo's arm suddenly shrank to the back, blinking in a flustered manner: "Sister, really can't touch, I..."
This shrinking movement caused Ye Qing Qian's hand that was holding onto Ye Qing Luo's wrist to slip.
Ye Qing Qian held on tight, the sudden jerk resulted something in Ye Qing Luo's narrow sleeve to fall off and landed into Ye Qing Qian's hand.
Ye Qing Qian had wanted to grip Ye Qing Luo's wrist tightly, after Ye Qing Qian struggled off, her palms caught something soft.
Instantly her reflexes gripped it.
At the same time, a lump of yellow stuff oozed out from the handkerchief covering Ye Qing Qian's hand.
It was sticky and yellow, and even carried a weird foul smell.
This visual impact.... Looked like a lump of... warm turd.
Ye Qian Qian's face turned dark like a charcoal on the spot.
A glimpse of that slimy dirty yellow substances reminded her of the scene when she had to wash the latrines previously. During the cleaning process, she also inevitably got blotted by those substances.
Now, the feeling of tumbling in the stomach became more and more obvious.
She could no longer retained the smile on her face.
The freshmen around them saw the cluster of things in Ye Qing Qian's hands, some had wanted to laugh while others' faces turned green.
Someone had even held onto the wall and retched directly.
"Hey.... Elder sister, I said you can't touch it, you see...."
On the contrary, Ye Qing Luo who had hid the yellow substance gave a resentful face to Ye Qing Qian: "You crush my mud sculpture! That took me a long time to mould during the mud competition with my devil classmates, I still plan to display it in my room!"
Mud?
The freshmen's eyes widened as they stare at the hands of Ye Qing Qian, their mouths twitching.
Some of their ears heard her mentioning the devil class.
It was no wonder the devil class was known as the useless class, when the rest of the students were working hard to train and increase their knowledge, the students from the devil class actually compete in playing with mud?
Everyone thought of the brilliance performance that Ye Qing Luo gave during training and immediately felt what a pity it was.
She was clearly a talent to start off with but ended up playing mud with a bunch of useless things after being sent to the useless class.
It was ruining Ye Qing Luo entirely.
"Big sister, you damage my mud sculpture, you have to compensate me!" Ye Qing Luo seemed to have not noticed the look on the people around as she spoke in aggrievance.
Was she aggrieved?
She still expects her to compensate?
Ye Qing Qian was so hopping mad that she wanted to slap Ye Qing Luo across her face.
Ye Qing Luo had deliberately fool her by placing some mud in her sleeves and still play an innocent face!
Ye Qing Luo blinked her eyes a couple of times staring at the lump of yellow substance in Ye Qing Qian's palms for a long while before scrunching her face and covered her nose hiding: "Elder sister, you look like you have grab a handful of poop....."
Now that she had mentioned, the freshmen who were disgusted and trying hard not to laugh ended up bursting out in laughter.
"Ye Qing Luo, you..." Ye Qing Qian was filled with hatred, gritting her teeth and wanted to smear Ye Qing Luo's face with the disgusting lump in her hands.
The moment she lifted her hand, Ye Qing Luo retreated a couple of steps with an antipathy look on her face.
And the lump she held in her hand was thick and sticky.
After lifting her hand, that sticky lump of mud began falling onto the ground bit by bit through the palms.
It looked even more like a globe of turd.....
"Training time is almost up, what are you all doing out here instead of lining up?"
Suddenly, a majestic and cold voice echoed like a loud bell rang across the entire training ground.