Jie Fangcheng's words sounded so natural and justified that not only Wang Xi, but all the players around him were silent for a moment.
Then, before anyone could react, Tong Xinxin suddenly exerted force on her feet and pushed Wang Xi back into the room.
Before Wang Xi could come to his senses, a scarlet spike was pressed against his neck.
Tong Xinxin's right hand turned into a hard weapon like quartzite.
[Skill: Gift of Blood Clan·Rare·Level 2/5]
[Introduction: The prince of the blood clan has a wife with delicious blood. Are you the one he chose? ]
[Hint: Although the gift from the vampires is powerful, the prince will be angry if you fail to donate enough blood. So... do you want to donate someone else's blood, or your own?]
[Effect: You can coagulate blood into any shape you want, your own blood is the best.]
[New skill added at level 2: Little Puppet]
[Function: Generate a small puppet that can be linked to itself.]
Tong Xinxin still had a smiling expression on her face.
"Teacher Wang, it would be unreasonable not to share this good thing with everyone, right?"
Her voice was delicate. Wang Xi raised his hand and wanted to pretend to be confused: "What? Do you believe what he said?"
Before he could finish his words, the blood thorn in Tong Xinxin's hand was about to pierce into his neck.
Just then, Tong Xinxin's wrist was grabbed by someone.
Tong Xinxin's strength is definitely impressive, as she was accepted by the Chaoyang Guild after only passing the level nine times.
But at this moment, she exerted force suddenly, and the hand that was embedded in her did not move at all.
Tong Xinxin slowly turned her head.
Jie Fangcheng held her wrist with his left hand and took his broken apple in his right hand. He ate it clean in two bites and without looking back, threw it accurately into the trash can behind him.
"Don't fight here," he said.
Tong Xinxin looked at him and sneered in her heart.
Didn't this guy say he only completed the game once
Sure enough, no newbie who has only completed the game once would be so stupid as to come to the second level dungeon.
It seems that this person lied. He is probably someone who likes to play the pig and eat the tiger game.
After people died, horror games came into being. The original laws and morals have become a thing of the past, and the psychology of many people has changed, so all kinds of players have appeared.
It seems that Jie Fangcheng in front of him is also like this.
have a finger in the pie!
Just as Tong Xinxin was about to continue to exert her strength, she heard him say, "If you want to fight, go outside and fight. My bed is next to you."
Jie Fangcheng pointed to the bed next to them, which was already covered with bedding and ready for them to lie down and sleep on.
Tong Xinxin: “…”
The expression on her face, which was close to being vicious, froze for a moment, and then returned to her smiling face.
"I'm just a delicate little girl, why would I want to fight with Teacher Wang?"
After saying that, Tong Xinxin took back the scarlet blood thorn in her hand and pulled Wang Xi up from the ground.
"Teacher Wang, where is the student handbook? Everyone is waiting for your reply."
Wang Xi looked up.
The players in the corridor gathered in a circle and looked at him quietly.
Wang Xi has completed more than ten copies. Although his ability is not particularly strong, he is not a fool to survive a horror game. Now that he has been exposed, he will have no chance of escaping if he does not hand over the things.
Wang Xi gritted his teeth, opened his Qiankun sleeves, and took out the thin student handbook.
"This is it."
Tong Xinxin was closest to him and took the student handbook directly into her hand, then raised the booklet in her hand.
"The lights are about to go out. I know no one would feel safe leaving this thing in the hands of anyone. Let's do this."
Tong Xinxin waved her right hand and opened the student handbook directly.
The manual only had 7 pages in total, and she tore them all apart.
There are fifteen new teachers in total, three girls and twelve boys.
The boys were divided into six dormitories. Among the three girls, Xu Xiuxiu was in the same dormitory with NPC.
There are eight dormitories in total for the players, and each dormitory has a piece of paper.
Xu Xiuxiu was given half a page, and that half was obviously torn off a little - she and Guo Siming looked at each other, and Guo Siming took the half of the teacher recruitment advertisement paper to compare it, and it matched exactly.
After the distribution, only Wang Xi and Jie Fangcheng's dormitories had not a single page of paper.
Tong Xinxin was still smiling: "Teacher Wang has kept this manual for us for so long, he must have known the contents of the manual very well. Teacher Jie, if you have any questions, you can ask Teacher Wang directly. I think you guys shouldn't mind my distribution like this, right?"
Not only did the players around them have no objection, but Jie Fangcheng, who had already sat back on the bed, had even less objection.
Wang Xi could only grit his teeth and shake his head.
Guo Siming is a straightforward person, and he was very unhappy at this time: "We are new here and don't know anything yet. Regardless of whether there will be competition in the future, our biggest enemy is still the NPC. What are you doing?"
But there were also some players who were more careful and had sensed that something was wrong from Wang Xi's performance.
The most common way for players to clear a dungeon is to stick together in the early stages of the dungeon, getting through the early stages when they are completely in the dark and don't know how to clear the dungeon.
Wait until the later stage when you have figured out how to clear the dungeon, and then seek to maximize your profits.
Wang Xi looked like he had already confirmed that this copy was a copy where there was competition among players.
The player is now a teacher, and the condition for passing the level is an average score of 562, which is a score that can be achieved as long as the teaching is serious. It seems that there is no competition.
Just then, a hurried ring rang in the corridor.
"The lights will be turned off at 11 o'clock! Teachers, please go back to your rooms and get some rest!" Director Wei's voice came from the end of the corridor.
Tong Xinxin glanced around and was stunned when she saw the face of the player named "Zhang An".
This guy named "Zhang An" still looks like a gentle and polite gentleman. What made Wang Xi angry just now
Did he do it unintentionally or on purpose
Feeling her gaze, Zhang An smiled and nodded at her politely.
Tong Xinxin then withdrew her gaze.
The players returned to their respective dormitories, and Zhang An loosened his tie.
Because of the conflict with Wang Xi just now, the buttons of his suit were loose. At this moment, he raised his hand and buttoned it elegantly.
Guo Siming, who shared the same dormitory with him, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you want to see this paper tonight?"
Although Zhang An's current performance is not particularly outstanding, this person has a temperament that cannot be ignored. Guo Siming has already regarded him as a member of his own guild and is willing to seek cooperation with him at this time.
Zhang An just smiled and said, "No, I have to go to the guard post of the student dormitory to be on duty. I don't know if it will trigger other things."
Guo Siming breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him: "No, generally the first day will not trigger the death."
"good."
After saying that, Guo Siming also returned to the room.
Zhang An turned his head.
In Wang Xi and Jie Fangcheng's dormitory, Wang Xi's expression turned pale and blue, and he was staring at Jie Fangcheng lying on the bed, wondering what he was thinking.
Finally, he seemed to have made a decision.
Just then, a voice came from the corridor.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything to him."
Wang Xi looked up suddenly.
The slightly weird Zhang An was looking at him quietly under the dim light of the corridor. His face was full of contempt just now, but now he has returned to his usual gentle and gentlemanly demeanor. When he said this, he also sighed, and still maintained a friendly attitude in the face of Wang Xi's angry and resentful gaze.
"This is my personal suggestion," he paused. It was rare that what he said next was true. "Maybe in this instance, your roommate is the strongest."
After saying that, Zhang An turned and left.
Wang Xi narrowed his eyes.
He sat on the bed for a long time, and finally, he lay back on the bed.
.
Over there, Zhang An quickly arrived at the guard post of the student dormitory.
There was only an old man at the gate. When he saw Zhang An, he had a cold expression and glanced at him up and down.
"Are you Zhang An? The teacher whose class only has 19 points?"
"Yes." Zhang An was still in a good mood and looked very polite as he put the documents he brought with him on the table.
The old man sneered and said sarcastically, "You didn't study hard before, so what's the point of pretending to work hard now? Our Gaoji Academy has always cultivated the best students, but since you came, the students' grades have dropped to 19 points! What a shame!"
Before Uncle Li could finish his words, Director Wei knocked on the door of the guard room and walked in.
"Teacher Zhang, you're here."
Director Wei was not in a good mood towards other teachers who were punished, except for Teacher Zhang. Every word from Teacher Zhang touched Director Wei's heart, making him feel that among this large group of teachers, only Teacher Zhang could be his confidant.
Teacher Zhang was being punished at this time. Director Wei also knew Uncle Li's temper. It happened that he also had to come to the student dormitory for inspection, so he took the opportunity to give Uncle Li some instructions.
Director Wei talked to Uncle Li about Teacher Zhang's teaching philosophy and why he got 19 points. Uncle Li's expression became amiable.
"I really didn't know this just now. I'm so sorry, Teacher Zhang!"
Zhang An's attitude was still very gentle. He looked at Li Boshi intently, and his eyes made people feel very close and trustful.
"It's okay. I know you're angry for the sake of your students. We're all concerned about our students. What misunderstandings can't be resolved?"
Look at what they said! Look at their awareness!
Two NPCs and one player are as close as a family in the guard room of the student dormitory.
Director Wei soon went on patrol, and Zhang An sat at the table, looking at the teaching materials carefully and writing the lesson plans. Whoever saw his focused look with glasses could not help but say, "What a responsible and hardworking gardener."
Time passed by minute by minute, and soon it was eleven fifty.
After finishing his patrol, Director Wei arrived at the guard room and saw Zhang An still writing furiously, so he reminded him: "Teacher Zhang, our school will have a power outage at 12 o'clock. After the power outage, you must go back to bed and rest. Don't walk around casually, ah!"
Zhang An was stunned: "I'm almost done writing, if the power goes out..."
"Write it tomorrow. There's no rush. Just don't walk around at night."
Zhang An hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, thank you, Director Wei."
After saying that, he wrote faster.
But ten minutes passed in a flash. Uncle Li watched from the side and urged him: "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Zhang! Even if there is only one word missing, let's not write anymore. It's time to go to bed and rest!"
"immediately!"
Uncle Li was staring at the clock on the wall anxiously. When there were ten seconds left to twelve, he slapped his pen away and forcibly dragged him to the bed against the wall in the guard room.
Zhang An did not intend to break the rules on the first day. If Uncle Li ignored him, he would give himself a few seconds to return to bed.
At this time, Zhang An was dragged to the bed against the wall by Uncle Li, who looked very old. He struggled for a moment and felt that the two hands that were like dead branches that were stuck in him were incredibly strong.
This NPC is very powerful and it is indeed not a copy that can be cleared by force.
Zhang An stopped struggling and cooperated by lying on the bed.
After Li Bo dragged him away, he immediately returned to the other bed near the door and spoke quickly in the remaining few seconds: "No matter what you hear, don't answer! Close your eyes and go to sleep!"
Zhang An did as he was told immediately.
[Boom, boom, boom.]
Soon, the clock struck twelve.
In the distance, there was the sound of busy footsteps - just like students leaving school.
But unlike the students of the current Gaoji College, these students’ footsteps were messy and excited, and they were as happy as little birds released from a cage to enjoy the wind.
There seemed to be faint sounds of conversation in the corridor.
"Hey, why did you only get 400 points in your last exam? Won't your mom scold you when you get home?"
"I just played during the holiday and didn't study hard at all... It's okay, my mom said, I should do well on the exam next time!"
"Wow, Mr. Zhou changed his hairstyle! He looks pretty handsome! Next time during physical education class, ask him to tell you which barbershop he got his hair done!"
At this moment, the glass of the guard room was knocked cautiously.
"Uncle Li, I lost my meal card. Is there any classmate here who found it?"
"Uncle Li?"
"Uncle Li..."
"Well, I'll come in and look for it myself!"
The door was pushed open with a creaky sound.
A cold breath rushed in from the door.
There were several "students" walking in, and Zhang An counted their footsteps carefully.
One, two, three…
Seven.
Seven footsteps of varying heaviness were heard, and seven students came in.
The students were talking in low voices.
"Huh? It's Class 9's new math teacher... Wow, so handsome!"
"Zhou Keyang, come and take a look, this is your class's new math teacher!"
A slightly slow sound of footsteps came closer and closer.
Zhou Keyang.
There is no Zhou Keyang among the students in Class 9... No, or rather, there is no Zhou Keyang in Class 9 now.
Seven students.
New math teacher.
Are they the students who died in the “car accident”
A cold breath lingered at the tip of his nose, as if someone was lying in front of him, looking at him intently.
Zhang An lay motionless on the bed.
The student named "Zhou Keyang" stared at him.
"Hello, teacher. Are you the new math teacher of Class 9? What's your name?"
He repeated this sentence many times, but the person lying on the bed still said nothing.
"Zhou Keyang's" voice became more and more hoarse, and in the end it sounded like there was a hole in his throat.
If someone opened their eyes, they would see that there was indeed a hole in Zhou Keyang's throat. A long rose branch planted downstairs of the student dormitory building pierced his neck.
He didn't look like he died in a car accident. It looked more like he fell from a great height and turned into a puddle of mud.
His sluggish footsteps were because his legs were also broken.
Behind him, there were also seven "students" who were smashed into the mud.
"May I have your name?"
"May I have your name?"
"May I have your name?"
Zhou Keyang's voice became more and more anxious, as if he was very anxious to know.
At this moment, his companion behind him reminded him: "Zhou Keyang! Director Wei is coming to inspect soon! Hurry back to the dormitory!"
The cold air slowly left Zhang An's face.
The door to the guard room opened and closed.
But there were no footsteps leaving the guard room.
Zhang An was still lying quietly on the bed, and seemed to have fallen asleep.
One minute passed, two minutes passed...
A full ten minutes later.
Finally, Zhou Keyang's voice was heard from the guard room again.
"You don't speak? But sooner or later I will know your name."
"I'll remember you, hehe."
"Hahahaha-"
After a burst of laughter, the door of the guard room opened again.
This time, six footsteps finally left the guard room.
Zhang An still said nothing and seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Uncle Li" shouted twice again.
This time, finally, the last sluggish footsteps also regretfully left the security room.
Uncle Li, who was lying on the bed at the door, breathed a sigh of relief.
Teacher Zhang is as outstanding as Director Wei said, and he was born for their Gaoji College.
The next second—
Zhang An suddenly stood up from the bed and sat back on the stool in front of the table.
The seven "students" who reached the stairs slowly turned around.
.
In the teacher's dormitory.
After the clock struck twelve, the teachers quickly went to bed.
Unlike the requirement in the guard room to rest in bed after midnight, there are almost no night rules here, only the rule not to leave the dormitory at night.
The players' bodies have been strengthened countless times by the system, and their eyesight is enough to see the fonts clearly at night. Almost everyone is holding a piece of paper and studying it.
But there is still too little information available now, and no one can be sure what the focus of this copy is.
Teaching level? Relationship with NPCs? Ability to manage students
When everyone was sleepless late at night, Wang Xi listened to the smooth voice of the player named Jie Fangcheng in the same dormitory, which was obviously the sound of sleep, and he was almost jealous.
It was obviously impossible for Wang Xi to fall asleep today. It was clearly him who found the student handbook, but now the handbook has been distributed to everyone, excluding him.
Just then, they heard a painful scream coming from Tong Xinxin's dormitory.
What's wrong
Wang Xi was delighted and sat up immediately, putting his left ear against the wall.
Tong Xinxin's dormitory is next door. This woman almost killed him just now... Although Jie Fangcheng saved him at that time, it was because of this kid that the student handbook in his hand was discovered.
This kid is sleeping so soundly now, could it be that he thinks that saving him can offset his merits and demerits
While Wang Xi was trying hard to listen to the noises coming from the other side of the wall, he was thinking angrily in his heart.
But at this moment, he heard a "creak" in his right ear, which seemed to be the sound of a door opening.
The sound of the door opening
Wang Xi didn't need to figure out where the sound of the door opening came from. The next second, he clearly heard with his right ear that, right at the door of his dormitory, Xie Fangcheng let out a tired and lazy "ah".
The lights in the corridor came on, and the light instantly poured into the dormitory.
Wang Xi: “…”
Wang Xi: “!!!”
For a moment, Wang Xi even forgot about Tong Xinxin. He immediately turned around and looked at him in shock: "What are you doing???"
Jie Fangcheng put his hands in his pockets - it must be said that Gaoji College does have very good material conditions. Every teacher is given three sets of uniforms and two sets of pajamas, and the teacher can choose the color and pattern of the pajamas.
Jie Fangcheng didn’t care about this, he just bought two sets and came back.
He was wearing a silk pajamas with a purple background and red flowers, which looked very luxurious. His medium-long hair was soft and stuck in clumps. Standing there with sleepy eyes, he looked like a landlord from Guangdong and Guangxi who owned nine buildings, exuding a sense of leisure that made people want to touch it.
At this time, he yawned, and his voice sounded lazier than his image: "I'm going to the toilet..."
There is no private bathroom in the teacher's dormitory, only a public toilet.
"! You! You can't leave the dormitory after the lights are turned off at night! Didn't you hear what Director Wei said just now?"
Jie Fangcheng snorted disdainfully and walked away staggeringly.
The well-mannered Manager Xie did not forget to close the door before leaving.
Ding...da.
The corridor was very quiet, with only the faint sound of water and Jie Fangcheng's footsteps.
Jie Fangcheng slipped on his shoes, went into the bathroom and quickly relieved himself, then he washed his hands very hygienically at the sink.
As he was washing, a hand covered in mud reached out from behind him. Just as it was about to rest on his shoulder, Jie Fangcheng, who was washing his hands carefully with his head down, did not even raise his head.
"No, it's so dirty, and I have to do the laundry if I do."
The hand paused and continued to rest on his shoulder.
Xie Fangcheng twisted his body and grabbed the hand.
The touch wasn’t great… and the visuals weren’t great either.
This person looked like someone who had fallen headfirst onto the ground, with half of his head gone. His face was red and white, and one could still see the brains in the remaining half of his head throbbing.
"I told you not to bother with me, you dead man," Jie Fangcheng thought for a moment, "how come you don't listen to me, you dead man?"
The "dead man" in front of him looked at him with his only remaining eye.
"… You are, you are the new teacher of Class 7?"
"yes."
"what's your name?"
"Jie Fangcheng."
Even if the "dead person" only had half of his face left, the confused expression could be fully seen on his face.
He never thought that a new teacher would answer his question directly.
Jie Fangcheng let go of his hand and said with disgust, "Just died? Why is the mud on your hands not dry yet? Look at what you got on my hands."
"… "
"Do you want to fight or not? If not, I'll wash my hands. Don't touch me. It's so troublesome to wash my hands this time."
The dead man was silent, and finally spoke: "Are you the new teacher of Class 7?"
"yes."
"How are the students in Class 7..."
Jie Fangcheng thought for a moment and said, "They are all very well behaved."
The "dead man" standing behind him widened his eyes, his brain trembling with excitement: "Be good?"
His voice was sharp: "They are obedient? They are the most terrifying thing! I teach them seriously! They will throw me out whenever they are not satisfied! They don't obey discipline! They know that they will kill me! But they still want to throw me out! You say they are obedient-"
The dead man grabbed his hand and said, "Then go and keep them company!"
The next second, Jie Fangcheng kicked the dead man who was about to strangle him away.
Every time this happened, he missed the stick from his previous copy.
How smooth that stick is, what a convenient length it is, and how convenient it is to use!
At this time, after Jie Fangcheng kicked, he rubbed his shoes on the ground very cleanly, leaving two muddy shoe prints on the originally clean floor.
Over there, the "dead man" was kicked against the wall, leaving a series of mud marks on the clean wall.
After being kicked away, the "dead man" screamed and pounced on him again.
Seeing the feeling of his hands and feet, Jie Fangcheng quickly turned his head to explore around, and suddenly, his eyes lit up!
The next second, Jie Fangcheng took two steps to the pool.
Compared to the student dormitories which look newly built at first glance, the place where faculty and staff live looks to be quite old.
The washbasin in the public bathroom is not advanced. It is made up of a long row of faucets, and the water pipes are exposed above the washbasin.
Jie Fangcheng stretched out his hand, grabbed the water pipe and pulled it forward!
With a series of loud "crackling" sounds, the nails that nailed the water pipe to the wall broke off, and the long water pipe along with five or six faucets were taken apart in his hands. Water burst out from the broken place and flowed straight from the wall on this side to the wall on the opposite side.
Jie Fangcheng dodged the water flow, picked up the stick with the faucet, and hit the "dead" NPC with it.
He hit the NPC exactly where the water pipe was broken.
While the NPC was blocking the water pipe, Jie Fangcheng quickly rushed out from the place where he was attacked by the water.
The water washed the mud off the poor NPC's body, and the entire public toilet was filled with blood, mud, and a mess.
The NPC knew that he could not beat the teacher in front of him, so he screamed and quickly jumped past Jie Fangcheng. Water droplets flew out from his body, and Jie Fangcheng was unable to dodge and was sprayed on his sleeves, leaving two mud spots instantly.
"Damn it!" Jie Fangcheng was furious and took two steps back.
But I have to say, this NPC is worthy of being a level 2 book, its running speed is faster than that of the level 1 book NPC.
"What kind of person is this? Do you have any sense of public morality?!" Jie Fangcheng looked at the mud spots on his sleeves and cursed angrily.
Turning back again, he looked at the bathroom with a unique decoration style behind him and was silent for a moment.
However, Manager Jie is very experienced in dealing with this kind of thing.
Jie Fangcheng lifted the stick connected to the faucet onto his shoulder.
"Director Wei? Director Wei? Which room are you in?"
.
In the guard room of the student dormitory.
The students who came and went crowded around the small glass window of the guard room, staring at the person sitting at the desk.
"He's awake! He's not asleep!"
"No no no, he didn't open his eyes... What is he doing?"
"This person is so strange. He hasn't even opened his eyes. Why is he still writing a lesson plan?"
"Who is he? Zhou Keyang—"
Zhou Keyang also stared at him: "I don't know..."
"Ah, you are a student in Class 9, how come you don't know your teacher's name?"
Zhou Keyang said in a low voice: "But this is a new teacher."
"Oh yeah! We've changed teachers!"
"New teacher... We, we can't..."
Someone comforted him: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as the new classmate comes, we will know his name sooner or later!"
"Yes, yes, yes, these teachers will definitely allow new students to come!"
"It's okay Zhou Keyang, you will know his name sooner or later!"
The person sitting at the table seemed unaware. He had his eyes closed and was not wearing glasses. There were slightly red marks on the wings of his nose caused by the frames.
Zhou Keyang held his head: "Ah, but I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry-"
"Teacher, teacher, I'm so hungry—"
"Would you let me have a little bit? Just a little bit—"
There was a sound of impact on the glass in front of Zhang An. It was very faint at first, but as time went on, the sound became louder and louder.
about there.
Zhang An thought.
He already knew all the information he needed today... No, for this book, he had already collected all the information he needed, and he also knew how to pass it.
From the moment he entered the dungeon, he knew that this should be a dungeon where there would be competition among players.
The clearance rate does not exceed 15% - the clearance rate in the game is counted every 5%, that is to say, the highest clearance rate of this copy is between 10-15%. There are 15 players entering the game, and the maximum number of clearances is two.
Two people, this is a very coincidental number.
Players are assigned to teach two subjects, mathematics and Chinese. The player who ranks first in a subject has the opportunity to re-select the class he teaches, and the top ten students have the right to request a change of teacher.
All signs suggest that players will have the opportunity to form a two-person team and teach the same class.
—And only this class will win.
According to Pareto's principle, 80% of the wealth is in the hands of about 20% of the people. The later the time goes, the less likely it is that good students and bad students will be mixed together. Especially in this school, students have great rights. Good students can take the initiative to request to be transferred to other classes and teachers. These "good students" will flow to "good classes", and in the end the good ones will become better, and the bad ones will become worse, and it will be almost impossible for a middle ground to emerge.
In the morning, he guided the players in the mathematics group to give students a test. After the results came out, the scores of students in each class showed a strange distribution pattern close to the average score. There were no students with particularly good scores, nor were there students with particularly bad scores.
This is normal, because students need to consider how the teacher should give their grades.
They need to give a grade that is not at the bottom, but at the same time, the grade cannot be too high, otherwise their grades in other subjects will not be enough.
The copy tip is that every student has subjects they are good at and those they are not good at.
Wang Xi’s interpretation is that this shows that every student’s total score is the same, and if some subjects have high scores, the scores of other subjects will naturally decrease.
But Zhang An explained that although each student’s total score is the same, the students’ coefficients in each subject are different.
For example, a student has a total score of 500 points, and he chooses to allocate 100 points to mathematics. He is "good at" mathematics, and the coefficient of mathematics for him is 1.2, so when the 100 points he allocated are added to mathematics, the resulting mathematics score is 120.
But he is not good at Chinese, and the coefficient of Chinese is only 0.8 for him, so he also allocates 100 points to Chinese, and his score is only 80.
He himself also successfully verified this.
The test paper he gave to the students was a math test paper, but some students worked on the knowledge they had learned two months ago, and some worked on knowledge they had not learned.
It stands to reason that if the students in the class learn independently and actively, then no matter whether it is the knowledge learned two months ago or the knowledge in the future, there will definitely be good students who can master this knowledge.
but no.
There was not a single student in the class - in this place that advocates top grades, all students seemed to work so hard, but no one "learned" these things.
Moreover, the scores obtained by students for the papers taken two months ago and those taken without study were similar.
If it were a normal school with normal students, this situation would not happen.
No matter how quickly you forget the knowledge you have learned, it will always be more familiar to you than unfamiliar knowledge. It is impossible for the scores of knowledge you have learned once to be similar to those you have not learned.
There is only one explanation: they are "not good at" previous knowledge and knowledge that they have not learned, and their coefficients are very low.
This is a very simple copy.
With a little ruthlessness, a smart player can quickly eliminate all the other players - all it takes is a smart partner.
Two players join forces to let students with high math coefficients in the class allocate more points to math, and students with high Chinese coefficients allocate more points to Chinese.
Like Zhang An now, the transcript in his hand with an average score of only 19 has already allowed him to know which student has a high math coefficient and which student has a low math coefficient.
The students must have given the highest score they could this time, because the "difficulty" was too great, and if the score was not raised, the result would be extremely bad.
As long as they followed his instructions and cooperated with their partners, soon their class score would rise to first place.
After being promoted to first place, you can switch to students with higher total scores.
Who are the students with high overall scores
Zhang An could guess with his eyes closed that it was not those with good academic performance, but the children of wealthy people who invested in the school.
—Total score.
Look at this word, what is the sum of the parts
Such a magnificent and noble school... Is there any need to ask what the overall score is
There is indeed competition between players.
But no one has discovered it yet... or rather, soon these people will discover that the first level of competition is the competition within the Chinese language group.
In the nine-person Chinese language group, only six people can pair up with players from the math group.
There must be three people who cannot team up with players and can only team up with NPCs.
Will NPCs listen to the player's commands
Will not.
Players in the Chinese language group will first compete for players in the mathematics group. During the competition, if a player is smarter, he will find a second dead end that may lead to passing the level.
—Kill the students with poor grades.
There will be no punishment... or at first there will be no punishment.
As long as the average score does not drop, players will not come to the security room and will not see dead students.
But overkilling comes at a price.
Maybe the good students will be offended and leave the class.
Or maybe... it's what the copy says: You are a teacher, so you can definitely make your students like and support you.
Students may have a certain level of group satisfaction. If the satisfaction is too low, the teacher will also be eliminated.
Zhang An stopped writing.
He had finished testing everything he wanted to test and could now go back to bed and rest.
These NPCs were not killed by him, so they would not attack him.
Thinking of this, Zhang An was about to stand up when suddenly, the glass exploded and fragments flew everywhere.
There were sounds of fighting at the door.
A shard of glass scratched the back of his hand and he paused.
The student NPCs at the door screamed and were soon chased away by something unknown.
Ten seconds later, Zhang An felt a pleasant scent, like the fragrance of some flowers rooted in the body of the person opposite him, mixed with a little bit of blood.
Then, under the moonlight, in this copy of the horror game, a very clear and soft voice with a smile came from the window.
"Hey, Mr. Zhang, are you okay?"
(End of this chapter)