Chapter 8: The Ghost School Puppet

I didn't sleep long, and as soon as it was dawn, Liu Hui came and knocked on the door.

Only one night, she has changed quite a lot, last night she was wearing a white dress and white pants, looking gloomy, and a female ghost, this morning she changed into a plaid dress, and combed a bangs, it seems to be more sunny, especially the bangs also faintly blocked the black mole, and there is an indescribable charm.

After chatting with the two of us for a few words, she suddenly changed the subject and asked if we had gone around the village irregularly last night.

Can I admit it? Even if she really found out something, she knew in her heart that the two of us were out, and I pretended to be confused on my face, otherwise if it was made public, there would undoubtedly be a posture of tearing my face.

Pan Zi, like me, shook his head in denial.

She didn't ask any more questions, and when she was ready, she took us out the door again, saying that we would go to breakfast together. As soon as we walked out, Panzi glanced back and sighed.

I glanced back. The two doorkeepers on the door were gone. This god is very seriously pasted by Pan Zi, even if the wind blows, it will not blow them away so easily.

I wondered, and I thought to myself, could someone really have been here in the middle of the night? And tore the door god away by the way?

The place where we had breakfast was still the broken tile house, the place where we drank potato soup last night, and when Liu Hui went in this time, I found that there were two people sitting at the round table, holding a bowl of porridge and drinking, and there was an old lady standing in front of the stove, who seemed to be cooking.

When I looked at this old lady, especially her fatness, I chuckled in my heart, she was the old lady who talked crazy at the well last night, but fortunately she didn't know us at all, and Panzi and I didn't tell her anything, otherwise we were afraid, and our voices changed, and it was easy to show our stuffing.

Liu Hui introduced us and said that the two who drank porridge were also teachers, and I were also colleagues, and I now understood that this broken tile house was the so-called faculty canteen.

We found a place to sit down, Liu Hui also brought three bowls of rice porridge, during the porridge, she talked about business, said that the school in Suiyuan Village is very small, there are only about 30 students in total, there is no physical education class at all, it is impossible for the two of us to be physical education teachers.

I asked in passing, if we don't be physical education teachers, what else can we teach?

She said that there is currently a shortage of mathematics and Chinese teachers, and she can also see that we have no cultural background, and she also specially told that teaching in Suiyuan Village is a primary school textbook, which is not difficult.

I'm total.,Heart said that if you only teach primary school textbooks,We can really make up the numbers.,Primary school math thing,It's nothing more than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.,Don't even have to solve equations.,In contrast,Teaching Chinese is much more difficult than math.,Chinese this thing.,I love to chew words.。

I took a righteous hand, asked Pan Zi to choose first, and asked him whether to teach Chinese or mathematics, in fact, I was very sure in my heart that Pan Zi would definitely choose mathematics.

But Pan Zi's expression was very heavy, and he thought about it for a long time before he said to me, "Du Rui, you teach mathematics, and I make Chinese." ”

As soon as I heard this, my heart said, what kind of IQ Pan Zi has, he can't even understand elementary school math.

This matter was settled, and after eating, Liu Hui took us to the school for a walk. If I were to say that the school in this village is not only small, it has no scale at all. Two large tiled houses, surrounded by a large fence wall, the larger one serves as a classroom, and the smaller one serves as a teacher's office, which is considered a school. A group of uneven students, both old and young, are crammed into the same classroom for the same class.

Liu Hui said that this morning was a math class, and I had to go to the class, while Pan Zi had to stay in the office and communicate with other teachers.

This is the rhythm of separating the two of us, although I don't want the two of us to be torn apart, but I can't find a good reason, so I have to take the pen and the book, and go with Liu Hui.

I've never been a trainee teacher, so I don't know anything about what to do and what not to do, but when I was in school, I saw other teachers listening to the lectures, and they all sat in the back row.

I learned how to draw a scoop from the gourd, and I found a chair and sat in the back.

Liu Hui is talking about application problems today, this is my first time to come to the internship, whether it is true or not, I have to make a show, right? I told myself to be attentive and take notes or something, but I really overestimated my endurance.

Within twenty minutes, our eyelids began to droop, and I always felt that Liu Hui's lecture was like singing a lullaby, which led me to infinite sleepiness.

I secretly encouraged myself to hold on and not drop the chain, but ten minutes later, I occupied the table of the student next to me and fell asleep on my stomach.

I was confused, and I didn't know how long I slept, but I suddenly felt that something was wrong, how did this teacher become quiet, and where did the lecture sound go?

I said in my heart, could it be that Liu Hui finished the lecture and changed it to self-study? I looked up and looked around with my eyes that were still sleepy.

This look scared me enough, the students in the whole classroom all stood up and looked straight ahead, Liu Hui also looked straight at the audience on the podium, they pinched their waists with both hands, and twisted their heads exaggeratedly.

Let's just say that the student next to me, he shook his head from side to side, and that made me worry that he could break his neck, especially when he opened his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly sinister expression.

This reminded me of the hideous female corpse, my heart was fluttering, and I didn't feel sleepy, and I didn't dare to blindly touch this student, for fear of something, I slowly stood up and waved my hand at Liu Hui.

It was obvious to me that she should have seen it, but the evil thing is that she didn't pay any attention to me. And then, they raised their hands and did something that only puppets do.

A noun suddenly appeared in my head, "puppet", and I couldn't suppress it anymore, whether it was class or not, just raise my legs and run.

After I escaped from this classroom, my mind was a little more stable, and I thought again, I wonder what happened to Panzi, he wouldn't have suffered a similar situation in the office, right?

I hurried to the office, but Panzi wasn't here at all.

I said in my heart, could it be that something happened to Panzi? At this time, there was also a teacher in the office doing lesson plans, and he had a characteristic that his face was quite long.

I walked over, a little unpolite, and asked this big long face, "Where is Panzi?" ”

He ignored my indifferent expression and pointed in one direction and said, "He's in the bathroom." ”

I didn't believe what he said, and I said how could it be so coincidental, as soon as there was something strange in the classroom, Panzi was anxious to urinate?

I decided to go to the toilet to find Panzi first, and I found the toilet in the direction of the big long face, this toilet is also quite distinctive, just a stone room, separated into a male and female room, although I didn't go in to take a look, but I guess it's not good to dig a big pit inside, and urinate and urinate into this pit.

I yelled into the toilet. That big face didn't lie, Pan Zizhen was inside, and he immediately replied to me.

I saw that Panzi didn't have an accident, and I was not so anxious anymore, so I simply lit a cigarette and waited while smoking.

When the cigarette was almost finished, Panzi's face turned pale and he came out rubbing his stomach. He also complained to me first, saying that he didn't know what was wrong, and he had a stomach trouble this morning.

I didn't bother to dwell on the stomach trouble with him, I told him everything I had just seen.

Pan Zi's face became even worse after hearing this, and there was no shroud at this time, otherwise if he was wrapped, in his state, it would not be a problem to pretend to be a corpse.

He stammered a little and said to me, "Du, Du Rui, this village is not clean, the students of this school must have been possessed by demons just now, otherwise how could they become puppets?" ”

I looked up at the sky, the sun was quite full, and I said casually, "It can't be a ghost, this is broad daylight, ghosts are not afraid of the sun?" ”

Panzi shook his head again, I don't know what he thinks, anyway, he covered his stomach and turned back to the toilet, I stood outside the toilet, I could hear him fart. He had a stomach problem this time, and I suspect it wasn't because of eating bad things.

When I got back to school, I found that it was the time for recess activities, and Liu Hui also came out of the classroom to relax, and said hello when she saw the two of us.

I observed her expression, and there was nothing wrong with her, just like a normal person. I asked her, what kind of sports are she doing with her students during class?

Liu Hui said that it was a kind of neck exercises, and she asked us if we could learn it, which was quite effective.

Can Panzi and I learn this? We are not really intellectuals, and we usually do tasks, and we don't involve work like desks. Seeing that we both shook our heads, Liu Hui didn't say anything more.

In the afternoon, I read the lesson plan with Liu Hui in the office, and Pan Zi went to listen to the Chinese class with another teacher.

I was afraid that something strange would happen, and I slipped out of the office several times and walked around the classroom. But this afternoon, it was peaceful.

When I got off work in the evening, I planned to ask Liu Hui to sit where we lived, and dig up clues by chatting, but before I could speak, she preemptively asked the two of us first.

She said that we had just come to the internship, and that two teachers wanted to have a treat, so let's get together for a home-cooked meal.

I pondered, this is not bad, as the so-called people are so good at clichΓ©s, Pan Zi and I left with Liu Hui.

There wasn't even a restaurant in the village, and our meeting place was in the faculty cafeteria, but tonight we didn't drink potato soup, and the fat woman brought a meat pot.

The pot was still hot, the meat was bubbling inside, and in the soup I saw black dots like sesame seeds.

I don't know if this is a characteristic of Suiyuan Village, why do I always like to add this black sesame grain to my meals.

Liu Hui served us broth first, and asked everyone to eat and chat together, these two teachers, one is a big long face I know, and the other is wearing a green vest, and I don't know what to teach, I haven't seen him during the day.

In the beginning, they were all talking about some topics in the school, which student had been doing something lately.

Pan Zi and I were laughing and laughing while listening to it, and when I felt that the atmosphere was about the same, I suddenly threw out a topic.

I asked them, "By the way, before I came, I heard that several people in Suiyuan Village are crazy, is this a true thing or a rumor?" ”