On the other side, the tall boy wanted to go out, but the teacher holding the triangle did not intend to let him go.
"The school stipulates that skipping classes is not allowed, how dare you violate the regulations?" The male teacher's voice was not very loud, but from the first word to the last word, it was filled with a manic feeling.
The tall boy hurriedly explained: "I didn't do it on purpose, really, I'll leave right away, okay?"
The teacher refused the request, he took a step forward, raised the triangular ruler in his right hand, and struck the boy's head with the right angle.
"Students who do not obey the rules must be punished!"
Of course the boy refused to sit still, and was about to run, but found that his feet seemed to be welded to death, and he couldn't move at all. He felt desperate, and his back was soaked in cold sweat.
"clang!"
The triangular ruler hit a pitch-black stick that the boy raised above his head, sparks shot out, and the boy bent his knees, so Xuan didn't kneel down.
"Help me!" He turned his head and yelled at Mo Xiaoyao and the others, his eyes filled with despair and panic, "I beg you, please help me!!"
The gentle boy and girl Xiaowen looked at each other, seeing hesitation in each other's eyes, Mo Xiaoyao took this opportunity to walk to the third row by the window, sat down on the outer seat, and took care of everything. There is no meaning to gossip.
Taking out stinky socks in the classroom
Forget it.
And I don't know if it's because I've been with Leyin for a long time. Mo Xiaoyao feels that he has made great progress in identifying the degree of danger. The teacher in front of him is probably much more dangerous than Auntie, regardless of his appearance. She didn't think she had a chance of winning.
Maybe it was Mo Xiaoyao who took the lead, and the gentle boy and girl Xiaowen simply found a place to sit down. They both lowered their heads and studied the pattern on the table, not looking at the struggling tall boy.
"Don't wait until you die!!!" The boy couldn't stand it anymore, the triangle ruler was like a hammer in the teacher's hand, and his arm was numb from the blow, "The four of us have a chance of winning against him, wait for me If you die, you can't escape!"
Mo Xiaoyao rested his chin on one hand, turned his head to the tall boy, gave him a sympathetic look, and then turned back. She didn't skip class, and found her own seat, and she didn't clamor like "attack the teacher together" like a second idiot—honest students, there won't be such a big danger.
Even if it is a 4-star dungeon, the degree of freedom and danger of NPCs has increased significantly, but it is still limited to the rules and cannot directly attack people who have not violated the rules.
For example, the dormitory aunt, her lovely roommates, and the teacher in front of me.
Mo Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, not intending to act as an envoy of justice. The situation over there was obviously irreversible, but the other two people in the room could be saved a little bit.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyao turned his head to look at those two people, and met the gentle boy's eyes. Blinking, Mo Xiaoyao raised his chin towards the desk, and tapped his own desk lightly with his fingers.
Talking is impossible, Mo Xiaoyao doesn't want to do anything to attract the male teacher's attention, it's obvious to remind him to do this, it's up to him whether he can comprehend it or not.
The gentle boy was taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding what Mo Xiaoyao meant, and subconsciously followed her eyes to look at the desk, then his expression changed, and he stood up abruptly, as if he had come to his senses.
Mo Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, looked at the girl who was still bowing her head and clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest as if praying, and immediately gave up the plan to remind her. It's too far away, before the other party doesn't look over, there's no way to attract her attention without making some noise.
And the movement had to be very loud, otherwise it wouldn't be able to overwhelm the sound of the teacher hitting the tall boy's skull with a triangle ruler.
Yes, in just ten seconds, that boy had already died. Although the body is still standing there straight, from the outside, it is obviously impossible to survive.
What human being can survive with his head about to be split in half
"Boom!"
The triangular ruler was still beating the boy's head, changing from vertical to flat. The teacher was educating the students with force while giving verbal lectures.
"It's the troublesome people like you who are running around in class!"
"Boom!"
"The accident last time was also because of you!"
"Boom!"
"Run to other people's classes to block them!"
"Boom!"
"Threatening people!"
"Boom!"
"Good girl, you made me throw myself into the lake!"
"Boom!"
"I don't know how to reflect, but I dare to instigate others to fight against the teacher!"
"Boom!"
…
Although the boy was dead, Mo Xiaoyao was still in pain because of him. The triangle ruler is definitely a [Legendary] artifact, otherwise there is no way to explain why a living person can be photographed into a soul so quickly.
Yes, now that boy is already a soul.
Every time the triangular ruler was flattened down, a white breath shot up from his cracked skull, and after a dozen strokes of the triangular ruler, a milky white soul was completely squeezed out of the original body , Standing in front of the teacher honestly, accepting his reprimand.
From Mo Xiaoyao's point of view, there is no way to see the appearance of the boy's soul, but whether it is the figure, the back, or the clothes, they are exactly the same as the boy's corpse next to him.
Well, she knows how some of the ghost students in this dungeon got here, but she doesn't know if this is included among her roommates.
At this time, the teacher's lecture was over, the boy's spirit body flew out from the door of the classroom as ordered, and the corpse gradually turned into nothingness after falling to the ground and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
Then, the teacher glanced over Mo Xiaoyao's three roommates, and looked at other living people in the classroom.
"You guys, what are you doing in the classroom?" The teacher asked as he walked in with his legs wide open, with the triangular plate in his hand facing the floor vertically, the red, white and white stains from the boy's craniotomy followed him The progress, drop by drop, formed a forward trajectory on the floor.
I wish I wasn't on duty.
Mo Xiaoyao secretly slandered, she didn't feel too nervous, if she could, she even wanted to ask a question. For example, as the teacher mentioned just now, shifting classes caused a girl to throw herself into the lake.
Could this have something to do with her pale and swollen roommate
If so, will her unforgettable place be the classroom, or the lake
Mo Xiaoyao felt that it was necessary to look for it later, but for now, he had to deal with this teacher first.
So, the well-behaved student, Mo Xiaoyao, raised her right hand, and after getting the teacher's permission, she stood up and said sweetly, "Report to the teacher, I'm here to look for books, I'm about to graduate today, I have to leave the library Return all borrowed books."
After finishing speaking, she pointed to her desk, on which was a book she had just found from a drawer. There is that kind of small paper bag in the pages, and the school library seal is stamped on the spine, so you can tell that it is not the kind of private collection.
The teacher's face became more relaxed, and he even showed her an extremely ugly smile: "Students who follow the rules are good students. You can go and return the books."
"Goodbye, teacher." Mo Xiaoyao had no intention of staying at all, picked up the book and stuffed it into his satchel, then stood up, waved to the teacher, ignored the other two people in the room, and left directly out.
She guessed right. Sure enough, there is still a book in the classroom. If I went to the library rashly just now, I would have missed one. In terms of the system's pitfalls, it is impossible to come back to get it again. If you miss it, you miss it. Point deduction is a trivial matter. Maybe it will cause the anger of the librarian because of not returning the book on time.
When Mo Xiaoyao left, her roommates naturally followed. After reuniting with the two roommates who had been standing outside the window without even moving, Mo Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment whether to take a photo at the door of the classroom, and finally decided to "click" one.
Anyway, the classroom should be considered an unforgettable place, right? As Mo Xiaoyao was thinking, he calmly pushed his tongue away from his face, allowing his face to appear in the camera.
When she was taking pictures, in the classroom behind her, the teacher had already walked up to the gentle boy who had just changed his seat, staring at him until the latter was cold all over, his heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand, and he could barely beat .
"Teacher, I'm a student in this class..." The boy forced himself to be calm, and the motivation behind him not to escape was his student ID card and the real seat he had just changed to after being reminded by Mo Xiaoyao.
Usually, when new students enter school, a student seating chart will be pasted on the desk so that the teacher can identify them. Originally, everyone in the third year of high school was familiar with it, so there was no need to do this, but it just appeared where it should appear.
Mo Xiaoyao noticed it, so he found the correct location. She reminded the gentle boy that he realized it belatedly, so he changed seats in time. As for the girl Xiaowen, she still kept her original posture and huddled in her seat, muttering to herself, as if she didn't hear anything outside the window.
"Of course I know you are a student in this class." The teacher's face was quite gentle, as if he hadn't entered the wrong class or sat in a random position, so he didn't touch his bottom line, "What I want to know is, why didn't you Wearing a school uniform? You are required to wear a school uniform today, so you dare to violate the rules, are you trying to discredit the class on the last day?"
The boy's face turned pale with a "shua", and the next second, the triangular ruler fell on him.
With a "click", the pain from the broken shoulder blade made the boy groan, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He was just about to take out his weapon to resist, but the teacher drew back and did not make a second attack.
"A small lesson, classmate." A look of regret flashed across the teacher's face, clearly dissatisfied with not being able to turn the student into a student in another sense.
"Now, get out of the classroom and don't let me see you without your uniform again."
Following these words, the gentle boy clutched his shoulders and ran out of the classroom in a hurry, and met Mo Xiaoyao who was about to leave just after taking the photo.
Mo Xiaoyao: ...It looks really miserable.
The boy's gaze was much more complicated: "Where did you find your school uniform?"
There is nothing to hide, Mo Xiaoyao doesn't mind telling him the news, anyway, whether he can successfully pass the pass is his own business: "Dormitory."
The boy wanted to ask again, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the teacher walking out. After seeing the meaningful gaze cast by the other party, he didn't dare to stay in the corridor anymore, and he didn't bother to thank Mo Xiaoyao, so he turned back quickly. The direction ran away.
Mo Xiaoyao turned around and smiled at the teacher as an obedient student, then turned around and saw through the glass the girl Xiaowen who was not wearing a school uniform and was sitting in an incorrect position, still sitting there in that position.
Unscathed.