There will be a grade-level monthly exam after the National Day holiday. Since we're in our final year of high school, the holiday will naturally be shortened. This was the school's original plan, but then an anonymous student called the education bureau to report it.
Therefore, the holiday will proceed as usual, for seven days.
So, before National Day, Teacher Yan's last class, which was already a campus celebrity and internet sensation, was packed with all sorts of people.
It's not an exaggeration at all.
Aside from the teachers who had attended the previous classes, everyone here was a new face. Looking further afield, I could also spot a few people who weren't part of my group.
"ε＝ε＝ε＝(#×д×)?! I'm going crazy for Lord Yan!"
"Hong, Hong'er~ quick, make room for me! I want the best viewpoint."
"If there's no observation deck, how about we use the floor where human stinky feet walk on it?"
"Oh dear, I came early to find a spot, but there's still nowhere to stand."
A new ghost was perched on the windowsill, pointing at a long-haired girl sitting in the middle of the classroom and asking, "There's such a big empty seat next to that girl, why didn't any ghosts go over there?"
Then a dozen or so disdainful glances swept over.
Shin-ghost: ?
A kind-hearted ghost explained, "Tsk, aren't you stupid? That pretty girl is Lord Yan's girlfriend, and she's afraid of ghosts. Lord Yan has given a strict order that no one is allowed to get close."
"What would happen if I went there?" Shinki blinked and asked curiously.
"Heh." The ghost sneered, "At least be reduced to ashes. Don't even mention Lord Yan, this young lady is a guest of Lord Yama. If she's not afraid of dying again, go ahead."
The kids listening silently shook their heads and took two steps back.
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The boy stood on the podium, flipping through his lesson plan, but closed it again after only a few seconds.
His gaze fell indifferently on the faces of the crowd below the stage. "In the monthly exam in seven days, in order to help Class 18 escape the bottom of the rankings, I have decided to teach you some useful test-taking techniques."
"Very good!"
"Brother Yan, you're a savior!"
The teachers in the back row looked at him with approval, and their goodwill towards Yan Chiyu immediately soared.
However, the next second, the boy slowly added, "This is Teacher Tao's expectation of you all. Teacher Tao has treated us so well, we cannot let him down."
Tao Xinhua, who was far away in the teachers' office, suddenly sneezed loudly, muttering to himself: Who is thinking about this old geezer?
Speaking of Lao Tao and his office, it's worth mentioning that Mr. Yu Huicheng, who was dismissive of transfer students last semester, was also sitting in the back. Although he tried his best to maintain a smile, everyone could see how much regret he was feeling. If he could have mentored such an outstanding student as Yan Chiyu, not only would things look better on the surface, but his salary would also have increased.
Therefore, every time he saw Lao Tao's beaming face in the office, he felt very uncomfortable... the kind of discomfort that comes from mushrooms.
Above the back door, a small white foot dangled. A pale, ghastly white robe fell, and the camera panned upwards to reveal the beaming White Impermanence. With his arms crossed, White Impermanence watched the young man before the podium with keen interest, listening to his unhurried, eloquent speech, finally believing that the biography in the underworld wasn't entirely fabricated.
Beside him floated in mid-air the Black Impermanence. He still wore a cold expression, devoid of warmth.
In the words of White Impermanence, Black Impermanence's current state is clearly that someone owes him 10 yuan and hasn't paid it back for 500 years.
"Old Hei, why do you think Lord Yama sent us to deliver a message? He could have just sent ordinary ghost messengers. Ah, actually I'm quite happy to be here, I'm just curious." Bai Wuji used a ghostly telepathy that only the two of them could hear.
Black Impermanence leaned against the wall, his right leg slightly bent beneath his black robe.
After a long pause, he spoke lightly, "I take it seriously."
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