Chapter 202 Chapter 202
The classroom was so quiet that one could hear other people's breathing. Everyone seemed to be frozen in place, maintaining their original posture.
Everyone looked at Han Xiuzhen in fear as she carried her schoolbag on her back, lowered her head, and walked into the classroom silently as usual. She came to her seat and put her schoolbag down.
The girl acted very naturally, ignoring the inscriptions on the table. She only paused for a moment when she pulled out the chair, carefully observing it for a while before sitting down.
This kind of behavior was once commonplace. Ever since Han Soo Jung was bullied by Ahn Yoo Hee, her chairs would occasionally have minor problems. The better ones would just have some paint or a dead bug on them, while the worse ones would even have super glue or even thumbtacks on them.
Once, Han Soo-jung sat down on a chair without carefully observing it, causing her school uniform skirt to stick to it and could not be removed no matter how hard she tried. Later, Ahn Yoo-hee laughed at her, saying that the glue that was "accidentally" spilled on it was afraid of water and could be removed by just washing it with water. If there was no water, she could just take off her skirt and go home.
Han Xiuzhen panicked and looked for help from others, but the classmates all looked away. Finally, Han Xiuzhen dragged the chair to the bathroom to get it down. The corridor from Class 2 to the bathroom passes through the classrooms of two other classes. Many students from other classes looked at her from the windows and doors, laughed, and some took pictures.
Since that time, it has become a habit for Han Soo-jung to observe the chair before sitting down.
The little movements of Han Soo-jung that we were used to seeing now are very scary when done by this 'Han Soo-jung'. Her demeanor and expression all show that she is that Han Soo-jung.
But how is this possible?
Han Soo-jung is dead.
Her body was carried away in front of all the teachers and students in the school.
Han Xiuzhen sat down, put his books and pencil case on the table, then opened an exercise book and started doing the exercises.
She acted very normal, and the more normal she was, the more panicked everyone became.
"This can't be real, it must be an illusion." An Youxi murmured to herself. She looked towards the classroom door and once again thought of leaving.
Just then, the door was pushed open and a bearded man in his thirties walked out. He was the Chinese teacher of this class.
When the Chinese teacher walked into the classroom and saw that the students were not sitting in their seats, he immediately frowned and scolded them: "Didn't you hear the bell? What are you all standing here for? You came to school to study, not to play, right?"
"Teacher! Please help us, something is wrong here, we can't leave, and here is her..." A student was so frightened that he could not speak coherently.
"Quiet!" The Chinese teacher turned her head 180 degrees and stared at the student who had spoken. "Raise your hand if you have something to say. Don't interrupt the teacher!"
The student was so frightened that he couldn't speak. His shoulders didn't move, but his neck could turn such a large angle so quickly. This familiar Chinese teacher...is not human.
Did the Chinese teacher die and become the monster? Or did the monster become the Chinese teacher? No one knows.
"Don't make me say it for the third time, go back to your seats!" the Chinese teacher said again in a stern voice.
Everyone moved and quickly returned to their seats, except for the student who had broken his leg while trying to escape by jumping out of the window. He fell to the ground and was still unconscious.
"That's great! You are all very obedient, except... that classmate." The Chinese teacher glared at the student lying on the ground, "You disobeyed the teacher's order, you will stand outside as punishment!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce arm suddenly fell from the ceiling above the student with the broken leg, wrapped around the student's neck, hung him up, and then threw him out of the window.
There was a bang, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
No one dared to look out the window to see his end. Cold sweat broke out on everyone's face, and they trembled and dared not say a word.
Park Yun-jae secretly peeked at Han Soo-jung and found that she was looking up at the Chinese teacher attentively as usual in class.
She is not afraid.
Yes, she should not be afraid. Weirdness and weirdness are all the same.
"Okay, let's start..." The Chinese teacher paused halfway through his words and suddenly turned his head to look towards the classroom door. Not only him, Han Xiuzhen also stared at the classroom door.
They looked solemn, as if they were facing a powerful enemy, or as if something terrible was approaching.
Could it be a more powerful weirdness? Many people think so.
I hope they can kill each other so that I can have a chance to escape.
A pink-haired figure appeared at the classroom door. Li Tu hummed a tune and saw the Chinese teacher standing on the podium. She asked in confusion, "Am I late? Sorry to bother you~~ I'm a new transfer student and I'm not familiar with the class schedule here~~"
The Chinese teacher stared at Li Tu with eyes wide open, not moving.
Li Tu tilted his head, and the hair on his head swayed: "Hmm? Can I come in?"
"...Please come in."
There was a distinct tremor in the Chinese teacher's words.
"Hey, teacher, I'm glad you're not angry." Li Tu walked into the classroom with big strides and came straight to Han Xiuzhen's seat. Then the boy showed a strange expression, "Eh? Classmate? Why are you sitting in my seat?"
At this moment, all the students in the class held their breath.
Han Xiuzhen slowly turned his head to look at Li Tu, and said in a hoarse voice: "This... is my seat..."
"Really? My teacher clearly asked me to sit here after I transferred to another school."
"It's... mine..." Han Xiuzhen lowered her eyes and looked at the ground, her fingers clenched, "Please let me... stay here... it will be fine soon..."
There was a hint of compromise in his tone.
The classmates in the class were all confused. Is this Han Xiuzhen, or is Han Xiuzhen weird? Why does he seem to be so easy to bully?
In fact, it's not that Han Xiuzhen is easy to bully, but the one in front of him is an S-level monster. Weak monsters are food for strong ones. It didn't turn around and run away because of the influence of obsession. It was brave enough.
"Okay." Li Tu said with a smile, "Since you said so, I agree. I'm a very easy person to talk to."
After saying that, the pink-haired boy scanned the classroom, looking for his new seat, and finally his eyes fell on Kim Hyun-jun.
Jin Xianjun saw Li Tu walking towards him, and he immediately realized what the boy was going to do. He remembered that the Chinese teacher required everyone to sit in their seats, otherwise they would be thrown out of the classroom. Suddenly, his nervous hands and feet went numb.
Should I refuse?
The new transfer student made Qiyi so nervous, could he reject him?
Just when Jin Xianjun was at a loss, the pink-haired boy spoke: "Give me half of your seat."
"Well, I...eh?" Jin Xianjun was stunned. "Half?"
How can I give up half of this?
Seeing that Jin Xianjun was standing there without saying anything, Li Tu didn't wait for him to answer. He directly pulled his desk to the side, dragged his chair, pushed Jin Xianjun to sit on the edge of the chair, and then leaned over to take up most of the chair.
Jin Xianjun was squeezed by Li Tu and sat down on the ground. He immediately looked at the Chinese teacher in panic, but the teacher seemed not to see him and lowered his head to take the test paper.
"Let's do a small test today," said the Chinese teacher.
Kim Hyun-jun: ...I was ignored?
He stood up with the help of the table. He didn't dare to grab Li Tu's chair, nor did he dare to stand up straight to attract the attention of the Chinese teacher. He just squatted there with one hand on the table and the other on the back of the chair.
This can barely be considered as touching the table and chair, so it's not a violation...right?
Park Yun-jae, who was standing in front of them, turned his head quietly to glance at Kim Hyun-jun. The other students also turned their heads to peek, until the Chinese teacher knocked on the table to warn them, and everyone quieted down.
"I'm handing out the papers now," the Chinese teacher said. "Students who fail will be kicked out of the classroom. Do you understand?"
The test papers were distributed from the front student to the back. No matter how difficult the Chinese test was, it couldn't be that difficult. All the students in this school were top students and it was impossible for them to fail. Therefore, no one took the second half of the Chinese teacher's words to heart.
It was not until everyone unfolded the test papers and saw the questions on them that they were dumbfounded.
There are only five questions on the test paper.
1. Why is Han Soo-jung always bullied?
2. Did Han Soo-jung really do something despicable?
3. Who was the first person to say that Han Soo-jung had an affair with her stepfather?
4. Who was the person who called Han Soo-jung to the back of the girls’ dormitory building?
5. Who killed Han Soo-jung?
It is neither difficult nor easy.
To pass, you need to answer at least three questions correctly.
First of all, you don't need to think carefully about the first and fourth questions, everyone can write down the answers immediately. No matter how the Han country police investigate and conclude, it can't stop the classmates from discussing privately. No one believes the investigation results given above. Everyone is not blind or stupid. What happened that night can be guessed even if they didn't see it.
For the fifth question, although I am not sure who in Ahn Yoo-hee's group did it, if I write down the names of several people, I will be able to match one.
The second and third questions are really difficult. When three people spread rumors, many people really believe that Han Xiuzhen is not clean. For the second question, should I write what I believe, or should I answer with a strong desire to survive?
As for the third question, probably no one knows the answer except the first person who spread the rumor.
How should I answer? Should I answer correctly?
Everyone held a pen, undecided.
Ahn Yoo-hee and her followers were even more panicked. They could at least answer three questions correctly, so they should have passed the exam with certainty. But what would be the consequences if they actually wrote their names on the test?
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Chinese teacher who handed out this test paper is the same as the one who appeared, 'Han Soo-jung'.
"It's so hard to answer." Li Tu shook her head while holding the test paper. "I'm a transfer student who knows nothing. These questions are too difficult for me. Don't you agree, Jin Xianjun?"
Kim Hyun-jun, who was squatting on the ground and struggling over how to answer the question, was stunned by the question and subconsciously hummed.
Then he realized that this was an exam and it was common sense that one was forbidden to talk during the exam. He immediately looked at the Chinese teacher who was supervising the exam, but he still said nothing and even looked away, not even looking at Li Tu.
Jin Xianjun breathed a sigh of relief, but then he realized a problem. The transfer student had only been here for two days, and he and he hadn't spoken to each other yet. In fact, Li Tu was not in the classroom most of the time. How did he know his name?