As the footsteps grew louder and clearer, Qin Nuo noticed the strange atmosphere in the classroom and it also changed.
"The students seem to be very afraid of this Teacher Yan. Could he be a terrifying demon teacher?"
All kinds of terrifying images emerged in Qin Nuo's mind.
It's no wonder that he has a rich imagination. He has seen too many ghosts with distorted, terrifying, and even disgusting faces.
There can be no exceptions in every set of copies.
But it turned out that he was wrong. A man in a suit put his wet umbrella at the door and walked in. He was neatly dressed, handsome and smiling, exactly the kind of teacher Oppa that Korean girls imagined.
The faint smile on the corner of his mouth is so warm and makes people feel inexplicably close to him.
"He doesn't look scary at all, so why are students so afraid of him?" Qin Nuo thought to himself.
"Hello, students. This is my last class this afternoon. Have you completed the homework I assigned to you yesterday?" Teacher Yan put the textbook aside, supported his hands on the table, looked at the podium, and asked.
"It's done." Some students responded, while others lowered their heads and remained silent.
There is also a group of people who are frantically borrowing their classmates' homework to copy and force themselves to do the same.
Teacher Yan smiled slightly and said, "Then I won't check the homework today. I'll pick a few students to come up and answer the questions."
“Students who answer correctly will receive a reward.”
"If you hit the wrong student, you'll be beaten with a ruler."
As he spoke, Teacher Yan picked up a ruler, a very ordinary long ruler. If he hit the palm or buttocks with it, it would definitely cause a burning pain.
After saying that, he turned around and wrote a math problem on the blackboard.
A very simple geometry problem.
After watching it, players will have a certain answer in their minds.
Qin Nuo also felt no pressure.
But as players, being able to answer this question is not necessarily a good thing.
If you play a poor student but abnormally solve a math problem that is relatively difficult for the role, the degree of your role will undoubtedly be reduced.
Therefore, players all try to find out from their respective textbooks whether the student they are playing is a poor student or a top student.
Teacher Yan called two students up one after another, and both students answered the question.
Then, they all got two candies successfully and jumped down from the podium happily.
"Liu Zicong, please answer the third question."
Teacher Yan called the third name.
A student stood up slowly, looking unnatural.
Obviously, this is a player.
He appeared very uneasy, walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk in front of the blackboard, and pondered over the topic.
Just as he was about to pick up the chalk and write, he stopped and looked very embarrassed and frightened.
Qin Nuo found it a little funny.
This is a very simple question and anyone with a junior high school education can answer it.
It is not difficult to see that this player is acting. The student he plays should be a poor student. The anxiety and uneasiness when being picked, the embarrassment and sudden realization when answering, are all performed to perfection.
"This guy has amazing acting skills. If nothing unexpected happens, his acting skills will rise a lot."
Seeing that he had almost finished his performance, Liu Zicong on the stage weakly put down his chalk, looked at Teacher Yan dejectedly, and said, "Teacher, I can't answer this."
Teacher Yan didn't make things difficult for him and comforted him, "It's okay, just try harder next time."
"But as agreed, you have to be beaten with a ruler."
Liu Zicong nodded and said seriously, "Well, I will work hard. I'll take this beating from the ruler as motivation!"
"What a good kid." Teacher Yan seemed very satisfied with this kind of student.
Although he couldn't answer the question, his learning attitude was very positive.
"Congratulations to the player for completing the role-playing. The role-playing degree will be increased by 2%."
When Liu Zicong heard this voice in his mind, he was secretly delighted.
At the same time, he stretched out his palm to accept the punishment of the ruler.
Teacher Yan picked up the plastic ruler and said, "Since you have such a good attitude, I will be gentler."
After saying that, he raised the ruler and pulled it down.
Swish!!
The moment the ruler was pulled out, Liu Zicong's expression froze, and bright red blood beads splashed on his trembling face and bloomed.
His trembling pupils followed the movement of the flying broken arm.
Snap!
The arm hit the wall and fell into the corner. The gold silk curtains by the window seemed to be embellished with a few cinnabar reds, becoming more gorgeous.
Liu Zicong looked at his broken right shoulder and the ruptured blood vessels, which were still spurting blood. A piece of white bone was exposed among the blurred flesh and blood.
"You..." Liu Zicong turned around and stared at Teacher Yan in panic.
"Child, the teacher didn't lie to you, right? I told you to be gentle."
His smile was still warm and sunny, but also a little morbid.
The handsome man's face was stained with blood. He stretched out his bright red tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The grin was as devilish as a smile.
Liu Zicong took a trembling step back.
At the same time, the atmosphere in the classroom seemed to become much more lively.
The students opened their mouths wide and laughed strangely, as if they were amused by what Teacher Yan said. They didn't care about the bloody scene at all, or perhaps they were used to it.
"Go back to your seat, remember what you said, and work hard. The teacher will call you next time and I'll try to give you delicious candy!"
Liu Zicong gasped and staggered back to his seat, his face pale.
He looked at the severed arm, his face pale and extremely ugly.
On the first day of the game, I lost an arm. The rest of the game progress will undoubtedly be greatly affected!
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