The fiery gaze in the distance was handed over, and Guang Zai couldn't help but feel excited for a while. Li Junying was also a classmate, who was silent on the surface, pretending to be looking at the scenery elsewhere, but quietly moved the table back little by little.

It turns out that if he had made up his mind to get it right all at once, the ending would have been much better. So now in the squirming classroom, there is a sound of "squeak-".

Then, Mr. Gao slapped his textbook.

She must have thought that this group of students was provoking her, right? This is not a lively and open type, and may be more serious and old-fashioned than expected. Even in the face of this group of teenagers who are difficult to manage, Mr. Gao still intends to establish his position at the first meeting.

Usually, Guang Zai doesn't get nervous, which usually has nothing to do with him. But now, for some obvious passive reasons, he has probably become one of the people who is being targeted.

Whether it is due to dismount or temperament, it is always difficult to escape from this catastrophe. The above comes from the consciousness of Guangcheng's short life.

However, although it is a bit noisy, these adolescent imps are not completely without vision, and at this moment in front of them, it should be the quietest moment since the establishment of the class, and all the small groups gathered together are scattered.

Hawkers, after all, it's still a group of little hairy kids who have never seen the market......

What's even more terrifying is that at this moment, there was a sudden sound of crying in the court. Guang Tsai is very sure that it is the sound of the wind, because when the windows of his house are not closed tightly, he hears this kind of ghost crying wolf howl, what is it generally called, narrow tube effect? Of course, it's more about the terrain than just a window.

Some timid classmates are upset, and some follow the ghost screaming to be scary, laughing while shouting. I don't know if Li Junying feels that he lost face just now, but at the moment he is the hardest working among the troublemakers.

"Oh oh ~ oh oh oh!"

Although Guangcheng wants to complain about him, this is more like a male baboon who can't hold back his inner desires.

In any case, this is the case with indigenous people, so it means that this is a rare situation, right? It looks like we'll be able to get away with it, at least temporarily...... Poor Guangcheng-san obviously didn't do anything.

was relieved for half of his breath, and the remaining half was choked in his throat and almost suffocated himself.

Because the red-haired Li Junying's performance is really unique, Mr. Gao once again set his sights, and this time he has a tendency to lock his head.

Ahh It should just be facing Li Junying next to him, but the two of them sat too close to each other, and Guangcheng couldn't completely ignore it!

The wind outside the window was even louder, and even the rumbling thunder in the court was faintly heard, the closer this sound became, the more sharp and short, giving people a sense of tension that was about to be split at any time, coupled with Teacher Gao's gaze...... Going to die, Guangcheng didn't dare to look up at all now, just pressed his body to the table.

"Who else does this kind of petty action?"

It was Teacher Gao's voice, Guangcheng raised his head and peeked at it, Teacher Gao hadn't looked at this side for a long time. yes, it's been so long, after all.

Teacher Gao swiped his tablet up and down, looking like he was looking up some information, but looking at his expression was fruitless. She placed the tablet on the table, her eyes haughty in her eyes...... That's a strange description, and in short, it looks unattainable.

"You'd better pray that I don't find out who is in touch with the Spirit of the Court." After saying this, Teacher Gao walked out of the classroom, and there seemed to be wind in her steps.

Guangcheng also has a problem, whenever something bad happens, and it is man-made, even if he knows that he has not done anything, but once someone is heard by him in a critical tone, even through public speech, he can't help but think - "It can't be me, right?" ”

As soon as Teacher Gao left, a group of students saw the opportunity to grab the lecture table and look through the things that Teacher Gao had not taken away. Of course, the most striking thing is the tablet, which records nothing else, but the emotional index of everyone in the current classroom.

Avatars, names, and even basic information are not placed on the first page, but instead there is a small strip with a beautiful violet color in the middle as a record of a certain value, and it fluctuates from time to time.

Jump, jump, as if there was some kind of physical connection, devour the remaining white bar, that is, hit the rightmost critical bar and bounce back.

One of the classmates' fingertips just stayed on Guangcheng, and several other frightened classmates, the first few bars had already taken root at the critical value, and the bars of the one below Guangcheng were like marbles in the pipe, dancing rhythmically with the thunder. The beautiful violet of Guangcheng-san, who was in the middle of them, fluttered steadily to the right in more than 60% of the place.

"The Light Family!"

The sudden roar in his ears made Guangcheng jump down, and it was Li Junying who spoke, because there was no noise inside and outside the classroom now, so he spoke differently.

"What's your name!"

Guangcheng heard his words, but couldn't respond, his heart pounded from the shouting just now, and at the same time, the uneasy bar on the tablet finally filled. The whistling sound outside the window was like a murderer in a thriller novel who wanted to tear people apart, and a bolt of lightning hit poor Guangcheng impartially.