He looked at the photograph of the school's graduating class forty years ago. Standing in the center is a young and handsome man, who clenched his right hand into a fist and looked confidently at the camera.

This is the current old principal of our school, he was very handsome when he was young, Tian Chuan smiled, thinking that Uncle Chen and the principal were alumni? He picked up the photo frame, and after careful searching, he couldn't find anything similar to Uncle Chen.

"Dada-da-da!" Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Tian Chuan was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw his homeroom teacher, Mr. Huang, standing outside. He was smiling, his bandaged right hand waving backwards, and his left hand holding a blood-dripping fruit knife that I had stuck in the masked man's leg.

"Oh my God!" He slammed out the window in a hurry

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