"Headmaster, there's something wrong with what you're saying! Did you see Mr. Yang again after he died? ”

The headmaster's words are clearly contradictory.

Teacher Yang is dead, how can he still convey his intention to hold a memorial service with the 10th anniversary of the founding of the school?

Or, it was Mr. Yang who knew that he was going to die before he died, so he arranged the aftermath.

Either that, it was the spirit that Mr. Yang created after his death to see the principal and give his own purpose.

"The Taoist is the Taoist chief, a master! Dao Chief, you ......"

"Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"This ...... Isn't it common for the deceased to dream......"

"Common fart! Tell me carefully and carefully about the situation you dreamed of Teacher Yang! ”

Originally, it was indeed common to dream that the dead were in need, but in this school, where strange things are all over the place, then there is a problem!

"That's ......"

Seeing that Liu Feng was angry, the principal immediately explained:

"It was the day after Mr. Yang died, and I washed up and went to bed as usual.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a noise coming from the closet next to me, probably a mouse.

I turned on the light, got out of bed and walked to the closet, carefully holding the closet doorknob and pulling it open!

As a result, I saw that there were two undressed people standing in my closet......"

Liu Feng: "??? ”

"Don't worry, Zhang Daochang, listen to me!

At that time, I was so frightened that I hurriedly retreated, but my eyes couldn't help but look the two people up and down.

I noticed that the woman, a student, was facing the corner of the closet with her face covered, and her school uniform was half-hung on her body.

There were only male teachers and patrols in the school, and I immediately realized that someone was stealing from my students......

Thinking of this, I became emboldened, and when I got up from the ground, I stepped forward and pulled the man out and questioned him.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as I pulled the man out, the lights in the room went out, and it was pitch black.

My hand tugged at the man's wrist tightly to prevent him from escaping.

But he didn't seem to have any intention of running away, and it wasn't until my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness that I realized that the man I was holding was ...... Actually...... It's actually Mr. Yang!!

I was terrified and immediately ran out of the bedroom screaming.

As soon as I opened the door, there was an abyss outside, I didn't stop, I fell directly, and then I woke up, only to find that everything just now was just a dream. ”

After speaking, the principal set his eyes on Liu Feng's face, waiting for Liu Feng to react.

However, what she didn't expect was that Liu Feng had been staring at her face, as if she was waiting for something.

"That, Daochang Zhang, what are you looking at?"

"Didn't see anything, I'm waiting."

"What are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to tell me how Mr. Yang passed on the word to you!!"

Liu Feng is very helpless, really helpless!

This is still a principal, and he doesn't know what to say!

"Hey, that's right, the next night I dreamed of Mr. Yang again, he said that he didn't mean to scare me last night, but wanted to tell me that he wanted the school to hold a memorial service for him.

You don't need to prepare for it, you can just hold it together with the school anniversary!

Later, I learned that many teachers in the school dreamed of Teacher Yang, including some students. ”

"When did Mr. Yang die?"

"A month and a half ago."

"In other words, half a month after Teacher Yang's death, Yu Chengcheng disappeared?"

"Yes, does Zhang Daochang suspect that these two things are related?"

"Well, I don't know. Which class did you say that Zhao Yuan was from? ”

"The second class of the year, is Zhang Daochang going to find her?"

"You don't care about that, by the way, what's for lunch?"

Headmaster: "........."

……

No matter what era it is, the school cafeteria is actually the same same, not only is it unpalatable and small, but it is also extremely expensive!

Liu Feng's identity is a teacher, and he naturally eats staff meals.

The food for this staff is still so unpalatable, let alone the food for the students.

Although it is often said that teachers and students eat the same meal, that is just talk.

Who believes?

"How is it, Mr. Liu, the food is delicious, right?"

Teacher Huang, who was a substitute teacher, came over with his own dinner plate and sat opposite Liu Feng.

Liu Feng glanced up at her, didn't speak for the time being, everything was silent.

In my heart, I still feel a little sorry for this teacher.

Her family must not be very good, otherwise how could she think that this is a meal comparable to pig food?

"Well, it's delicious."

Liu Feng responded perfunctorily.

When he said this, he couldn't help but put himself in the pigsty.

"This chef was invited from out of town, and I didn't say anything about my skills!"

Teacher Huang smiled slightly, picked up chopsticks, and took out a piece of cabbage strip from the cabbage stew and put it in his mouth.

Then: "........."

"This ...... School changed chefs? ”

Teacher Huang looked embarrassed, obviously she hadn't tasted today's meal before saying that.

"If you want to vomit, you can vomit."

Liu Feng handed Mr. Huang a handkerchief.

The handkerchief was given to him by Liu Qingsai before going out, otherwise how could a big man pretend to be this thing!

"Thank you!"

For Liu Feng, although the food here is unpalatable, he can barely swallow it.

When I was training in the supervision team, the food was much worse than this!

"I still miss that time inexplicably, hehe, strange!"

Liu Feng shook his head with a smile and sent a piece of braised pork to his mouth.

It's good meat, it's really bad!

"How's the food?"

This is an inquiry of the people who are eating together.

"If it weren't for the fact that you ate the same meal as me and knew your identity, I would have suspected that you were trying to poison me and escape!"

The inspection made Liu Feng think that this guy was very interesting.

"You're a good boy! Walk! ”

"Where?"

"Go to war!"

It was a shame to waste food, and Liu Feng must make the cook who made the food so unpalatable pay a price.

Push open the door to the back kitchen and step inside.

The people who were busy in the back kitchen all turned their eyes to it.

And Liu Feng, who was originally menacing, was a little stunned after seeing the big prime minister with a beige apron and a chef's hat among the many cooks.

And the prime minister greeted him excitedly, and after seeing Liu Feng giving him a look, he suppressed the expression on his face.

"What are you doing here?"

Liu Feng asked in a low voice.

"Little brother, I'm here to help you! Why did you come to the back kitchen? Did you know I was there and came to see me? ”

"That's not it, the main thing is that today's food is too unpalatable, I'm going to beat the cook!"

Prime Minister: "........."

After seeing the embarrassed look on the prime minister's face, Liu Feng was stunned,

"You made the dish?"

"Part of it, after all, I can't cook for so many people myself."

"Who made the braised pork and pork stewed cabbage?"

"It's me."

Liu Feng: "........."

"Damn, it's you!"

Liu Feng directly gave the prime minister an over-the-shoulder fall, and whispered: "I have wronged you, all for justice!" ”

Prime Minister: "??? ”

What does it have to do with unpalatable cooking and justice?

However, at this moment, one of the chefs suddenly screamed, and the scream resounded throughout the back kitchen.

Liu Feng stopped what he was doing and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a female chef retreating, her mouth wide open, and her eyes wide staring at the food basket.

Like, there's something terrible in the basket.

Liu Feng realized that something was wrong, walked over, and glanced at the vegetable basket, only to find that in the basket containing nearly full Kuang vegetables, there was a shiny white bone.

There is no skull, only the cervical vertebrae downwards.

Liu Feng immediately linked this white bone with Yu Chengcheng.

"Could it be her? But why is the meat gone? ”

Liu Feng was a little puzzled.

However, when he inadvertently glanced up at the basket containing meat next to him, he froze in place.

"Can't you? If so, the prime minister should be able to tell the difference! ”

Remembering the scene last time in the hot pot shop, the prime minister could tell that the meat he ate was not beef, Liu Feng set his eyes on the prime minister.

"This guy, is it real?"