The Fake Daughter Is Not Innocent

Chapter 66: Where Is My Tent?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Xiao Ruoxuan stared fixedly at Xiao Ying.

Shen Meijia was a little afraid as she pulled Xiao Ying forward. She leaned over to Xiao Ying’s ear and said, “Xiao Ruoxuan’s gaze is too terrifying.”

Xiao Ying nodded and said, “That’s why you should stay away from her in the future.”

Xiao Ying spoke solemnly. Although Shen Meijia did not quite understand, she still agreed.

After walking for a while, the fighting spirit of the students was crushed by the difficult mountain road.

The homeroom teacher appeared behind them again and said, “It’s up to you whether you want to eat meat or eat vegetables for the barbecue tonight.”

The moment that was said, the students went crazy again.

For the barbecue, let’s go!

A new slogan was born.

The homeroom teacher, who felt that this slogan should be able to help them hang on for a while, disappeared again.

Xiao Ying found it strange, her gaze following him.

She saw that the homeroom teacher was not walking with the group. Instead, he was walking alone on the difficult path

Unlike the other teachers who were panting and sweating, this person looked very relaxed. His expression did not change at all.

Xiao Ying’s gaze shifted to the huge bag on the homeroom teacher’s back, surprised.

He seemed to have brought the most things.

This homeroom teacher was not simple.

Xiao Ying was lost in her own thoughts and momentarily forgot to look away.

As a result, she was caught red-handed.

The homeroom teacher smiled awkwardly at Xiao Ying.

It was obvious he did not smile often, and his smile was very strange.

The look Xiao Ying gave him became strange as well.

It was clear that the homeroom teacher had noticed this from Xiao Ying’s gaze. He silently wiped his smile away and turned his head to the side and avoided looking at her.

Xiao Ying raised her eyebrows in surprise. What was that expression supposed to mean?

She suddenly became very curious about the homeroom teacher and would pay attention to him from time to time.

However, the homeroom teacher never looked at her again.

With the occasional encouragement from the homeroom teacher, Class One was the first to reach the mountainside.

Everyone cheered before collectively falling to the ground, never to rise again.

Xiao Ying found a rock and sat down. Shen Meijia, who looked half dead, lay beside her.

With this, Xiao Ying’s figure suddenly stood out amongst everyone else.

Everyone looked at Xiao Ying… and her little yellow duck with envy.

Looking at their own big backpacks, they cried silently.

God knew what kind of perseverance they had to have to carry the backpack up here instead of throwing it out halfway.

After a short rest, the other classes gradually arrived.

Upon their arrival, everyone’s first reaction was to fall to the ground and not get up. Class One, who had recovered, started to show off everywhere, drawing their hatred points to the max.

The last place was Class Seven. They did not have any gifts today, so they only had two options. One, stay hungry. Two, eat another class’s food.

Under everyone’s envious gazes, Class One took away their champion’s gift bag.

It took four boys to lift it, showing how heavy it was.

Soon, everyone in Class Seven found their friends from other classes to freeload off.

Only a chubby boy squatted silently in a corner. No one paid him any attention.

It was still early when the students started to pitch their tents.

Xiao Ying stood rooted to the ground, wondering where the tent Cheng Yang mentioned was.

Seeing that Xiao Ying did not move, Shen Meijia asked, “Xiao Ying, do you want to share a tent with me?”

Xiao Ying looked at Shen Meijia and nodded.

If the tent Cheng Yang promised wasn’t here, she didn’t have any other choice but to share a tent with Shen Meijia.

Xiao Ruoxuan mocked from the side, “She really thinks of herself as a privileged young miss. She knew that we had to go camping but still didn’t bring a tent. We worked ourselves to death carrying a tent up, but she just came up easily.”

Shen Meijia frowned and said, “Xiao Ruoxuan, your words are crossing the line. I was the one who was willing to share a tent with Xiao Ying..”