Because of this, Fu Guanmo thought about entering a few more games.

Perhaps, you can discover the secret of Tong Mu's eyes.

Worry is chaos.

The people sent by the Fu family to investigate, there is no news yet.

No news is the best news.

At three o'clock in the morning, Tong Mu entered the game at the agreed time.

"Jingle bell—"

"Hello students!"

Tong Mu raised his head in a daze and saw a completely unexpected picture.

On the podium, there was a male teacher wearing short-sleeved trousers, hanging a small bee microphone, and lecturing passionately.

"Please turn to page 72 of the language text, we are going to talk about ...... today"

Tong Mu came back to his senses, and it seemed that this time the copy should be the school.

She wore a blue and white school uniform and sat in her seat.

The layout of the classroom is different from that of her high school, where each seat is separated, and there is no such thing as sharing a table.

This made Tong Mu unconsciously relieved.

For her, the memories of her previous campus are not very good.

She grew up seeing things differently from others and wasn't very popular at school.

Because of this, Tong Zhao and Hu Qinrong will take her around and change schools.

"Tong Mu, please get up and answer this question."

The teacher's voice sounded, recalling Tong Mu's thoughts.

There were about thirty or forty people in the classroom, and all eyes fell on her.

Tong Mu looked at the blackboard, and his eyes were stupid with a little interest.

She's a science student, and it's a political question on the blackboard......

"This classmate, please tell me your answer."

Although it was the first time for Tong Mu to carry out such a copy, she had heard Fu Guanmo say before that every game has its own unspoken rules.

If you accidentally violate these rules, you can trigger a death opportunity at any time.

A pair of numb eyes stared at Tong Mu, there was no malice in the eyes of these classmates, there was nothing, they were completely empty, without any emotion.

Tong Mu knew that if he couldn't answer, maybe he would be torn apart by the ghost in an instant.

She pinched her palm.

Looking at the four options on the electronic screen, he pinched the palm of his hand.

Forget it, just guess one.

She closed her eyes, "My answer is - B." ”

As soon as the words fell, the classmates in the classroom all turned their heads, and it seemed that she should have been right.

Before Tong Mu could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the male teacher's gentle and smiling voice again.

"Then can you tell your classmates why you chose option B for this question?"

Tong Mu raised his eyes suddenly, and met the teacher on the podium.

Compared to the numbness and lifelessness of the others in the classroom, the teacher was clearly a sapient creature.

In his eyes, she saw the long-lost, familiar look on the face of the ghost named Zhang Ju in the first copy.

Malicious.

Incomparable malice.

Cold sweat slid down Tong Mu's forehead, she hesitated for too long, so that the teacher couldn't wait to speak.

"This classmate, please tell me your answer."

This sentence seemed to be an opportunity, and the other people in the classroom turned their heads together, and their eyes fell on Tong Mu.

Those empty eyes were fixed on her.

Tong Mu pinched his palms and looked at the male teacher in front of him.

She didn't know whether to call herself lucky or unlucky.

As soon as you enter the game, you will be called to answer questions, which is bad enough.

But she guessed an answer casually, and she just guessed it right.

In this way, it seems that she is not so unlucky.

Now, even if she answers, the teacher can still ask her countless questions.

Look at the malice in his eyes.

Tong Mu closed his eyes and opened them gently.

She curled her lips and smiled, like a well-behaved student.

"Teacher, I don't know much about this question, can you tell me about it?"

[Use the natural skill - Charm.] 】

[Cooldown - 120 minutes.] 】

The teacher on the podium was stunned and nodded in a trance.

"It doesn't matter, Tong Mu, sit down."

The teacher spoke, and dozens of pairs of hollow eyes in the classroom turned back.

Tong Mu breathed a sigh of relief, the cooldown time was so long, I hope that this teacher will not trouble her again in the future.

It seems that she has only been unlucky for a while, and since she used the skill, this teacher's attitude has taken a 180-degree turn and become amiable.

Not only did he not ask questions, but he also kindly asked Tong Mu if he understood.

Tong Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, but he didn't have to be so eager, just treat her as an invisible person and don't come to trouble her.

After all, she didn't really come to study.

The teacher seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and since then, she really hasn't paid attention to Tong Mu.

Tong Mu sat alone on the side, not playing anything else, listening to the class seriously on the surface, but actually deserting.

Didn't Fu Guanmo say to enter the game with her? Where is he? Didn't get into this copy?

Tong Mu was very puzzled.

She looked around the people in the classroom, and none of them looked like Fu Guanmo.

All of them are lifeless wooden people.

If you guess correctly, it is estimated that they are all ghosts, and they are ghosts under the command of the teacher.

The school is so big and there are so many people, where did she go to find Fu Guanmo.

Tong Mu bit his lip. It turns out that entering the same copy is not a panacea.

Ay.

This state lasted until the end of class in the morning, and Tong Mu listened to it with a painful heartache.

She stood at the top of the stairs and watched her classmates walk towards the cafeteria one by one.

Trying to find Fu Guanmo inside.

If Fu Guanmo came over, then Tong Mu would definitely find out immediately.

Because of the arrogant temperament of no one in his eyes, except for Fu Guanmo, Tong Mu believed that no one dared to drag it like this.

It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, there was no figure of him, but he caused trouble for himself.

"This classmate, what are you standing here for?"

It was noon when there were the most people, and a middle-aged man walked in the corridor with a serious face.

At the first glance of him, four big words appeared in Tong Mu's mind - grade director.

When she was in high school, the most terrifying person in the school was not the principal or the class teacher, but the director of each age.

They are stern and high-profile.

They set special rules for the age they are under their jurisdiction and hold a general meeting after each exam to criticize the classes that rank low in the average score.

They are a nightmare for every student!

Tong Mu guessed correctly, and every student passing by next to him was greeting him.

"Hello Director Ma!"

Their voices are not low, each one of them shouts, and none of them falls.

Tong Mu saw him staring at him with a serious face, and suddenly realized something, and immediately bowed.

"Hello Director Ma!"

The voice is high and not lower than others.

Looking at her performance, Director Ma's face looked a lot better.

But it doesn't seem to be kind.