"Hey, newcomer, you're lucky to be at the same table as our classmates."

A bearded man suddenly stuck his head in front of me with a strange sneer.

I'll go, this man must be forty, right? Why are you still in high school?

"Why don't we two swap? I really like your location. I smiled and turned my head to look at him, the corners of my mouth curled slightly.

The bearded man looked at me, and I didn't shy away from looking at him, and there was a vague-for-tat look in their eyes, and I was even ready to punch someone.

"Smack"

On the podium, a female teacher in a short skirt slammed the textbook in her hand on the lectern.

"Ma Equity, what are you doing? Can't hear the class bell? Go back to your seat. ”

The female teacher looks quite good-looking, but her body is slightly fat, and she looks like she is in her thirties.

Ma Quan stood up straight, a full 1.85 meters, and glared at the teacher on the podium.

The beard on his face is extremely hideous, and he looks terrible.

The female teacher did not flinch, her eyes flashed with a touch of weirdness, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, not only did she not get angry, but she looked very happy.

Rejoice what? If a student is working against her, she should be angry and angry, why is she happy?

I looked at the other students around me, but many of them looked frightened, what was the situation? What are they afraid of?

"Dissatisfied, right? Come on, come here, let's go out and talk. ”

The female teacher beckoned to the bearded man, and as she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, as if she had seen something delicious.

Ma Zheng snorted coldly, did not walk over, but took a few steps back, and returned to his seat to sit down.

The female teacher showed a disappointed expression, but she didn't say much, flipped through the textbook and began to lecture.

I thought it would be difficult, after all, I rarely study, and I was expelled for fighting, so I should have studied very poorly.

But as soon as the female teacher spoke, I understood what she was talking about, as if the entire senior high school course sounded very simple to me.

Moreover, the level of this teacher's lectures is boring and boring, which makes me feel particularly bored.

Turning his head to look out the window, there was a huge locust tree that was unknown how many years old, and the branches hanging down on it were comparable to the torso of an ordinary tree.

The trees are tall and leafy, like a natural green fan, covering most of the small garden downstairs.

I really wanted to see the whole picture of the locust tree, so I changed the windows two times in a row, but it still didn't work, and I could only see part of the torso.

Glancing at the classroom, the walls were very heavily smudged and dirty, probably because they were too dirty, and there were no celebrity quotes that were common in other schools.

There are also many places where the wall skin has broken open, revealing the most essential color of the wall.

On the red brick, a lot of red powder has fallen off from it, and it looks very dilapidated.

"Which new classmate, I noticed that you were distracted in class, follow me to the office after class." The female teacher pointed at me, her voice smiling terribly.

I don't know why, but looking at her smiling face made me feel a sense of fear in my heart.

It was as if there was something terrible hidden in her smile, and I was instinctively afraid of it.

This is the first time I've seen this female teacher, why do I feel terrified of her smile?

The instinctive reaction is to refuse, but in the face of a teacher, how can I refuse?

"Don't promise, don't promise her."

A low voice came, and the voice was a little out of tune because it was so frightened that it couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman.

I don't know who made the sound, but I do know that the other party is definitely doing it for my good.

Even I could feel the deep-to-marrow chill, the familiarity of my scalp tingling, and I was sure that if I went with the female teacher, I would definitely die.

"Teacher, I listened carefully throughout the whole process and didn't get distracted." I stood up and answered loudly.

The female teacher's expression remained unchanged, and she pointed to the blackboard and said, "Then, please come and explain this question to the students." ”

I walked up to the podium and walked past the female teacher, and I smelled a very familiar smell, as if I had smelled it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it for a while.

Looking at it up close, this female teacher is really pink-tender, and her skin is as beautiful and pink-tender as a newborn.

The female teacher handed me a piece of chalk, and I took it and accidentally touched her finger.

My body trembled violently, and the icy chill that touched her fingers instantly spread throughout my body, and I couldn't help but shiver.

What's going on? Her hands were so cold, as if they were thousands of years of ice from the snowy mountains, and they almost froze my fingers.

"New classmates, new classmates, what's wrong? The teacher is still waiting for you to solve the problem, why not start? "The female teacher knocked on the blackboard and woke me up.

With an unnatural smile, I turned my head and began to explain the exercises on the blackboard.

This exercise is too easy for me.

I wrote three solutions in a row, from the easiest to the most difficult, all on the blackboard.

"Teacher, look, okay?" I put the chalk under the blackboard, not daring to touch her, the temperature that had just come from her fingers, like a knife, left a deep mark on my heart.

"It seems that I blamed this classmate, why don't the teacher apologize to you and go to the office to have tea with the teacher later?" The female teacher said an apology in her mouth, but there was no apology on her face.

She kept saying let me go to the office, is there anything special about the office here?

I shook my head and refused, "Teacher, I have to find a dormitory after class, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you." ”

"It's okay, teacher, I can ...... What are you doing? The female teacher turned her head sharply and stared at a classmate with a hint of fierceness in her eyes.

Even, I saw the killing intent, which classmate did she want to kill?

I suspect that I am wrong, a teacher, even if he is angry, it is impossible to do something to kill students, I should be dazzled.

No, how do I know it's killing intent? Why, I have a special feeling for everything here?

For example, if the teacher asks me to go to the office, why do I suddenly feel numb on my scalp?

I don't know why I feel this way, but I know very well in my heart that if I don't go the way I feel, I can really die.

No, as a junior in high school, shouldn't I be anxious about how to get into college?

How can you feel like you're going to die at every turn?

"You go back first, Buwan, you come with me to the office."

Bu Wan was the girl who made a small move just now, and when she heard the teacher's words, her face instantly turned pale as paper, and the whole person was stupid in place.

"No, don't, I don't go, don't go......"

After being stunned for nearly half a minute, Bu Wan reacted and immediately began to scream.