Chapter 53, Farce

Genius One Second Remember Wind and Rain Novel Network, providing you with wonderful novel reading. "Are you saying that they are false" After Li Mofan heard my news, he was stunned and looked at the note that was still being transmitted. This note is still being passed around frantically by these people.

Everyone who took the note turned pale and passed it over. The faces of the people who took the note turned pale, and after passing the note, the faces of these people were obviously much better.

The note was still being passed on, and each time it was delivered, it was accompanied by a student's fear. Fear is contagious. As the end time drew closer, everyone in the classroom could clearly feel that death was not far away.

"Yes, the note in their hand is 100% fake." I said calmly.

"How do you know, boss," Li Mofan asked.

"It's very simple, I marked the note from the very beginning when it came into my hand. Then the note was back in my hand again. Every time I confirm the mark. Until just now, I found out that the note had been dropped. I said.

"Boss, I admire you so much. At such a critical moment, you can still think of this. Li Mofan looked at me in amazement. It's a game of death, and most people subconsciously pass it on as soon as they see it. After all, it's a matter of life. And never try to make a mark.

"But Boss, who would have nothing to do and leave the note in his hand, this is going to kill someone." Li Mofan asked strangely.

"If I'm right, it's supposed to be for killing." I said indifferently.

"Kill," Li Mofan said strangely.

"Quite simply, everyone's attention will be attracted by the fake note, and no one will notice at this time. On his desk, there may be an extra note. I said calmly.

"yes, it makes sense if that's the case." Li Mofan was pleasantly surprised, and then he asked again: "Then what should we do?"

"No, we shouldn't be the target of his attack. I'm not interested in debunking him either. Someone will die in this game anyway. Feng Yu Novel Network: "After I finished speaking, I lay directly on the table.

Seeing this, Li Mofan could only shake his head helplessly. Lie down on the table with me.

I didn't fall asleep at the moment, although my head was a little groggy. But I'm still thinking about it. Who is the person who changed the note, and what is his purpose

Anyway, I underestimated the class. I can't think of anything other than me and Duanmuxuan. There's another guy planning it all. Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

The end time of the game is less than four minutes now. And the speed at which the strip of paper spreads has reached a jaw-dropping level. After everyone gets the note, they are crazy to pass it on to the people behind them.

The speed at which the slips of paper are being delivered is getting faster and faster, and the time is approaching. And I watched the pass of the note with a calm face. The note that has been exchanged will not have any problems even if you hold it in your hand.

But the people who fell into the madness, did not notice. Still frantically passing the note. I was the only one who stood by and watched.

The speed at which the notes are delivered is getting faster and faster, and of course it is inevitable that there will be a rush. Especially when girls encounter this situation, several girls hurriedly took the note, but because their bodies were too frightened, they couldn't pass it for a long time. This kind of thing happens all the time.

"What are you doing?" one of the boys yelled. The girl in front of him was too frightened to speak. Holding a note in his hand, he couldn't pass it over for a long time.

Looking at her trembling all over, the boy snatched the note from her hand in dissatisfaction. Then quickly pass on to the next home. The classmates behind him also hurriedly passed the note in their hands to the back.

Soon the note was in my hands again, and now there were three minutes left until the end of the game. Time is getting shorter and shorter, and the people in the classroom have never felt that death is so close to them.

I took the note and took a cursory look at it. The note is still fake. It has not been replaced. It seems that the person who replaced the note has put the real note into someone else's body.

It seems that someone is going to die, and this should be a deliberate revenge. As for who this person is, I already have a sense of proportion in my heart. But there will definitely be people dying in this game. No one can change it.

"Zhang Wei, hurry up and give me the note," the man at the table in front of me said angrily.

"Oh, here you go." I threw the note to him lightly. This note is fake anyway. I'm not nervous at all. My front desk quickly passed the note out. And then the ones in front of them began to pass quickly.

The note was delivered faster and faster, everyone's faces were anxious, and the time was approaching little by little. Everyone's hearts lifted, and they watched the process of the note intently.

Even people who have already passed the note to others are thinking about the next reincarnation. As the time draws closer, no one knows who will be the victim at the last moment.

In order not to want to die, everyone concentrated, and some simply calculated. The note was gradually shifting. Pass by everyone's hands and continue to move forward.

The note is now in the middle row of the class. In clockwise order, it will soon be in the last row. Then continue to flip it over.

In other words, except for Kang Xin, no one can guarantee that he will not be the last man.

Everyone looked at the note extremely nervously, but I was the only one who looked at everyone in the class with an indifferent expression. Just then, I was behind the window of the classroom and spotted a figure.

This is exactly the head teacher, who looked at us with a frown. There was an unbelievable expression on his face. However, at this time, everyone's attention was on the note, so no one noticed.

As usual, the head teacher peeked out of the back window, something she used to do a lot. The people at the back of the class are basically under her prying eyes.

The head teacher seemed to notice me, but I just looked at her and then immediately turned my head with a calm look. The head teacher watched it for a while and left. But judging from her expression, she seemed to be frightened.

Just after she left, the notes in the class reached the most critical period. Because I don't know who shouted, there was only one minute left. The notes in the class have reached a crazy state.

That's right, it's now less than 59 seconds until the end of the game. Everyone excitedly took the note in their hands and began to pass it back frantically one by one. In a short period of time, the paper strip was transferred in a row.

Those who had passed the note breathed a sigh of relief because time was running out. There can't be a next time. They escaped death.

And looking at the approach of the note, on the contrary, those who were about to receive the note were nervous and frightened. After all, one of them is bound to die because he can't pass it on.

So the inferiority of human beings comes into play at this time. Especially after Kang Xin has succeeded, others have simply chosen this way.

"Don't give it to me, I don't want it," one of the girls said, and didn't take the note. This made the girl in front of her furious, and she was frightened: "How about you hurry up and take it, time is running out." ”

"I don't want it, I don't want it" The girl broke down in the face of great fear, she curled up in tears, and her voice cried, "I don't want it, you don't give it to me." ”

The girl also cried, she was at a loss for what to do with the note, she took the note and said to the girl in the front seat: "Since she doesn't want it, then give it to you." ”

"I don't want it either." Her front seat shook her head as well. And so the note fell into her hands.

"Why wouldn't the bastard?" The girl looked at the clock and felt as if time was running out, and said in a crying voice. Now there is less than a minute left.

"Since you don't want it, I don't want it either," the girl snapped, then threw the note in her hand violently. It fell directly on the boy's table in the distance.

The boy's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly picked up the note and threw it out. Impartiality fell on Wang Wu's table again.

"Damn" Wang Wu scolded, and then threw the note directly to the back. It landed on Zhao Mingming's table again. Zhao Mingming looked at the note on the table with a pale face, then picked it up and continued to start

Time passed minute by minute, 43 seconds, 42 seconds. 41 seconds

During this time, the entire classroom was reduced to hell. Everyone went crazy and threw the note out, no matter who it was. And the same is true for the person who gets the note.

The note was like a grenade about to explode, and everyone subconsciously wanted to throw it away. As for where it falls, who will it kill. It has nothing to do with me.

Almost everyone had this idea, and under this extreme fear, the students became a little crazy one by one.

"Zhang Yingying, why did you throw it to me." A girl looked at her best friend in the distance in disbelief. That pretty face was full of tears.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Yingying didn't say anything, just said with a distorted face.

Then the girl cried and threw the note out of her hand. It landed on a classmate's desk again, making the man's face pale with fright.

Slips of paper kept being tossed and falling in mid-air. Mixed with the frightened shouts of the classmates. Every time a note falls, it turns into a farce of chickens and dogs.

I watched the farce with a look of disgust, and if they knew, the note that made them desperate for it was simply fake. How will they feel?

10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds. The time is almost over.

And at this time, the note happened to fall on Guan Yao's table. Guan Yao's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the note in front of her, her pretty face was full of whiteness. And the people around seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The distance was less than five seconds, and Guan Yao had no way out.

At this moment, my voice sounded calmly: "Guan Yao." Throw me the note in your hand."