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Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

Chapter 71
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The homeroom teacher stopped talking and looked at Cheryl.

Cheryl had dark circles under her eyes. It seemed that she did not sleep well last night. Her mother must have forced her to study all night.“Great! Cheryl will recite the poem for us!” Finally, the homeroom teacher said.

Soon, Cheryl began to recite the poem. She recited the poem as expressively as she could as if she was reciting it on a stage.

Everyone was amazed.

“Not bad!” The homeroom teacher praised Cheryl when she finished.

What? Not bad? Cheryl was not happy when the homeroom teacher said that. She thought she deserved a better compliment.

The vanity spirit behind Cheryl was not happy too. She raised her head and glared at the homeroom teacher.

At that moment, Lily saw many straws behind Cheryl's neck.

Just then, Pablo came back. He noticed Cheryl and the vanity spirit were angry with the homeroom teacher.

Thinking of what he had found just now, he squinted his eyes and whispered, “Lily, raise your hand and say you want to recite the poem too.” Immediately, Lily raised her hand and asked, “May | recite the poem too?” The homeroom teacher turned around and looked surprised. “Sure, why not?” With that, Lily stood up and began to recite the poem. Her voice was not as loud as Cheryl, and she could not even pronounce some of the words clearly.

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However, Lily had a cute little girl's voice that everyone liked. The class was amazed at how talented she was and felt that she recited the poem better than Cheryl.

Even the homeroom teacher was startled.

“Lily, you're amazing! Have you read the poem before?” “No, this is the first time | recited it!” Lily blurted and glanced at Pablo.

“Keep up the good work, Lily. You're gifted!” The homeroom teacher praised Lily again.

The class continued. However, Cheryl could not concentrate at all. She recited the poem better than Lily but the homeroom teacher only praised Lily but not her.

It took Cheryl a night to memorize the poem. How could the homeroom teacher compare her to Lily, who read the poem for the first time just now? Cheryl was mad. She knew the homeroom teacher praised Lily because she came from a rich family.

If 1 also come from a rich family, the homeroom teacher will also praise me too...

Cheryl was jealous. A thought suddenly flashed through her mind.

If 1 kill Lily, I can replace her and become the rich daughter of the Crawford family.

Thinking of that, Cheryl stretched her hand out deliberately. She wanted to push Lily to the floor.

However, Lily was not sitting up straight. She was resting her head on the table.

Out of balance, Cheryl fell and bumped into the back of Lily’s chair instead.

“What's going on?” The homeroom teacher turned around and asked.

Cheryl quickly sat upright and pretended nothing had happened.

“Nothing...” she replied quickly.

The homeroom teacher could not help pursing his lips. Somehow, he felt Cheryl was a bit strange.

The vanity spirit saw Pablo glancing at her and quickly shook her head. “It's not me! | didn’t ask her to do that. She did it herself!” she explained in a hurry.

The vanity spirit sat upright immediately. However, she was still reluctant to let go of Cheryl. She was still sprawling behind Cheryl's back.

It was not easy to find someone like Cheryl who was blinded by vanity at such a young age. The vanity spirit still needed two more days before she could occupy Cheryl's body fully.

When the time comes, Cheryl's body would belong to the vanity spirit completely. With that, no one could ever harm her again.

“Master, she’s so big. Can she fill up the jar of souls?” “I don't think so...” Pablo shook his head.

“What? She can't even do that?” Pablo leaned against the wall and stared at the vanity spirit. “Are you a teacher at this school?” he asked.

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The vanity spirit's face darkened. She clung to Cheryl's back more tightly.

Pablo took out a book and asked, “Lily, do you know how one turns into a malignant spirit? It's not easy, you know? Let me tell you now. So listen to me carefully.” “First, they must die in a tragic death. Being knocked by a car or jumping off a building is not considered a tragic death. They have to die in a way even worse than that.” Clearing his throat, Pablo continued, “These spirits keep wandering at the place where they died and keep repeating the last moment before their death. As time goes by, resentments accumulate in their heart and turn them into malignant spirits.” After saying that, Pablo closed the book and asked, “I'm curious. How did you die?” Hearing that, Lily tilted her head and glanced at the vanity spirit. She was curious about how she died too.

However, the vanity spirit turned her head away. She did not want to answer Pablo’s question.

The vanity spirit could not tell what kind of spirit Pablo was but instinctively, she felt Pablo had a terrifying aura.

The vanity spirit was the malignant spirit. In fact, she was the most ferocious spirit in the world, but why was she still afraid of Pablo? Finally, the bell rang. The class was dismissed.

Cheryl glared at Lily and gritted her teeth. The dark circles under her eyes were getting worse.

“You did it on purpose, didn’t you?” Cheryl bawled. She was mad.

“Huh?” Lily was confused. “What do you mean?” “You purposely recited the poem after me, right? Do you want to prove that you're better than me?” Hearing that, everyone looked at Cheryl in surprise.

Cheryl was startled. It was only then that she realized she said what was on her mind.

She quickly packed her school bag and sneered, “Didn't you say you want to meet me after class?” After saying that, Cheryl left in a hurry.

Hearing that, Lily quickly put Tortoise and Polly into her bag.

“Where are you going?” Josh asked.

“Come on, Josh. Let's go! Let's go to catch the malignant spirit now!” With that, Lily grabbed Josh’s hand and began to run.

“Wait!” Josh did not want to follow Lily. He was afraid of ghosts. There was no way he would follow Lily to catch the malignant spirit.