Not only Jacob, but also Morgan and the others behind were also jumping wildly, glancing to the side without a trace, glaring at the student who had just rushed back not far away.

The students who had gone to ask for help from other teachers rushed all the way over, pale and hopelessly shaking their heads at Morgan.

Except Jacob, no one wanted to come.

Morgan's heart was cold.

Immediately after that, it was cooler again, and it was even cooler.

Because Huai Shi looked at it.

"I heard there are a lot of my fans here, these must be these people, right?"

Huai Shi asked kindly, but for some reason, they suddenly felt a chill at the base of their necks. They have the heart to defend themselves, but what is there to defend themselves at this time? Aren't they secretly agitating? People have come to the door, what else is there to justify?

"Thank you for your mislove. ”

Huai Shi smiled softly, stepped forward, and took a step, "Today, I specially came to hold a meeting for you. ”

Collapse.

The whole club seemed to be shaken suddenly.

Feel the power of trampling.

At Huaishi's feet, a crack broke in the club's floor tiles, and after drilling through the cement on the surface, the footprints sank deep into the dirt.

Walking into the club of purebloods in such a grand manner, looking around at the fine decorations, he sighed.

At this time, Jacob couldn't sit back and watch Huai Shi so rampant, so he stopped in front angrily and glared at his face: "Don't you plan to stay at all?"

"Or else?"

Huai Shi sneered: "After all, what does this matter have to do with you? This teacher, you can't help but take yourself too seriously, right? In the final analysis, there is no room for you to interfere at all——"

Jacob was furious: "I'm the instructor here!"

"Then you'll be in charge. ”

Huai Shi's expression instantly became cold, and without waiting for him to react, he took another step forward, causing the entire club to be shaken again.

"Today, I brought my student here, not to ask the teacher about the crime, but to tell him: justice is here, but it is not given by others, you always need to do it yourself!"

Huai Shi stepped forward, pressing step by step: "Since you just said that the matter between students is solved by the students themselves, then the disputes between the teachers should be decided by the teachers!"

Always show them how adults solve problems with their hands, not their mouths!"

He stared at the face that was close at hand, and asked word by word, "Do you have anything else to do with it other than a mouth?"

Jacob's face turned pale and he subconsciously looked to the left and right, only to find that no colleagues were coming.

So far, why doesn't he understand what's going on? I'm afraid he's the only one who is here today......

But being forced to this role by Huai Shi, how could he find a way out?

"Okay, solve the problem, right? ”

He blushed his face and gritted his teeth: "Then it will be as you wish!"

The entire club suddenly shook slightly, and in the middle of the hall, a pure white field and space had unfolded. Countless blocks of color reacted and disappeared, and finally converged into a blue-gray stone slab, empty and quiet.

In the Ivory Tower, that represents the so-called 'classroom'.

Overhead classrooms.

The authority granted to the teacher by the department temporarily opens up a real virtual space for teaching. It's similar to the simulations in the Book of Destiny, except that there aren't as many flexible records to choose from and use.

Because of its safety, it is used in most dangerous courses and teachings to avoid some tragic trauma that even the school infirmary cannot salvage.

Within the framework created by the Creator, all entrants will be temporarily transformed into recorded living beings for simulation, and naturally do not need to worry about the danger of their lives.

However, due to the cumbersome application procedures, and the classical music appreciation course, there is really no place to use it, even if there is no permission, Huai Shi is too lazy to activate and register.

This was his first experience, and it looked very new.

Live like a dirt bun.

"What are you waiting for, Mr. Huaishi. ”

Jacob backhanded, pulled out two daggers from behind his waist, and said coldly: "Just let me understand, are you as amazing as Sasaki's idiot boasted." ”

"Rest easy. ”

Huai Shi stood on the edge of the overhead classroom, but beckoned behind her, motioning for the two students to come forward.

After the forest hut and Yuan Yuan came over, he looked at the faces of the two students, thought about it, and said seriously: "As a teacher, I have received the trust and expectations of you and your elders, but I am limited by what I have learned too little, and I don't know what to teach you, and I don't know if I can make you grow—from this point of view, I am not qualified as a teacher." ”

Lin Jiu and Yuan Yuan opened their mouths to speak, but they saw Huai Shi waving his hand and signaling them not to interject.

Then, Huai Shi continued: "Next, even if it is the first time I have started a class for you, I hope that you can listen carefully and learn something at that time.

If you can't learn, don't worry, I can teach again, you know?"

Lin Shijiu seemed to be aware of this, and nodded hurriedly.

And Yuan Yuan still looked dignified and calm, just bowed his head seriously.

They're all good students.

Huai Shi smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, touched their heads, and then took the Mountain Monarch Giant Sword from Yuan Yuan's hand: "This, lend me one." ”

Sensing the touch of the others, the white tiger residing in the blade of the sword opened its eyes and roared in anger.

But with a shock of Huaishi's wrist, the blade of the sword made a tame chirp, and it turned softly and tactfully like a kitten.

Easily subduing Shanjun and carrying the heavy blade on his shoulder, Huai Shi took one last look at them, turned and walked towards the field of the overhead classroom, with a smile.

As he stepped in, his momentum did not climb, and even began to weaken rapidly.

The original vigorous essentia disappeared without a trace, and the strange stigma of Shao Si Ming was not reflected in any way.

Under Huai Shi's control, he was rapidly retreating.

If it weren't for the calm smile on their faces, others would have thought that something was wrong or that they had stepped into some trap.

In just a few seconds, Huai Shi quickly fell from a third-order sublimator to the level of a tabula rasa.

Without the help of the power of stigma, at best, it is the same quality as a novice sublimator who has passed the second period of development.

Facing Jacob's gloomy expression, Huai Shi held the blade of the sword, swaggered and stretched her body, pulling her neck and waist, as if warming up, to avoid cramps caused by the next strenuous exercise.

"As an idol, I'm ashamed that I don't know how to sing, dance, or rap. ”

Huai Shi calmly held the hilt of the sword, tilted her head and smiled at the students outside the venue: "So, today's meeting, let's perform a traditional program for everyone." ”

At that moment, Jacob finally couldn't bear Huaishi's humiliation, roared angrily, and the boiling essentia gathered in his eyes, bursting with a burst of turquoise light.

His whole person became illusory and ethereal, as if it would collapse into the air in an instant, but his face showed a hideous outline like a wolf.

The spirit of the Holy Spirit awakened in his shell, catalyzing the shell, causing his appearance to gradually move closer to the coyote, the messenger of the legendary Lord of All Souls.

And he was already like smoke, instantly dissipating in place.

In an instant, as the smoke suddenly closed, half of his body poked out from the void in front of Huai Shi, and the dagger covered with frost in his hand stabbed towards Huai Shi's neck.

And Huai Shi still stood still, not moving, as if she was still smiling at the audience outside the venue.

Next, let me show you how the guillotine king of Jinling is good -

At the moment when he couldn't help it, the Mountain Monarch broadsword in his hand suddenly flipped over, and with the swing of his arm, he jumped upward, and the blade roared, suddenly stirring the layers of air, forming a bleak white tornado.

The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon.

Now, the roar of the tiger erupts with the hurricane above the blade, giving the sword an almost incredible speed under the drummer's urging.

Thunder and thunderbolt disappeared in a flash.

The sound of a tiger roaring slowly dissipated from the air.

A headless corpse fell from the smoke of the sudden explosion, and then the head that had not reacted to death.

In the dead silence, only blood was splashed in all directions, but under the hurricane triggered by the blade, not a drop fell on Huai Shi's body.

Ignoring the corpse at his feet, he looked up at Jacob, who had reappeared on the other side of the overhead classroom, and smiled.

Finger hooking.

He said, "Come again." ”

Jacob was stunned for a moment, and he hadn't woken up from the death just now, but then he saw that Huai Shi had appeared strangely in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the high-pitched sound of the floor tiles being trampled sounded sharply.

Reflecting the cold eyes with a thick mockery.

As if to say, if you don't come, then I'll be over!

Without waiting for him to react, the Mountain Monarch roared again, slashing, and blood gushed out!

It's still be, decapitated!

In the belated scream, Huai Shi turned around for a long time and looked at the students on the sidelines, "Do you see clearly?"

The cabin in the woods shook its head blankly.

Yuan Yuan seemed to be confused, his brows furrowed, and then, he also shook his head, "I didn't see the posture of my arm clearly. ”

"Don't look at your hands, look at your feet. ”

Huai Shi reminded: "I'll demonstrate again, this time I slow down, you pay attention to the rhythm, between the second beat and the third beat, after the thirty-second note, in fact, it is a sixty-fourth note. ”

In the teacher's smile, Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, nodded vigorously, and opened his eyes wide.

Testimonial—the beginning of this nightmare.

Until the thirty-second minute, before Jacob completely collapsed, this horrific nightmare of decapitation had been repeated two hundred and forty-four times.

Because Huai Shi took a five-minute break in the middle.

Without stigmata, his body would not be able to support him in such a high-intensity duel, which is also a very reasonable thing.

At first, Jacob would yell and reprimand, then turn into invective and ranting, and there will be several times when he wants to bow his head or simply beg for mercy.

But he didn't dare to cancel his own overhead classroom.

Because at the moment of cancellation, he may really be beheaded by Huai Shi.

Until finally, in the midst of death and ravage, he fell into mechanical numbness.

I couldn't speak anymore.

In the whole process, Huai Shi held the heavy sword of the mountain monarch in his hand, and demonstrated for his students a total of sixty-one methods of execution with great swords from Eastern Xia, Yingzhou, Rome and even the Americas.

It focuses on the six best and easiest ways to use and demonstrate them repeatedly, until the most basic forest hut can be completely memorized.

And by the time he remembered the last method of beheading, the entire overhead classroom had turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and in the miserable blood red, hundreds of corpses of the same person were piled up indiscriminately in a not wide space, with almost no place to stay.

In the midst of the horrible scenery, the only spotless narrator, Huai Shi, stepped on Jacob's shoulder, looked up and emphasized one last time:

"Remember, at this time, step on your shoulder blades, and then press downwards with your hands, just like this—"

As he spoke, Huai Shi held the mountain monarch giant sword with both hands and stabbed downward.

A crisp sound, like a ripe melon.

The futilely struggling body under his feet never moved again.

All that remained was a bloody globular object that slowly rolled on the ground under the slap of the blade, and finally, piled up with its own kind.

A terrifying hill was formed.

"Then, today's lecture is over here, go back and practice it yourself, I'll check it later, don't slack off. ”

Huai Shi calmly stepped out of the virtual classroom that quickly dissipated and collapsed.

Jacob's body emerged from the collapsed overhead classroom, lying on his back to the sky, like a walking corpse, his eyes hollow, and he didn't make a sound.

Huai Shi didn't care about the movement behind her, just raised her foot and rubbed the non-existent blood on the floor. Only then did he turn around and smile at Morgan, who was already faceless next to him.

"When a student makes a mistake, the teacher has to bear the mistake, and if a child breaks the law, the adult has to be educated – this is the same thing. ”

As she passed, Huai Shi paused slightly. He patted the root of Morgan's neck casually and taught earnestly: "So, this story tells us: children should study hard, you know?"

This is the only thing Huai Shi said to him from beginning to end.

Here, for this farce, a break is drawn that is enough to be engraved in the shadows of life.

"I hope that everyone will continue to support me in the next idol events. ”

Before leaving, Huai Shi said goodbye to the lovely classmates in the club with a warm smile.

Then, amid the shrill sirens of the ambulance in the school infirmary, he calmly waved his sleeves and left with his students, not forgetting his bicycle parked at the door.

Huaishi's first fan meeting, just like that, ushered in a successful ending.