After saying it coldly, Zhang Kun said hello to Huang Shikai without Huang Guowang noticing, and then left the side room and walked out of the classroom directly.

Walking outside the door, Zhang Kun waited until Huang Shikai flew out, and without waiting for him to speak, he said directly with a cold face: "Do you want to teach the children another lesson?"

"Do what I say. ”

Huang Shikai was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, Zhang Kun said the method of possession with a cold face.

After listening, Huang Shikai's face immediately showed excitement and surprise.

"Remember, don't show up, don't call them by name, don't do anything superfluous!"

......

Zhang Kun went out for two minutes and then walked into the classroom again, the cold look on his face had completely dissipated, but he was a little excited.

Holding the textbook, Zhang Kun walked to the blackboard, looked at the familiar blackboard, and the white rock that was used as chalk, Zhang Kun pursed his lips, and then turned his head to look at the familiar faces.

"I'm going to take this class today, where did Mr. Huang talk about last time?"

"I know, Mr. Huang talked about the XY equation yesterday!" a big boy of eleven or twelve years old below hurriedly raised his hand and stood up and replied.

Zhang Kun skillfully opened the book and found the page of the XY equation.

"Okay, so let's move on to ...... today. ”

Twenty minutes passed quickly, Zhang Kun was lecturing, the corner of his eyes looked at the old wall clock in the classroom, when the time pointed to half past three, Zhang Kun was stunned, and then silently closed the book, looking at every familiar face below with a pair of eyes.

Looking at each face one by one, Zhang Kun showed a reluctant but relieved smile on his face, and then finally slowly spit out two words.

"Class!"

At the moment when these two words were spoken, Huang Shikai's soul slowly floated out of Zhang Kun's body, and then he saw Zhang Kun's whole body go soft and immediately fall to the ground.

The students who had just heard the word "end of class" and looked excited, saw Zhang Kun fall, and they all panicked.

At the same time, a figure immediately ran to Zhang Kun's side, and Huang Guowang looked at Zhang Kun who suddenly fell to the ground with a nervous face: "What's wrong with you?"

Saying that, Huang Guowang's face was full of nervousness, and he was about to check Zhang Kun's situation, but at this time, Zhang Kun suddenly opened his eyes, saw Huang Guowang's outstretched hand, and shouted suddenly: "Don't touch me!"

After yelling, Zhang Kun gasped heavily, his face full of pain.

Today, he finally verified his guess once again, and the soul possession will indeed have a great impact on the living.

At this time, Zhang Kun was in hot pain, and Zhang Kun wanted to scold his mother.

Damn, why is it that your heart is soft for a while, and it hurts ...... pain.

And Huang Guowang next to him was yelled at by Zhang Kun, and he didn't dare to touch him again, but just looked at Zhang Kun with a nervous face: "What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Kun gasped for a long time, and only after his body was a little more comfortable, did he reluctantly nod to Huang Guowang.

"I'm fine, you don't need to call a doctor, just don't touch me, I'm an old problem, I'll rest for an hour or two!"

After speaking, Zhang Kun took a sharp breath, then sat up a little with his body bold, and then slowly moved towards the wall next to him.

In the middle, Huang Guowang wanted to reach out to help, but was glared back by Zhang Kun's eyes.

After a lot of effort, Zhang Kun finally leaned against the wall, and then gasped for breath, countless cold sweats had broken out on his face, which was all painful.

Sure enough, the side effects of possession are directly proportional to the length of possession time, after Xiaoxue possessed it last time, although it was sore, Zhang Kun still endured it, but this time, it really hurt and wanted to scold his mother.

However, after leaning against the wall, Zhang Kun's face finally improved a lot, looking at the students around him, looking cautiously and nervously, Zhang Kun's face softened a little, and then nodded at Huang Guowang.

"I'm fine, but it's time to get out of school, right?"

I've heard Huangshi mention it before, and there are only two classes here in the afternoon.

Because some students have to walk for more than an hour to their homes, they have to leave class early in order to avoid getting out of the dark in order to hurry.

But Huang Guowang still looked at Zhang Kun a little worriedly: "Are you really okay?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Kun nodded, and then gasped slightly, but his face was indeed much better.

Huang Guowang nodded, then stood up and said a few words to the students around him, asking them to take their schoolbags and go home early after school.

Huang Guowang's words were still very effective, as soon as he finished speaking, all the students no longer hesitated, picked up their things one after another, and ran out of the classroom door.

At this time, Zhang Kun, who was leaning against the wall, just raised his head, but when he saw the schoolbag picked up by the little guys, Zhang Kun was stunned again.

There are all kinds of tote bags, some plastic, some paper, some cloth, and the most schoolbag-like one is a green shoulder bag.

That somewhat familiar style, Zhang Kun has only seen it in TV movies, it seems to be something from the sixties and seventies.

And one of the little guys went out with a laundry detergent bag .......

Wonderful!

When all the students ran out of the classroom, Zhang Kun still hadn't come back to his senses.

Qiqiang laundry detergent bag, is it a school bag?

And when Huang Guowang came over again, Zhang Kun asked this sentence, and Huang Guowang nodded silently.

"It's poor here, not only the school, but also the people around it, and everyone can't afford to buy school bags. ”

"Besides, the schoolbag is only used to hold things, so as long as it can hold things, isn't it enough?"

"Laundry detergent bags can also hold things!"

......

At night, Huang Guowang warmed up the porridge left at noon, then fried a green vegetable, and took out the baby-like radish strips, which was the dinner of Zhang Kun and Huang Guowang.

At this time, Zhang Kun, who had rested for a few hours, was much better, at least there was no problem with normal movements, but his body was still sore.

Under the starry sky, Zhang Kun and Huang Guowang sat in the corner outside the school, looking up at the sky, and then Zhang Kun knew that the school didn't even have electricity.

"What are you going to do in the future? Will you stay here to teach?" asked Zhang Kun in a low voice.

"Yes. Huang Guowang responded silently.

"Teach for a lifetime?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Kun hesitated for a while: "But you are still young, do you really plan to spend your whole life here?"

"What else else?"

"Why don't you think about yourself?"

Huang Guowang shook his head: "The old gentleman has been left here all his life, Huang Shikai has lost his life here, and now I am the only one left, who will leave me if I don't stay?"

"I'm leaving, what about this school, what about the students here?"

"So, I'm not leaving!"

"Is that so!" Zhang Kun was silent, raised his head, and looked at the sky, the moon and stars were scarce.