It's a pity that this great process of helping others was interrupted by a middle-aged man who suddenly broke in. Lin Huai squatted beside the pit, looked at the grinning female ghost, and held her chin in distress (pleasure).
"Look," he said, "to help you, you scratched the bottom of my trousers."
Female Ghost: … #… @￥… @#…
"Don't thank me." In a place far away from humans, Lin Huai had absolutely no motive to pretend to be a good person or to pretend to be well-behaved. All the bad side of his character spewed out, "And thanks to you, if that middle-aged man tells what I did, I will be in trouble next time... Tsk."
Female ghost: ￥%#@￥%@#! ! !
"However, I still plan to do good things to the end." Lin Huai smiled at her. The smile that should have been extremely beautiful, in her eyes, was like a devil's smile, "I'm a rather extreme person, I either do good things to the end, or I don't do them, so..."
He picked up a pile of dirt.
"So I decided to bury you back." He said sincerely, "If you want to blame, it's your bad life."
Lin Huai buried the female ghost in the soil, and thoughtfully tried to seal her mouth to prevent the next innocent victim from coming. After leveling the soil and jumping on it to make the soil compact, he finally returned to the middle-aged man's side.
The middle-aged man seemed to be still lethargic. Lin Huai checked his dirty clothes from top to bottom, and glanced at his watch.
"Ten past eight... I should be late." He thought.
The identity given to them by the game is a student, according to the rules, he should rush to school immediately, but...
"If you are late, you will definitely be punished." He said to himself, "But if it is a substitute teacher... even if you are late, you will not be punished?"
He sat beside the middle-aged man, looked at his clean clothes again, and made up his mind.
ten minutes later.
"The rules of the game only say that players need to enter the school, but they don't say that players need to enter the school as students." Thinking this way, Lin Huai changed the NPC's suit into his own, "If such behavior needs to be prohibited , the game should have punished me long ago."
He looked up at the cloudy sky, although the black air was churning and the lightning was overflowing, but there was not a flash of lightning hitting his head. It can be seen that the game is not in the mood to kill him.
As long as he is not punished with death, it is allowed-this is the principle he has always adhered to.
He fingered his tie deftly. The NPC's suit jacket was a bit too big for him, and it fit just right on the NPC, but it fluttered in the wind when it was on him. The shirt was tied around his waist, which seemed a little more chic for some reason.
Picking up the original substitute teacher's briefcase, Lin Huai squatted down again, took a breath, and woke up the sleeping substitute teacher.
The latter was lying on the bench with a confused expression on his face: "Where am I? Who am I?"
To Lin Huai's great surprise, the substitute teacher apparently forgot his real identity because of the heavy blow to the head, which saved him the trouble of destroying the corpse. Obviously, the substitute teacher and him, unlike the female ghost in the soil, are both very blessed.
"You're awake." Lin Huai squatted beside him and smiled kindly, as if he was just a young passer-by unintentionally, "Just wake up, let's go upstairs."
"I am..."
"You are a new transfer student at Minghua Middle School." Lin Huai turned the campus card that was originally issued to him by the game in his hand, "No, this is your campus card."
The substitute teacher took the campus card in his hand, his thoughts were dazed, but he still felt something was wrong: "I, am I a student of this school?"
"Yes." Lin Huai stood up, lowered his head, and patted the blades of grass on his legs, "Let's go, I'll take you to report to the dean, it's not good to be late."
"Oh, oh okay." The former substitute teacher stood up and followed Lin Huai's back again. Lin Huai looked at his confused appearance, and praised his luck.
But even if the substitute teacher thought of it, it would take a matter of minutes to get rid of him. He thought with a smile.
The two walked to the dean's office one after the other, and Lin Huai said, "I'll send you here first, and I'm going to report to my class."
The NPC asked him: "Are you a student here too?"
"No, I'm the substitute teacher here." Lin Huai said without any guilt.
Minghua High School has a total of six classes, which are divided by grades from A to F and arranged in order. What Lin Huai wanted to go to was precisely Class F, which had the worst grades.
After sending the original substitute teacher to the door of the dean's office, Lin Huai turned around and was about to go to class F of the third year to report, but when he just entered the corridor, he bumped into the dean who had sent the other three players to class B of the third year .
"You, it's you!" After seeing Lin Huai, the dean pointed at him and shouted, "Are you the student who was late?"
Lin Huai stepped aside, revealing the substitute teacher beside her. He spread his hands, waved them, and looked very embarrassed: "No, I'm a new substitute teacher, and this one next to me is a new transfer student."
"Are you... the new substitute teacher for class F of the third year?"
The dean turned around the two of them with questioning eyes. In her opinion, the man standing on the right was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. Although some oversized coats revealed a sense of indecency, his overall demeanor was still unrestrained and sharp. And the person standing on the left is only wearing a shirt, but no matter how you look at that face, it is stained with the vicissitudes of time.
These two people... no matter how you look at them, the one on the left looks more like a substitute teacher!
Or is the person on the left just looking old because of reading for a long time
Facing the questioning eyes of the teaching director, Lin Huai took out the letter of appointment from his bag. He said apologetically, "After I came to this school, I couldn't help but walk around the school, so I was late. This is my letter of appointment."
The dean gave him a suspicious look, took the letter of appointment and flipped through it, then raised his head to look at the young man in front of him. In her opinion, the young man in front of her is tall and thin, but with a pleasing and handsome face, it is not too much to be an internet celebrity without a beauty filter. She really couldn't figure out how a person with such a temperament and conversation would come to Minghua Middle School as a substitute teacher.
She knows the essence of her repeat middle school very well. Under the banner of Little Hengshui, Minghua Middle School has done nothing but discard the essence and pick up the dross. They use devil-like training as the only teaching method, and students' grades as the only teaching index. All the teachers don't know how to improve their teaching level, they only know how to force the students to do the questions blindly, and open canteens in the school to collect money. All the teachers in the school are only thinking of making money, and they praise the students who have good grades and are willing to give money to the sky, and the students who are not willing to give money are trampled under their feet. Under such circumstances, as long as the teachers recruited are willing to meet the "teaching purpose" of this school, they are well aware of the so-called quality.
But now this person...
"The principal and the vice-principal have something to do, and they are not in school this week." The dean stuffed the other party's information into the file bag, "You follow me to class F, as for you—"
After looking at the wretched man wearing a shirt on the other side, the dean raised his eyebrows and reprimanded him: "As for you, just stand here and deal with you when I come back!"
Lin Huai looked at the pitiful man. He always had compassion for the person whose identity he had replaced. So he kindly said to the dean: "Director, he's just late, there's no need to be so fierce to him."
The teaching director raised his eyebrows and said: "You don't understand, this kind of bastard just needs to be taught a good lesson before they will listen to you. For a student of this age, if you relax a little bit with him, he will go to heaven! You just came here School, you don’t know enough about our affairs here, you won’t say such things in a few days.”
"However, at such an advanced age, it is admirable for him to repeat his studies. He should not be so harsh on a courageous person." Lin Huai tried to intercede.
The dean frowned and said nothing. After she left, Lin Huai gave the middle-aged man a "Come on" look, and then left the office.
The third-grade classroom is located in the third teaching building, which is divided into four floors from bottom to top, and the highest floor is a locked rooftop. Together with the second teaching building, administrative building and promenade, it forms a quadrangle, surrounded by a central garden.
When passing the central garden, Lin Huai noticed that the floor tiles under his feet were slightly red. He looked up, and what he was facing was the roof of the third teaching building.
"Xiao Lin, what are you looking at?" the dean called him, "Hurry up and catch up."
"okay."
Lin Huai said obediently, looked straight ahead, and followed the dean to the stairs.
On the roof, the white shadow who was originally standing by the railing and staring down also disappeared into the roof.
The third and fourth floors of the third teaching building are classrooms for six classes respectively. Classes A to D are located on the third floor, and classes E and F are located on the fourth floor.
When we reached the fourth floor, we were greeted by several large shift forms posted in the corridor. The teaching director pointed to the form and introduced to Lin Huai: "We divide the class according to the ranking once a month, and we did it just this Monday. The above is the adjustment of everyone's class, whether it is promoted or demoted. From left to right, all adjustments from September to now."
As he said that, the dean's cell phone rang. While answering the phone, she said to Lin Huai: "The classroom of Class F is at the bottom of the fourth floor. You can go to class. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."
Before she finished speaking, her complexion changed drastically and she went downstairs. Lin Huai was behind her, staring at her back, thoughtful for a moment.
He stood in front of the corridor, obsessively reading through this year's form, especially observing the personnel changes of the class he was going to. When he saw the last one at a glance, he frowned slightly.
"Why is there a report card from last December here? Isn't this kind of thing supposed to be uncovered a long time ago?"
However, he turned to think that this might be a public execution style of the middle school, so he didn't think more about it.
Class F's classroom is located deep in the corridor, next to the stairs leading to the roof. Due to the resignation of the former teacher, the time that should have belonged to the Chinese class has become a self-study class. Lin Huai thought for a while, but instead of going to the front door, he went to the back door, and looked inside as the head teacher peeped into the back door.
I saw more than 20 people sitting sparsely in the small classroom. They stared sullenly at the pages, none of them looking up.
Sitting in the last row was a handsome young man, with his head down, writing and drawing in a notebook, and his demeanor was very cold.
Lin Huai observed him for a while, and saw the boy's real name from the notebook on the boy's desk.
Xu late.
If he remembered correctly, this person was originally in class C of the third year and missed the exam last month, so he failed in the exam at the beginning of this month and was sent to class F.
Taking off the suit jacket and stuffing it into the briefcase, Lin Huai had a very short thought process.
"I have to find a way to get some information out, um..." he thought, but the recent scam news flashed through his head.