"Help, save me......"

It seems that he can only say these two words, no matter what I ask, he will save me, save me, and look like he is going to die.

No, he's dead, and he should be in the same state as he was before he died.

I had to close the door of the cabinet again, and threw the textbooks and puppets into the cabinet of the figures, and the figures inside didn't even dare to hum.

I was in a better mood and lay back in bed and soon fell asleep.

Early the next morning, I woke up when I heard the class bell, probably because I had slept late the night before, so I woke up feeling a little bloated.

I went to wash up in a daze, and I realized that Damn, there were no toiletries, and I forgot that I didn't have toiletries because I encountered all kinds of strange things yesterday.

After washing my face with cold water, I went to class with my textbook in my hand and the tattered puppet in my hand.

He took advantage of my absence and pulled the pencil off the figure's body.

However, I guess it's unlikely that he's the one, after all, these pencils can nail a figure, and there must be a certain threat to the puppet.

Most likely, someone else, as for whom, I don't know yet.

I woke up late, and by the time I arrived in class, all my classmates had already started reading early.

"Cao Taiyi, I'm late today."

The head teacher sitting at the door glanced at me, his face a little gloomy.

"It's a new place, and I'm not used to it, so please forgive me." I lowered my posture and bowed my head slightly.

The head teacher turned his head away from me, and said in a very soft voice: "You are now in the third year of high school, and it is when you are facing the college entrance examination, you are so unconcerned, do you want to take the university entrance examination?" ”

"Teacher, I have a question for you." I stood up straight and looked at the head teacher condescendingly.

Others may be afraid of him, but I am not so afraid of him.

The head teacher raised his eyelids, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, probably very suspicious of what I meant.

"Do you think it's better to stay alive and go to college?"

The head teacher's face twitched, and I took out the textbook from my arms as soon as possible, and as long as he dared to make any strange movements, I immediately slapped the textbook on his face.

He just looked at me with a flat, watery gaze and no emotion.

With such a bland gaze, I don't know whether to smash the textbook on his head or not.

In fact, the moment I saw him, I had already thought about what to do to smash his head flat.

When it really came to this point, I didn't know whether I should do it or not, and if I did it, the consequences would be unbearable.

"The teacher doesn't know what to choose, does he?" I accentuated my tone and continued to press him.

The head teacher still looked at me like that, and his eyes remained the same.

I didn't intend to answer, so I didn't ask any more questions, and turned back to my seat.

Walking back to my seat, I looked at my classmates.

The number of people is wrong, I remember yesterday there were more than twenty people, how come there are only a dozen left?

Brother Hao's group of people came back, and the number of people still seemed very small, could it be that someone last night, no, it should be said that a group of people fell into the trap like us.

But I remember yesterday's three teams, each team was about six or seven people, if the whole team was stuck somewhere, why did so many people in the class come back?

I don't believe that the things that are done to us will be selectively killed against us.

There was a cold gaze from behind, and I knew that the head teacher was watching me.

I don't care about that, just look at it, he doesn't dare let me go to the office anyway.

Sitting in my seat, I placed the scarlet textbook on the table.

"Can you see any changes in the class?" As soon as I sat down, Banhua approached me and asked in a low voice.

I nodded, I didn't speak, the head teacher was still looking at me, I couldn't speak, it was better not to speak, so as not to be seen by him.

Ban Hua saw that I didn't say anything, so she pretended to bow her head and read the book.

The homeroom teacher walks around the class like a real teacher.

For our third year of high school, the morning reading class is generally silent, and few people are reading it out loud.

In the quiet classroom, only the footsteps of the head teacher sounded, and the voice was low and rhythmic.

He obviously walks with a special rhythm, and every three beats, there is an accent.

Is this any particular hint? I frowned, my fingers gently pinching my earlobes.

"Smack"

The accent landed right next to me, and I could feel the head teacher stop beside me, his gaze fixed on me.

Eyeing me? Want to do it to me?

I couldn't help but grab the textbook, I don't know how the other party made a move.

"Why don't you even have a textbook? You come with me after class...... I'll have someone bring you the books you want to use. ”

I guess he was going to tell me to go to the office with him, but I didn't know what to think of, so I stopped talking and changed it to another meaning.

"I don't have anything to do after class, just go get it with the teacher." I turned my head to look at him, and there was a strange color on his emaciated face.

"You still hurry up to study, you're already in your third year of high school, and you still want to play every day?" The head teacher had a straight face, looking like an old pedant.

I sneered, I didn't want to deal with him, what kind of calf is it, whether I can survive to the college entrance examination is a question, and now I am pretending to be with me?

As if he didn't hear my sneer, the head teacher continued to walk past me with his particularly rhythmic steps.

I put my hand on the textbook and gently turn it.

On the scarlet textbook, there is a faint red glow.

It looks like an extremely ordinary textbook, but I don't understand how a seemingly ordinary textbook can have such a strong power.

I will never forget that the seemingly hard branches of the tree shattered into sawdust all over the ground when they were gently swept by the textbook.

I can't forget that the so-called Brother Hao's head was knocked by me, and his face was directly covered with scars, and he still hasn't come to class.

Ordinary textbooks definitely don't have such great ability, no, just now the head teacher said to send me textbooks, he wants to replace the textbooks in my hand?

The morning reading class ended quickly, and none of the people we went to the cafeteria yesterday went to breakfast.

To be honest, since I knew that all the workers in the cafeteria were not people, I would rather starve to death than go to the cafeteria.

What will be the thing made by a group of obsessions?

I can't think about it, and I don't dare to think about it.

Originally, I planned to take advantage of the end of the morning reading class to have a good chat with Qi Yong and Ma Quan Quan, but unfortunately I didn't have time.

These two seem to have forgotten what we did yesterday and ran out to eat after class.

The interval between the morning reading class and the morning class is only about half an hour, and they go out for a meal and come back, so it is estimated that there will be no time to ask.

Fuck, I suddenly feel like scolding, but I don't know who to scold.