"There is also Teacher Peng's class today?" The teacher in the office saw Peng Hui hurriedly walk out of the office, picked up the thermos cup next to his hand and took a sip, and then looked at the back of Teacher Peng walking out with some surprise.

The other teacher shook his head slightly, and said with some uncertainty: "There should be classes, but didn't you say that they were all scheduled in the afternoon?" ”

Peng Hui walked in the corridor, she remembered that her class was in the afternoon, but she didn't know how the school arranged it, so she adjusted the course temporarily.

"Wow......"

Walking up the stairs in high heels, Peng Hui came to the door of the classroom.

Unlike other classrooms, the classroom in the third class of high school is unusually quiet, the silence is a little weird, and even the corridors are quiet, as if there is no living person at all, only her own footsteps are heard.

By the time she reached the door of the classroom and stood still, she couldn't even hear her own footsteps.

There was silence.

There was no one in front of him or behind him.

It's sunny outside, but the classroom windows don't see the scene inside because of the reflection.

Through the window, Peng Hui did not feel the slightest warmth, but felt a chill, and his scalp was numb.

The ghost sent the gods, Peng Hui put his hand on the doorknob.

"Click!"

With a loud sound, the doorknob twisted, and the door to the classroom opened.

The moment the classroom door opened, the students' voices came out, chattering, which made Peng Hui's hanging heart fall to the ground.

"Whew! It seems that the students are disciplined enough, and nothing is wrong. Peng Hui breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her tense face, just now she wanted to turn around and leave, but she didn't expect the ghost to open the door of the classroom, and after that, the voices of the students rang out.

At this time, Peng Hui did not feel uncomfortable because of the heated discussions of the students, but felt relieved because of these noises.

Peng Hui walked into the classroom without much thought.

As soon as she walked into the classroom, Peng Hui smelled the smell of something burning, which was very subtle, but it always lingered around her nose.

"What does it smell like?" Peng Hui frowned, looked around, and found nothing, so he gave up.

Professional attire, with glasses and a serious face, Peng Hui looks like the image of a strict teacher.

"Class!"

The class bell rang, and Peng Hui began to lecture.

It's just that whenever she turns her back to the blackboard, she always feels that something is not quite right behind her, and those peeping eyes are no longer eager for knowledge, but weird and resentful, like a man's back that makes people very uncomfortable.

Peng Hui turned around suddenly, and behind him were classmates with smiles on their faces, and the classmates listened carefully one by one, and their eyes were all focused on the blackboard beside her, and there was no such appearance as she felt at all.

Peng Hui continued to write a board book a little strangely, and when she wanted to call a classmate to get up and answer a question, she suddenly forgot the names of the classmates in the class.

"No, I remember just now."

That feeling came again, and it was even worse.

Peng Hui panicked, she suddenly felt that this class was so unfamiliar.

"Humph!"

A cold snort appeared, and Peng Hui turned his head sharply, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Teacher Peng, this class is my class, your class is in the afternoon, have you forgotten?" The man looked at Peng Hui with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Peng Hui found out that she didn't know the person.

"I am the head teacher of the third class of high school, Xu Yi'an." With a smile on his face, Xu Yi'an made a gesture of please, and behind him was the open classroom door, and it was sunny outside the gate.

"Teacher, teacher?" Shen Mengxi shook his arm.

Peng Hui suddenly woke up from his memories, looked at Shen Mengxi beside him, nodded and said, "Teacher Xu Yi'an, I don't know what to say." ”

"Speaking of which, the teacher also encountered a strange thing, and then the teachers in the verification office also had no results, they all said that they saw me go out, and I was sure that I went out, but the third class of the first year of high school was indeed in other classes and did not see me." Peng Hui hugged the thermos cup and shook his head.

"Jingle bell!"

"Teacher, I'll go back to class first, and that's all for the homework after class."

"Well, that's all, I'll get my homework book early tomorrow."

……

"Jingle bell!"

The class bell rang.

Jiang Ye, who was opening the classroom door, came back to his senses, and there was a noisy sound in his ears.

Jiang Ye looked at the classroom in a daze, it seemed that there was no difference between just now and now, the only difference was that the school uniforms on the students were a little different, and the surrounding facilities were not so advanced.

It was the laughter from the classmates, they were talking loudly, because it was too mixed Jiang Ye didn't hear clearly, Jiang Ye always felt that the surroundings were not so real, there was a sudden disconnected look.

The sun was shining outside, and the students were all smiling on their faces, sitting at their desks, leaning back in chairs, or standing in the aisles next to each other.

It's not at all the weird look of darkness and fog around just now.

After becoming an alien, Jiang Ye gradually began to adapt to the night, from the beginning of needing light to now being able to move completely freely, and the time was only a day or two.

The physique of 40 does give him a lot of night vision, but many times it is not the night that covers people's perception. It's the black mist that emits from them, what is in the fog of many nodes, even with Jiang Ye's physique, he can't see clearly.

It's just that everything is so normal now, the warm sunshine, the same students as my own class, and the very usual class bell.

It wasn't until the classmate behind him pushed Jiang Ye that Jiang walked out of his stunned state.

"It's her." When Jiang Ye turned around, he found that the person pushing him behind him turned out to be the girl he saw on the file.

"Teacher, what are you looking at, so distracted, it's going to be class in a while?" The sweet-looking girl quipped.

Jiang Ye got out of the way, and the other party walked in without staying too long.

"Me?" Jiang Ye looked down at his body, wearing a plaid shirt, and touched the hair on the top of his head, the long broken hair just covered his eyebrows.

[Ding, abnormal nodes detected, personal plot, 'the truth of the first and third classes of high school', whether to allow the system to connect nodes. 】

"Huh?" Jiang Ye was a little surprised, he thought it was about the third class of high school or some things about the school as a whole, but he didn't expect it to be a personal plot called "The Truth of the Third Class of High School", which means that the whole plot is basically stable in the third class of high school.

Jiang Ye wasn't sure whether he came to the third class of high school ten years ago or the third class of high school now.

Although it looks very similar to the original first and third classes of high school, there seems to be a big difference, first of all, he is not a third-person perspective, but directly becomes a teacher.

Jiang Ye's expression was flat, with a faint smile on his face, and he nodded: "It seems that the plot tasks are also different, allowed!" ”

The moment he agreed, he felt like he had something more, and the surrounding scene seemed to be at his command, "Reinforcement, Sealing, Blasting, Amnesticization, Starvation......"

"It's pretty comprehensive."

"Jingle bell!"

The bell rang, and the students all sat back in their seats, and the voices gradually became quieter.

Although Jiang Ye belongs to an outsider, he is the kind of alien player who walks into the plot copy alone, but he still belongs to the player, and he still has Jiang Ye's identity in the plot world, and he is not a student, but a teacher.

A smile appeared on Jiang Ye's face, the identity he received was none other than Xu Yi'an.

In other words, he replaced Xu Yi'an to teach a lesson to the students in the third class of high school.

After reading Xu Yi'an's information in detail, there was nothing special about it, just telling Jiang Ye that the entire first and third classes of high school had been blocked, and if they left, they had to get Xu Yi'an's consent.

"Da Da Da!" The crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was pleasant and exciting, and Jiang Ye walked up to the podium with a calm face.

Turning over the books on the podium, the warm touch of the books by the sun really appeared in Jiang Ye's hands, Jiang Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly felt the warmth in his hands.

Looking at the students sitting around, Jiang Ye didn't know what kind of existence this so-called inner world was, but it was definitely different from the ordinary world.

Jiang Ye glanced around, his eyes were bent into crescents, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself: "Why don't you cut one and give it a try?" ”

"Jingle bell!"

The formal class bell finally rang, not like the quiet after the formal class bell rang, but the students became agitated.

Jiang Ye glanced around, forty-four students, one died, and now there are 43 students left, and the faces of these students are as if nothing has happened, talking and laughing, and they don't feel uncomfortable at all because of the death of a classmate who has a relationship with him.

If there is no connection, there is actually nothing wrong with it, after all, there are always dead people in this world, and sometimes there is no sadness when your relatives die, let alone classmates who have been together for less than a year.

It's just that it happens to be related.

Jiang Ye looked at them calmly, and his black-rimmed glasses covered a pair of slightly strange eyes.

"Crunch."

The door then opened, and several students who were late walked in.

"Oops, it turned out to be the teacher's class today, so I would have played for a while if I had known."

"Good morning, teacher."

"Good morning."

A few students who were late walked past the podium with a look of indifference.

Jiang Ye didn't speak, but looked at them calmly, waiting for them to sit down. Jiang Ye went out of the door and locked the back door.

Overhead is a white ceiling with several parallel rows of chandeliers hanging.

Underfoot, there is a precisely measured grid-like floor, and behind the desks, students are lazily whispering, and even students in the back row are openly playing games.

On the marble podium, Jiang Ye stood here as Xu Yi'an, calmly looking at the students under the podium.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to inform you that without my permission, you will not be able to leave this classroom today, because the teacher is going to give you a unique lesson." A bright smile appeared on Jiang Ye's face.