Do you think it's useful to quibble now?" It seemed that Mu Baiyi was a little jealous, and the middle-aged teacher's originally worried heart suddenly calmed down.

"No quibbles!" Mu Baiyi tilted his head, "This is the result of me solving it myself."

"You! You ......" The middle-aged teacher pointed at her tremblingly, unable to refute her words.

"Didn't you say that good students don't fight, let alone hit teachers?" His eyes widened, and he pointed to the little puppet who had no intention of stopping, and complained loudly.

"I'm afraid, he's really scared, hehehe......" A classmate sneered quietly.

"Sure enough, if this ignorant and bold new student comes to give him a little color, he won't dare to threaten us casually."

"Humph! His self-righteous threat is not enough to see, do you really think that his little action can suppress us?"

The fragmentary discussions were all a crusade against the middle-aged teacher, but for some reason, they couldn't face him directly.

Mu Baiyi glanced at the middle-aged teacher with even more strange eyes, with elegance and suspicion:

"Teacher, do you have a problem with your eyes? Or is it a broken brain? The little puppet is not a student, can't you tell the difference?"

She even began to question the identity of the middle-aged man in front of her as a teacher, and she couldn't even tell if she was a student, could she still be a teacher?

Isn't this kind of incompetent teacher afraid of misleading people's children?

"Damn! This new kid is amazing!" Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

"That doll isn't even a human being, so naturally it's even more impossible to be a student, who would be brain-dead to think that thing as a student? Since it's not a student anymore, whatever it does, it has nothing to do with it."

"Wonderful! Why didn't I think there would be such a thing?"

"Don't be stupid, that doll is obviously under her control, if she really did something, how could she not be punished?" Someone said sensibly.

"You don't give me sophistry, it's clearly under your control, how could it do it if it wasn't for your control?" The middle-aged teacher yelled angrily.

"I'm not in control of it right now!" Mu Bai said seriously.

Under normal circumstances, she would not control a puppet, and it would be too draining to be distracted to control a puppet, and she would certainly not bother to do it if it was not necessary.

"The little puppet is already a complete puppet, and every move it makes doesn't need me to control slowly." She told the truth sincerely, but no one believed her.

"This newcomer is really not an ordinary person, and he can lie so unchangeably. If I hadn't had some knowledge of the puppeteer, I'd have thought she was telling the truth." Some people were amazed.

"Yes, who doesn't know that a puppeteer's ability is to manipulate a puppet? Her puppet is only a small one, but it needs to be manipulated by a puppeteer to act."

"It's like, if it weren't for her control, how could the little thing be as nimble as it was to come to life? I used to think she was a bit of a brain, but now she doesn't seem to be very good, right?"

"Heh, it's really not good, I'm afraid it's not much better than being brain-dead. She would tell such an obvious lie, I think she ......."

Before he could finish speaking, a scream of horror drowned out his voice.

I saw that the middle-aged teacher, who had a big belly and a bulky body that even looked bulky when he walked, suddenly jumped back behind the lectern with an agile backflip.

And the silk threads around him disappeared at some point, and after he landed and stood up, the broken silk threads around him scattered like dust.

Almost no one who paid all their attention to the middle-aged teacher noticed that the little puppet on the table was depressed and powerless, and he was languishing, gradually losing his vitality, as if it was about to break down.

Mu Baiyi sighed helplessly, reached out and picked it up, and the invisible puppet overflowed from its fingertips, penetrating deep into its head, sending it a rich puppet power.

"It's really not fully grown, even if it is accidentally escalated this time, you can't try to control it so willfully

It's alive." muttered whispers that no one heard.

After a while, the little puppet barely regained her vitality, and hugged her fingers aggrievedly, blaming herself and feeling guilty.

After the middle-aged teacher's actions just now, he still maintained a stiff and frightened expression, as if it had been engraved on his face, and it lasted for a full minute before slowly relieving himself.

A sharp-minded person can see that his eyes are dull, and even the horror on his face is only formed by subconscious muscle twitching.

After a long time, when everyone began to gradually notice that something was wrong with the teacher, the middle-aged teacher's standing body suddenly fell down and sat down.

As if he had lost his mind, he sat on the ground crying and shouting, tears and cold sweat flowed, and he looked very strange and funny on the face of the middle-aged man.

"Teacher?" Someone tried to call him.

But he didn't react, and continued to scream in this state of madness, no matter how much he called, he didn't respond.

Everyone was startled and stepped forward, and someone shook his body and called his name in his ear.

He was so frightened that he trembled heavily, and then he went incontinent......

The strong, smoky smell caused the students who were close to him to stay away, and Mu Baiyi had already taken a step ahead of them and pushed back a long distance in his wheelchair.

This time, she didn't need anyone's persuasion, and took the initiative to retreat to the rear.

No one dared to stop her, after all, she dared to do anything to the teacher, and she was definitely a hard stubble.

The middle-aged teacher's situation was very strange, so that everyone couldn't help but look at Mu Baiyi frequently, as if asking what she had done?

Mu Baiyi tilted her head, looked back innocently, and seemed to feel that the smell had come again, she covered her nose and retreated a little.

Someone began to contact other teachers, administrators, and medical staff.

Obviously, this class can't be attended, and everyone finally realizes that this newcomer is probably very difficult to mess with, and they don't know what she has done, so that one or two people lose their minds as if they have lost their minds.

Mu Baiyi didn't say much, just quietly opened the book in his hand and looked at it curiously, until someone arrived.

"What's going on?" The person who came was Zuo Qian, who had not been seen for a long time, and the young man's clean face was impatient.

He glanced at the middle-aged teacher, who was almost rolling and screaming on the ground, and asked:

"Who got it? Do you want to go into the control room?"

Everyone took a step back, shook their heads one after another, signaling that it had nothing to do with them, and then invariably turned in the direction of Mu Baiyi.

Who doesn't know that the person in charge of the control room is this teacher!

Zuo Qian caused a lot of sensation when he was expelled, and he was also one of the characters in the school who could not be provoked at will, and the biggest reason was naturally the teacher behind him, Xu Xiuneng.

The teacher who has a very ordinary physique, but is very strategic but very unusual. One of his peculiarities is that no matter how rebellious and stubborn the students are, as long as they are sent to the control room, they will definitely be able to cure people well in less than a week.

(End of chapter)