The figure stopped, stared at Qin Nuo, and then slowly said: "Student Chen Guang, it's so early today."

"The teacher wasn't satisfied with your last art project, so he assigned you a new one. Did you finish it?"

Art teacher!

Qin Nuo immediately thought of one of the strange rules: the art teacher would always find a way to invite Chen Guang to her office. No one knew what she wanted to do, but if she went there, something would definitely happen.

"Not yet, but soon, teacher." Qin Nuo said obediently.

"It sounds like it's almost done. I'll come back after school to ask you questions. If you have any questions, you can come to my office and I'll teach you step by step."

"After all, you are the teacher's most satisfied student. You are very talented, but you need to slowly explore your talents."

It sounds like there's something else going on...

Qin Nuo hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't worry, teacher. I will definitely finish my homework before school is over."

"After school, my parents came to pick me up, and I had to wait for them at the school gate. They told me not to go anywhere."

The art teacher spoke softly, and it seemed as if she really liked Chen Guang. "Your parents will be here for ten minutes. Why don't you use those ten minutes to learn more?"

Qin Nuo said casually: "Let's talk after school, teacher, class is about to start."

"What a good boy."

A silhouette passed by, with no distinctive body fragrance, but instead an indescribable strange smell.

When Qin Nuo turned his head, the art teacher's figure disappeared, leaving some black footprints on the ground.

Blinking, Qin Nuo walked forward, down a corridor, looked at the order of classes on one side, and finally stopped in front of the door of Class 9.

Standing at the door, Qin Nuo thought of one of the strange stories about Class 11 and subconsciously glanced to the left.

Next to Class 10 is the end of the corridor, at the end of which is the bathroom. There is no so-called Class 11.

The door of Class 10's classroom was closed. When Qin Nuo pushed it open, it was empty inside, but the light was on, and the white woven lamp illuminated the classroom.

But maybe the lights were too bright, Qin Nuo felt that the brightness of the entire classroom was dazzling. When he walked in, he seemed to hear a lot of noise, noisy and playful, but when he listened carefully, it was silent again.

There were black spots on the podium, still retaining the nursery rhymes from the previous class, and chalk scraps fell to the ground.

With the help of the seating chart on the podium, Qin Nuo found his seat, the first row in the middle group.

When he sat down, Qin Nuo paid special attention to the seats on both sides of the window. Seat 1 and seat 30 were occupied by students who had ill intentions towards him.

Their seats were also cracked, covered with graffiti, and had many strange little toys and snacks on them.

It seems that the two students in seats 1 and 30 are bullies in the classroom and like to snatch other students' things.

Chen Guang should be an introverted student with poor academic performance. In the eyes of classroom bullies, this kind of image makes him the best target for bullying. If he is cowardly once, there will be countless times of cowardice.

Qin Nuo took out the morning reading textbook, nursery rhymes and poems, and turned to the simplest one, "Goose, Goose, Goose."

Ding-a-ling!

At this time, the school's morning reading started, exactly at seven o'clock, and the crisp sound spread into the classroom.

But at this moment, the classroom was empty except Qin Nuo.

He looked at the seats around him, and gradually the faint sound of reading began to ring in his ears, and some seats moved slightly.

This made Qin Nuo understand immediately.

I was not the first one to arrive in the classroom, but the last one.

The seemingly empty classroom is actually full of students...