Like a normal classroom, the blackboard area occupied by the curriculum is actually not very large, so as long as you deliberately ignore it, it will not have much impact on people's vision; Presumably, this is also the origin of the saying that the light is dark. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, Shen Haoyang planned to do so, and the blood character class schedule appeared on the far left side of the blackboard, so he tilted his body to the right.

As he looked away, he constricted his nostrils a little and breathed through his mouth instead; After all, there is no way to avoid the fishy smell that comes to your face, and if you smell it for a long time, it will not be good if you smoke your nose and lose it.

Out of sight and out of mind, after solving the biggest problem of the current teaching, Shen Haoyang, who felt that he was very witty, cleared his throat, coughed dryly twice, and tried to restore the classroom atmosphere to the normal atmosphere that the classroom should have.... If there's no heckling, it's a normal atmosphere...

Glancing around with satisfaction at the quiet class, he picked up the chalk and turned to write the title of the class on the blackboard.

There was nothing wrong with this chalk, otherwise he would have broken down from it; But to be honest, aside from those terrifying and weird atmospheres, his teaching task is not so complicated.

After all, the object of his class is just a group of primary school students, and all he needs to do is to arrange different textbooks according to the schedule displayed on the blackboard, and read to the group of students below.

Well, on the whole, everything is going in a relatively smooth direction .... At least two hours before the first recess, that's true.

Teaching time always flies quickly, and with the jingle of a bell, the first class break of the night has arrived....

After class, this group of children is not as cold and silent as in class, as if they have regained their vitality, gathered in groups in the classroom, giggling and playing like normal children.

But Shen Haoyang didn't make any moves, firstly, because he was still reminiscing about the taste of teaching for the first time, and secondly, there was also a reason why he did not dare to wander around the teaching building at this point in time.

He didn't plan to do anything, just lazily lying on the podium, bored, looking at every student in the class from top to bottom.

Suddenly, a string of silver bell-like laughter rang in his ears, attracting his attention, and he couldn't help but look up; Look to the right... The laughter came from the aisle in that direction.

Sure enough, I saw that seven or eight meters away, in the aisle of the second row of desks on the right, a child's figure was standing there.

She was dressed in a red dress, probably seven or eight years old, and she had very long jet-black hair, which covered her face and fell down to her chest.

......When his eyes fell on the little girl, the ethereal laughter sounded again, which made people feel a little creepy.

"You're... Want to talk to me? Shen Haoyang muttered.

Through the previous class, he knew that the girl's name was Zhang Yueruo, and she was also a student of his teaching this time; I just don't know what she's looking for herself.

"Teacher...."The little girl seemed to have found her purpose; Without warning, he ran to Shen Haoyang's side and stood still, looked at Shen Haoyang with his eyes, and suddenly spoke, "Do you like sugar?" ”

"Uh-uh...... Is it the wrong way to open the conversation? I feel that something is wrong..."Shen Haoyang was stunned, and said in his heart, "This kind of question should be asked by the strange uncle to the little girl, right......?"

"Maybe......" Shen Haoyang looked at the other party and replied, then got up from his seat and squatted down, wanting to see what this little girl looked like.

A white and tender little face came into his eyes, looking very cute, especially the big eyes, which flickered as if he could speak, which made a deep impression on Shen Haoyang.

The little girl's height was only up to his waist, and he had to squat down to be able to keep up with him, and of course his reply was the same as if he hadn't answered.

"I have candy here, do you want to eat it?" The little girl then asked. "What flavor?" Shen Haoyang subconsciously went back to a question.

To tell the truth, he regretted it after blurting it out, who knows if the little girl will give it to him? And even if he really gave it to him, would he dare to eat it? The things given by the ghost should not be eaten by humans, right?

Fortunately, the little girl ignored his question and left his entanglement stillborn, but continued: "If you help me comb my hair, I will share it with you." As he spoke, he stretched out his little white hand, holding a small red comb in his palm.

Comb.... Combs? Shen Haoyang was stunned when he heard this, he knew how to comb his hair, and he once learned it specifically in order to meet the requirements of combing his girlfriend's hair.

But comb your hair and give yourself candy? Why do you want candy yourself? But if he didn't comb his hair, would the little girl be angry?

Hesitating, he met the little girl's big eyes again, and suddenly found that the inside of the little girl's eyes seemed to have begun to shine with some kind of brilliance?

Well, it seems that he doesn't need to think much about it anymore ...

"Comb.... Ahem... The teacher combs your hair...", and quickly pulled up a smile, no way, who made him the only human in this ghost school? is still a powerless otaku; There are no human rights!

"Well, but... The candy promised to you, I've already eaten ... Hee-hee.. The teacher won't blame me, right? The little girl moved over the small bench and sat firmly in front of Shen Haoyang, and suddenly said softly.

“.... No... Don't blame it, teacher.... I don't like to eat sugar. Although he said this, he couldn't help but feel like 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping by.

This... Is it really a child? I feel like I'm being teased and say... Shen Haoyang couldn't help but have black lines on his forehead.

"Teacher... Start combing my hair, right? The little girl Zhang Yueruo whispered softly, while reaching out and pulling the hair next to her ear.

Her movements are very slow, and there is a strange aura in her gestures, which makes people's eyes move along with her movements.

also pulled Shen Haoyang back from his speechlessness, he took the little red comb in the little girl's hand, got up and came to the back of the little girl with a big stride.

He put his hands on the little girl's forehead and tried to ruffle her long hair; It's just that when his fingers poked into the other's hair, a cold touch seeped through his fingertips......

"Ahem... I'll comb your ponytail" Shen Haoyang, who felt the coldness, hurriedly changed his gestures, spread the palm that had penetrated into his hair, pressed the hair on the little girl's forehead with his backhand, and whispered to the little girl with his head down.