Yu Xingjian had a bad time these few days.
If Yan Xi's suicide two months ago was an accident, and Shen You's death a month ago was an accident, then Tang Feng's suicide this week made him no longer able to offend himself in front of the principal and others.
"Teacher Yu." The dean who once said to him "You have a bright future" also showed him a questioning look this time, "Since the establishment of Minghua Middle School, although there have been students who dropped out of school, there are also a number of suicides every year. Indicators, but I have never seen a class with such frequent incidents as Class C of the third year! Shouldn't you reflect on your teaching methods?"
Recalling the harsh woman's words, he slammed his fist on the desk.
'What is the educational method. ’ He sneered and thought, ‘Isn’t it you who praised my education method and tried to promote it to the whole school? Obviously, I am the school that can do everything as long as I can collect money, but I also let my relatives control the purchase channels of textbooks, and let students buy so many useless textbooks...'
Yu Xingjian came to this middle school half a year ago. He was originally a promising student who graduated from 211 Normal University, but in his first job experience, because he couldn't restrain his anxiety, he slapped a student to make him deaf, so he was dismissed from his original school. Fortunately, there was still some money in his family, which allowed him to reach a settlement and avoid punishment.
Not only was he dismissed from his original school, but even schools with a little bit of qualifications in the education sector did not dare to hire him. After staying at home for a full year, a relative mentioned that he still has the channel of Minghua Middle School, which gave Yu Xingjian a new place to use his skills.
At the beginning, he also came to this school with the ambition to cleanse himself and educate people to become talents. During the year when he was fired, he read a lot of books related to psychology and success, and he was full of thoughts about making his talents useful. But Minghua Middle School was the same as he had imagined, yet not the same.
Yu Xingjian has always advocated the concept of encouraging students with spiritual strength. Only in a good and united class atmosphere can people compete to make progress. It's just that the class atmosphere of the entire third-year class C he went to was too dull and scattered. For three years, Class C is not as good as the two top classes A and B, but better than Classes D, E, and F. This special geographical location makes them have more determination to rise and emotions that are difficult to calm down. Thus, everyone regards his classmates as his rivals, and learns to be like more than thirty red-eyed fighting cocks, who are indifferent to each other except for their studies and jealousy.
He used to be very distressed about this, until an accidental event changed everything.
The school has always had the habit of selecting health gold medals. With Yu Xingjian's unremitting efforts, Class C of the third year was barely able to complete the abnormally strict sanitation and cleaning standards with his help. On this day, Class C of the third year was reported and criticized at the school general meeting, and the whole class was punished for the extra meal at night.
In Minghua Middle School where the food in the cafeteria is so terrifying, the bread snacks for the third graders at night are the most anticipated. The whole class was very angry because of this, complaining about who the hell screwed up. Yu Xingjian also asked the whole class at this time: "Who was in charge yesterday?"
He asked the question three times, but no one in the class stood up. When his anger was about to reach its peak, the handsome young man sitting in the back row stood up, lowered his head, and said, "Yes...it's me."
He remembered the name of this person, Yan Xi, who was at the top of the class and had been steadily rising. He was shy and timid to the point of cowardly, and liked to write novels.
In short, it is the kind of existence that will not resist when bullied.
He punished Yan Xi severely, and asked him to stand on the balcony and wipe the ink off the floor with his sleeve. Yan Xi wiped the floor with his head down, his face was flushed, when he stood up, he bumped into the cabinet next to him because of hypoglycemia.
There was a loud noise from the cabinet, but the whole class just looked at him indifferently. I don't know who it is, so I laughed first.
"Hahaha… "
Then the whole class laughed happily.
"Look at him like that, so stupid, so embarrassed."
"I look like I'm going to be admitted to class B all day long, and I don't even do my hygiene well. This time I finally fell."
"Hahaha… "
In this burst of laughter, the whole class achieved unprecedented unity. And Yu Xingjian, who was originally on the podium, also discovered the secret of unity that he had never discovered before. The various methods triggered by this point were not changed until he later discovered that the student on duty that day was not Yan Xi, but Yan Xi's "best friend" and his deskmate Tang Feng.
He guided the speech and portrayed Yan Xi as the root cause of all disasters in Class C. He bought seven pots of flowers, saying that each pot of flowers represented a girl in the class, but after this idea became deeply ingrained, he deliberately broke the pot representing the most popular class flower, and attributed the responsibility to Yan Xi. . He created the responsibility of sorting garbage and threw it to Yan Xi... After adding up every little thing, the whole class became very united in this atmosphere of common hatred.
He continued to achieve great success, but he did not forget to comfort Yan Xi falsely. When he was in class, he called Yan Xi to the office and told him: "Did you think it was unfair during this time? Do you think it's bad for the teacher to do this to you?"
Yan Xi muttered: "I... I know that I did make a mistake, and I will correct it."
"That's good, we are all helping you become a better person." Yu Xingjian smiled contentedly, "Feng Zilu, take him back."
Feng Zilu was his class monitor and the classmate who carried out his will best. Yan Xi was then brought back to the class, and he could continue to enjoy the results of being more and more accepted by the students and being worshiped as a god-when people hate something more and more, the battle against it On the other hand, it will be more and more recognized.
What he didn't expect was that Yan Xi jumped off the building.
From that day on, everything went downhill. Shen You was dead, Tang Feng was dead, and he was about to be dismissed. His new target, Li Xinyi, also became difficult under Lin Huai's intervention again and again.
In the past few days, under the guise of being his friend and finding out Yan Xi's death for him, Lin Huai has been in and out of Class C of the third year many times, constantly sabotaging his plans. What made him even more unbelievable was that in this weekly exam, the average Chinese score of the three-year class F surpassed that of the three-year class C!
You know, Yu Xingjian is a Chinese teacher, and what he is most proud of is that although the overall score of Class C in the third year is not as good as that of Classes A and B, his Chinese score is higher than that of Class B, and it is only a few points away from Class A. This time, it was surpassed by Class F with a gap of 0.1 points!
On the day the score came down, he didn't hold back, and directly questioned Lin Huai in the office. But the new substitute teacher just shrugged and said, "Actually, the answer to the mystery is very simple..."
"One is a genuine copy, and the other is a fake pirated version." Lin Huai stretched out two fingers, "This story tells us not to use counterfeit products."
He continued to question, and the other party said: "Isn't the weekly language test paper prepared a month ago? After that, it has been kept in a sealed bag and no one can read it? According to you, it should be a month. I was lurking in this school before, and then I saw the exam papers you were preparing... Don't struggle, it's useless, it's really ugly to curse at the street if you can't afford to lose like this."
After saying this, the latter yawned, jumped off his desk, and was about to leave. Yu Xingjian ignored him, rushed up and grabbed his arm: "You—ah!"
Uncontrollable screams came from his mouth. The pain of his broken wrist made him hold his arm unconsciously, rolling on the ground and shouting. The handsome young man in a suit jacket stood at the door, his black pupils stared at him on the ground expressionlessly, and after a while, he let out a "huh" laugh.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, "Do you think physical pain or mental failure, which one is more unacceptable?"
"Garbage is garbage wherever it goes, Mr. Yu, maybe you think you are the god of the students in Class C of the third year, relying on yourself as a teacher, relying on age difference, and relying on the unequal information to fool and manipulate ignorant minors. But in my case Here... the peak of your life may be the day you received the admission letter from ems to the normal university." Lin Huaipi said with a smile, "but I think it is better for you to learn to admit your failure , after all, you are a hopeless scum from beginning to end."
"You... who are you?"
"College students in the new century, gamers who follow the rules, and people's teachers who are dedicated and love their jobs." Lin Huai said nonsense, "That's right..."
He picked up Yu Xingjian's wallet and took out all the money from it.
"Instead of causing trouble for me, why don't you think about when your own death will be." He shook the banknotes in his hand, threw the wallet on the ground, and stomped on it in distaste. I will be compensated for dirtying my clothes."
After coming out of the office playing handsome, Lin Huai put the money into his trouser pocket, found a nearby restroom, and began to wash his hands frantically.
"It's so dirty, so dirty... I'm dirty..." He muttered to himself while washing, "I can't take this coat anymore, just throw it away." '
Although as early as the second day after arriving at Minghua Middle School, Lin Huai went out to buy a change of clothes to avoid the readers of this article from thinking about his hygiene habits, such as "This article is very good-looking, but the protagonist has been wearing the same suit for 30 days without changing. "Misunderstanding, but now he can have new income, which makes him very happy.
'Since cases about someone committing suicide and death cannot be reported to the police successfully in this game, it must be even more impossible to report to the police for robbery of money. Although I'm not afraid, I just don't want to go on a day trip to a detention center that doesn't even have a bed. "Thinking like this, he counted the money in the toilet, "One hundred, two hundred,... two thousand, two thousand and fifty... two thousand two hundred and ninety-one... this man is really poor, just saw the wallet There are still a few steel coins in it, if I knew it, I wouldn’t be so handsome, just bring out the wallet together...'
Muttering like this, Lin Huai put 2291 into his wallet. Despite being dirty, money is never wrong. Now he has a total of 5,439 yuan and 20 cents around him, including the money he got when he rushed into the principal's office one night and kindly asked for a salary advance, so that the principal was moved by his behavior.
'If it weren't for the fact that the money obtained in the game cannot be taken out, I really want to abandon the game tasks here and go out to rob the bank to generate income. After tidying up his bulging wallet, Lin Huai scratched the corner of his mouth with the teacher's ID card in his hand, thinking wildly, "Then he painted two coats of red paint and yelled loudly at the police car outside in a gay purple suit." whyserious'... In short, no one will remember my face after I leave the game, let alone a police car chasing me. '
Thinking of this, he felt a little relieved.
Xia Xingye stood in the corridor, looked at Lin Huai who was walking by, and frowned.
Over the past few days, this person seems to have completely lost interest in preventing the death of the remaining npcs, and instead continued with normal game play. And all this...
It all started with Tang Feng's death.
On the contrary, he chose to contact Xu Chi and others more and more to make friends and chat.
Did he discover something? Or, did he already know the truth of the game
but…
"As long as it doesn't hinder my plan, you can play whatever you want." He rested his chin on one hand, thinking, "As long as I can get..."
Just what I need, stuff.
"Hoshino, what are you looking at?" Qiu Ran's voice sounded from behind him.
"nothing."
After turning his head, he was that gentle and caring Xia Xingye again. The gentle and caring handsome man smiled at the shy girl: "I'm thinking about the dungeon incident, we..."
"Don't put too much pressure on it." Qiu Ran emphasized, "We are all teammates, and I will help you."
Xia Xingye was stunned for a long time before he also laughed.
"it is good."
Minghua Middle School in the second week was equally peaceful. Lin Huai was walking in the corridor on the fourth floor, and a few students chatting in the corridor greeted him from afar.
"Actually, I feel that it's really good to meet Teacher Lin in our class." In the classroom of Class F, Fang Fang said to Chen Haoyu who was sitting in front of him.
This is a rare time to chat after morning exercises. Chen Haoyu also nodded and said: "I thought that all the teachers in this school looked like this, but I didn't expect Teacher Lin to be completely different from them."
"Yes." Feng Junjie also poked his head over, looking very moved, "Before the exam, he told me that if I made a mistake, he would throw me downstairs... I really made a mistake, and he just Scolded me, didn't really throw me down..."
"You're a little bit moved..."
"And Mr. Lin is so handsome!" The gossip girl also came over, "It's almost like an angel..."
Amidst the gossip of the students, Lin Huai entered the classroom and put down the books. Facing all the students who suddenly fell silent, he said: "From this week, we will follow this schedule for three Chinese lessons every day. Chinese in the first period, Chinese in the second period, and mathematics in the third period—I will take it." .Then I will give you English homework for the evening self-study. Well, I have calculated it, and it can be completed in two and a half hours."
all the classmates:…
Girl: I was wrong, he is the devil.
When the angel among the devils was assigning homework, Cao Aimin, a former substitute teacher who was sitting in the second-to-last row by the window, was in a state of confusion.
After a week of studying and being blown by the cold, he gradually accepted himself. A 32-year-old man who was considered an old man in Jinjiang but did not come from a wealthy family came to this school located in the suburbs of Yangshui City. The fact that the college entrance examination is repeated.
He didn't know why he came to this devil training school to repeat the college entrance examination after graduating from university and bluffing and cheating with false academic qualifications for many years. After all, since many years ago, he has been a man who can spend his salary in the office making tea, reading urban fantasy novels, and reading "School ○'s Personal Master" and "The Most ○ Soldier King".
But that's not the point.
The point is, he feels that something is wrong with this school.
Not to mention the indifferent classmates, not to mention the school's strange school rules and disciplines, not to mention the seven wonders in the school, not to mention the female ghost in the pool and the male ghost hanging from the fan that I accidentally saw on the road, the school is everywhere. Not to mention the fluttering white shadows...
Then there is nothing to say! Everything is wrong! The three classmates who transferred at the same time as me, one is a girl with a beautiful face but a little natural, one is a young man with a good face that surpasses gender and speaks with a gentle tone, and the other looks like cannon fodder. very grumpy boy...
"Could it be—" A thought popped out of his mind, like a flash of lightning, which opened up his two veins of Ren and Du.
At that moment, all the doubts have the answer of the explanation.
A thirty-two-year-old man with short-term amnesia, accidentally came to a spooky school, where the protagonist was seated, and three strange transfer students who went out to discuss with him behind his back...
Could it be that I am the heroine of a 0-point infinite stream novel
The author has something to say: The third update today! From the author of Dianjiashouspeed,
*Explanation of the memes that have been ○ in this chapter:
Star Ranking: The popular character ranking at the end point, which needs to be ranked
Klein: A very poor man... no, evil god
Ning Zhiheng: A person who is fragile, gentle and elegant, and also dizzy (antonym)
Senior White: A person who will have good luck if he prays