Why it never ends

Chapter 1153
The palace was particularly lively that night.

The children did not get the news in advance, and only knew there was a "press conference" when a large group of strangers arrived in the afternoon. The adults with their cameras pointed their cameras at their classrooms, and then gathered in groups of three or five to take pictures of the snow line of the mountains far away... All these actions aroused the children's curiosity, but they were too embarrassed to ask because of their poor English.

During the break, Eleven took Qiqi to the staircase on the second floor. The two children squatted together, curiously looking at the people chatting in the lobby on the first floor.

She couldn't tell why, but when she saw these people, she felt uncomfortable all over. She tried to observe and find the reason, but she found that she couldn't find any reasonable reason.

"These people look so bored." Eleven propped up his chin, "What do you think they are doing?"

"Chatting." Kiki replied.

Eleven rolled his eyes: "I didn't know they were chatting!"

Qiqi doubled over with laughter - she suddenly realized that her answer just now was indeed a bit nonsense.

"Come with me!" Eleven suddenly stood up, "I have an idea——"

Before Eleven finished speaking, he had already dragged Qiqi downstairs, and Qiqi hurriedly followed: "What are you going to do?"

"Shh!" Eleven turned around, "Be quiet, I'm going to replace the jam over there with chili sauce!"

Qiqi opened her mouth wide: "Why are you..."

Eleven burst out laughing: "I want to see how they can act so proud after eating the hot sauce!"

The two children burst into laughter again.

At this moment, a young reporter walked up to them and asked in a low voice if there was any other place in the palace where they could go to the toilet besides the one on the east side.

When Eleven heard the other party asking about the bathroom, he pointed to the east and said, "Over there!"

"No, no," Qiqi shook her head quickly, "She wasn't asking about the one in the east..."

"The bathroom is on the east side, very close!" Eleven looked at Qiqi.

"No, she asked if there was another bathroom."

Eleven frowned, "Why would you want anything else?"

Qiqi had already raised her head and was stumbling over her answer to the question. As she spoke, she pointed to the staircase leading to the second floor. Eleven didn't quite understand what they were talking about, but soon, Qiqi turned around and said to her, "I'll take this sister to the bathroom on the second floor. I'll come down to see you later - wait for me!"

As she spoke, Qiqi had already pulled the man upstairs at a trot.

Eleven stood there in surprise, not knowing when Qiqi could speak District 3 English so well. She suddenly felt a little lost, but quickly cheered up.

Eleven rolled up her sleeves and rushed to the kitchen, no one stopped her along the way. When she passed the bathroom, she saw several people queuing at the door - no wonder the sister just now wanted to find another bathroom, it turned out that the women's bathroom was full!

Santa was busy in the kitchen. The kitchen helpers were all like her, having grown up on the farm and in nearby towns, and they all had expressions that she knew very well. This time, Santa felt an indescribable honor to follow the inspector into the Emperor's palace kitchen. She was happy with a little awe, and she straightened her back a little more when directing people to work.

Hesta had specifically instructed that the food for this day should not be prepared by the chef of the palace, and that the same food should be served to the table today as the children had eaten on the farm. As soon as Eleven slipped in, he was caught by Santa.

"Hmm?" She grabbed the back of the kid's collar and moved her further away from the stove. "What are you doing here?"

"Let me see!" Eleven said loudly.

Santa was amused by Eleven's accent, and many people in the kitchen looked over here. Most of them knew this child, and knew that she was brought from District 14 by the Inspector, and they treated her differently from other children.

"What are you looking at? There's nothing good to see!" Santa pretended to be angry and took Eleven to the door, "Don't make trouble here!"

Although Santa seemed rude, Eleven didn't dislike her, especially the action of grabbing her collar and dragging her to the door. It was rude but kind, making Eleven feel the presence of a long-lost acquaintance.

Eleven was brought to the kitchen door like this. She didn't struggle. Santa put her down and said, "Are you alone? Where's your little tail?"

Eleven didn't understand, so Santa asked again using gestures.

"Oh! You said Kiki!" Eleven finally understood, but many words came to his lips, and he didn't know how to organize them properly in another language.

Santa said: "There are so many people here today, don't scare her! Go play with her."

"She...ah, she...is doing something!"

"Then go do something too!" Santa said with a straight face and a smile in his eyes, "Don't mess with me here!"

Before closing the door, Santa stuffed two handfuls of round radishes into Eleven's pocket. Eleven stood by the window and ate several radishes without thinking, completely forgetting the reason why she came to the kitchen. She left some for Qiqi, planning to share them with her when she returned later.

How could Santa know Kiki? How could she be frightened by such a thing? Eleven thought that it was the friends who were in the same class with them who were frightened by this scene and became good kids.

But she should really go find Qiqi. Eleven was still thinking about Qiqi and her classmates. She couldn't figure out why other people didn't seem to like Qiqi, but she could feel that Qiqi was actually a brave person like her, but she was kind-hearted and too cautious - others probably didn't understand this, so they thought Qiqi was someone who was easy to bully.

Eleven snorted and ran towards the hall. Although this seemed unfair to Qiqi...but in this way, wouldn't it mean that Qiqi is only her good friend!

There’s nothing wrong with that!

When she arrived at the hall, Eleven saw her friend's back and she immediately shouted, "Qiqi, look what I brought—"

A group of people turned around at the same time, and Eleven saw that Hesta and Stella were standing next to Kiki.

Eleven was stunned for a moment and slowed down.

The adults seemed to be talking to Qiqi. Eleven didn't quite understand what was going on, so he walked over to Qiqi silently and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? Why are there so many people here?"

Qiqi blushed a little and shook her head, but Eleven could see that she was very happy at the moment.

"I found it!" Stella, who had been swiping her phone, suddenly laughed, "Look, this is our Qiqi's composition written in the language of the third district. I took a picture of it... I think it's better than those written by many inexplicable great writers!"

She handed the phone to the person opposite her, who passed it around and exclaimed in amazement.