C38 A Clear and Crisp Slap

Zhang Xing, engrossed in his meal, suddenly sensed a hush fall over his fellow diners. Glancing up, he noticed all nine of them had their heads bowed deep into their rice pots. What had happened?

He then turned his attention to the other students at the table. Each one wore a peculiar expression, tinged with a hint of schadenfreude. Several classmates in coarse clothing were gesturing behind him