Zhou Wenli turned her head suddenly and searched around again. When she raised her eyes, she found the child hanging upside down on the small light bulb in the corridor, with his feet facing the ceiling, squatting on his body, holding the small light bulb with both hands.

His body rotated, causing the light bulb to rotate.

Bang!

The light bulb fell to the ground and broke into powder.

The old men and women who helped pick up books in the reading room were frightened again and looked at the other rows of bookshelfs that had not fallen down in fear. They realized that the crisp sound just now was probably the sound of glass shattering. After searching for a long time, they couldn't find any glass fragments.

In the corridor outside the reading room, Zhou Wenli leaned back and sat on the ground with her weak legs leaning against the window behind her back, walls and legs.

She looked at the fragments of light bulbs at her feet and asked in a trembling voice: "The light bulbs in Akai's room are you..."

"Hehehe..." The child appeared in front of Zhou Wenli, instead of bent forward, he bent over, his head turned upside down, looking at Zhou Wenli who was slumped on the ground.

"You, how... how can you do this? This is wrong." Zhou Wenli said dryly.

The child frowned.
Chapter completed!