Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 79 How Horror Games Become Idol Dramas (11)

Under the podium, the students in the seats had different expressions.

At one point, his face turned red and he was extremely excited, and his whole body swayed, "The teacher is right! I don't know why some people always make trouble and disrupt the classroom! Such bad students should be expelled!"

Some people put on a face like a mournful exam, full of lifeless despair.

Ordinary teachers teach and educate people, you monster teachers teach and kill people!

Respect for teachers?I bother!
At this time, the classroom door was knocked suddenly.

The head teacher frowned, stretched out his tentacles and opened the door.

Standing outside the door were its monitor and bad students who skipped class.

Yan Qirui yelled, "Report, teacher, I have brought classmate Feng back."

Ling Chan folded her hands on her chest, her school uniform jacket was wide open, revealing a T-shirt with a rabbit printed on it, "I heard that the teacher is calling me back to school in a hurry, what's the matter?"

"Is this the way you talk to the teacher!"

The teacher in charge got angry, and with a flick of his tentacles, he punched a big hole in the wall, "Feng Lingchan, you're so courageous! How dare you play truant!"

The students in the class screamed and ran away, avoiding the tentacles flying around with their teeth and claws.

Ling Chan frowned, with an unwavering expression, "Why are you so angry at me? Why are you doing this to your good students? They didn't skip class."

"I don't care for you pretending to be a good person! A fraudster!" The monster student waved his six hands, his human face was full of contempt, and he stared at Ling Chan viciously.

"Bah! People like you shouldn't come to school! If the teacher didn't have the heart to keep you out of school, you should have been expelled a long time ago!"

The harsh words garnered a massive response.

Most of the monster students in the class glared at Ling Chan, while ordinary players looked puzzled and confused.

"Do you think you can win people's hearts like this?" The class teacher sneered, "The class leader returns to his seat, you, hand in your homework, I will check it now."

Yan Qirui who was beside him swallowed nervously, put his hands behind his back, and quietly reached into Ling Chan's hands, Ling Chan pretended not to feel it, strode forward, and threw the schoolbag behind him on the podium.

When I opened the zipper, I found that there was not only the Chinese homework book as thick as a brick in the schoolbag, but also several homework books, including mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biopolitics, geography, history, and homework for nine subjects.

Ling Chan froze for a moment, then poured out the nine homework books and lined them up in front of the class teacher, "Teacher, which one do you want to check?"

teacher:"……"

Its big dark green eyes glanced at Ling Chan vigilantly and suspiciously, and rolled up a math homework book with its tentacles.

He took out a pair of glasses from his body and carefully reviewed them.

The students in the middle of the first row took a look and jumped up excitedly, "This is my homework!"

The single arm on its chest pointed at Ling Chan angrily, "I knew it! Who would do such a thing except you?!"

"Oh?" The head teacher asked impatiently, "What's going on?"

"I was doing my homework at home yesterday, but a monster with red eyes and white hair rushed in suddenly! He insisted that I finish my homework for him! That Chinese homework book is not mine, but the whole book I wrote it all!"

"I was almost killed by that white-haired monster!" He pulled off his clothes, revealing the deep scars on his neck, "Did you instigate it! Feng Lingchan! Your father is a big liar, and you are no good thing!"

"I don't know, what did my father do?" Ling Chan said quietly, "Why don't you tell me?"

"What are you talking about? It's time to go to class!" The head teacher rolled up a handful of homework and threw it back into the bag, stuffed the bag into Ling Chan's arms, and said coldly: "I don't think you want to listen to my class at all, get out!"

Ling Chan hugged her bag, turned around and left.

Yan Qirui was about to raise his heels, but was held down by cold tentacles on his shoulders, "There is no need for the monitor to go, come back and sit down, let's go to class."

Yan Qirui's face became even uglier.

Attend class?

He didn't want to study human anatomy anymore!
Speaking on the podium, the teachers and classmates in the audience stared at him gloomyly. He was sweating coldly and had to return to his seat.

Ling Chan was standing in the corridor outside the classroom window, with her hands folded over her chest, not as if she had come out for punishment, but as if she was being inspected by a leader.

She looked curiously at what the head teacher called the class in the classroom.

The teacher in charge teaches English. From this class, he needs to practice oral English. He asks the students to come forward one by one to have a conversation with him in English. Those who fail to catch up will be punished.

The first person to come forward was Yan Qirui, the teacher in charge opened his mouth amiably, "huoldndueoqkdnnsiqoxhiskcnchcyfudi."

Yan Qirui's face was numb, as if he had expected it long ago, "Teacher, I can't."

The class teacher sneered, and struck out with a heavy fist, smashing a disposable protective card of Yan Qirui.

The head teacher is very fast. A class lasts for 45 minutes, and more than 30 students in the class can take at least two rounds... It is really tormenting.

Ling Chan felt emotional, and suddenly saw the reflective surface of the glass, and a tall monster stood behind her.

It was yesterday's security guard.

The security guard asked solemnly: "Why didn't you teach in the classroom?"

"The teacher asked me to come out and stand as a punishment."

"You are a bad student! You are not in the classroom! You violate the school rules!"

The huge fist smashed down head-on.

Ling Chan: "..."

It seems that the head teacher asked her to come out and punish her for the purpose of this.

Knowing her own body, Ling Chan managed to dodge for a while, and then began to pant, with beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.

The second time.

Ling Chan was unable to dodge, and the disposable protective card in the warehouse blocked the blow for her.

The third time.

She didn't hide at all, opened the system mall with her fingers, and bought 20 disposable protection cards first.

In the barrage, the words and rewards were quickly swiped.

[Wife is not afraid!We have money!Just spend it hard with it!Just face it and see who can do it better? 】

[I love Chanchan for rewarding player Lingchan with a thousand points. 】

[A one-time protection card, you can buy a dozen with 500 points, it’s worth it for a female goose, mom protects you with krypton gold! 】

[The little ghost rewarded the player Ling Chan with a thousand points. 】

……

The rewards skyrocketed.

The security guard in front of him was still working tirelessly, punching him one after another.

And Ling Chan showed a sweet smile to everyone in the live broadcast room, "I am very grateful to all the parents, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives in the live broadcast room for their rewards. You are my biggest support in Thriller City, thank you everyone."

The girl with eyes like autumn water folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen and bowed deeply.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhh Chan called me wife!Husband hubby I love you?Three thousand more! 】

[All heaven celebrates!I got married today!Everyone here please eat candy! 】

[The [-] viewers in the live broadcast room witnessed together!Chanchan and I go both ways!lock up!I swallowed the key! 】

Fireworks exploded on the barrage, and expensive special effects don't cost money.

Ling Chan leaned on the window sill, smiled at the security guard in front of her, and counted words: "Ten, eleven, twelve..."

The posture is relaxed and happy, as if walking in a garden.

In the classroom, the poor players were beaten up and vomited blood by the head teacher, but they couldn't help but look out the window.

How many protection cards do you have left!
They are all anchors in the live broadcast room, why are you so rich? !
　Security guard: You are arrogant!You are amazing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)