A teacher with zero training in the Hanging Class

With a heavy heart, Zhu Jue returned to the classroom again.

When he entered this time, the black-haired girl named Qin Yanran who was wearing headphones had raised her head, and Mu Jiuge did not continue to sleep. The two of them stared at Zhu Jue.

Qin Yanran only glanced at Zhu Jue, then quickly withdrew her gaze and lowered her head.

Zhujue caught the eyes of the two. After learning that they were both problem students, Zhujue smiled under pressure: "I just encountered something outside the school. I'm late. I'm sorry."

After saying this, the two students neither nodded nor spoke. They didn't look like talkative people.

Zhu Jue walked to the podium again and glanced at Qin Yanran who was wearing a white shirt. She was a very beautiful girl with a cold expression on her face, probably because of a mental disorder. If the school beauty is selected on campus, Something like that, you can definitely choose it.

Looking back at Mu Jiuge, who was wearing white casual clothes, Zhujue felt confused. With such a handsome face, who would have thought that he was a man? Moreover, her skin is whiter and tenderer than if she had beauty treatments, and her fingers are pinker than some women who have had their nails done.

If this guy goes to select the school beauty, other girls will be out of luck.

"Ahem, although our class has a small number of students, we still have to respect the process, call the roll, and introduce teachers and students to each other." Zhu Jue took out his mobile phone and said awkwardly: "Qin Yanran."

"arrive."

The black-haired girl lowered her head and replied quietly. Although her voice was very small, it was very clear in this empty and quiet room.

Her voice, like her face, is slightly colder, but because her voice is too small, she doesn't have the temperament of an iceberg beauty.

"Mu Jiu Ge." Zhu Jue continued to call the names.

"arrive."

Zhu Jue's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just right.

But after Zhujue heard Mu Jiuge's voice, he became even more confused, because no matter how he sounded, his voice was that of a girl's, and it was very pleasant to the ear, without any sign of a boy's rough voice.

Are you sure this is really a man?

After clearing up his messy mood, Zhujue closed his cell phone and said: "Okay, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhujue, Zhuzi Zhu, Xingjue. From today on, I will be your class teacher for the four years of school. In addition, according to As far as I know, I am the only teacher in this class, so you spend every class with me. I hope that the three of us can get along well in the past four years, and the memories left behind will be beautiful. If you have any questions, you can ask me and I might be able to help.”

After saying this, Zhu Jue looked at the two people under the podium and found that the two people had no intention of talking at all. Zhu Jue couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed.

Although in his subconscious memory, he might be a teacher, but as soon as he came to class, he found that he did not have the calm and eloquent mentality of other teachers.

"Okay." Zhu Jue gave up and continued: "There are really too few students in our class, and the process goes by very quickly, but now there are still ten minutes left before the time to collect the school uniforms. I am idle, so why not Chatting and eating.”

Seeing that the two students still showed no sign of speaking, Zhujue continued to guide the topic. After all, the two students in the class were both students with mental disorders. He had to find something tragic about himself, maybe they could have a common topic.

"Since you won't tell me, I'll talk about myself. Although I am the instructor of this cultivation school, I don't know anything about cultivation. That means I have nothing to teach you, which means Our class is just sitting around doing nothing every day. The three of us have been together for four years. If I am the only one talking here every day during these four years, then these four years will probably be useless to you. It doesn’t make any sense anymore.”

Zhu Jue said these words just to open their mouths to talk. Language communication and movement communication are the shortcuts to directly touch the soul. First, he must let them have language communication with him.

As for movement communication... he was afraid of splitting the two people into pieces.

After Zhujue finished speaking, he paused for three seconds to see if they meant to speak.

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, Qin Yanran, who had been looking down at the table, raised her head.

"I never thought about making these four years meaningful. When I came here, I just wanted to find a quiet place for myself."

This time her voice was not as soft as before, but as her voice got louder, the coldness in her voice also became more intense.

Qin Yanran spoke, but Mu Jiuge on the other side didn't respond at all. He held his cheek with one hand and looked out the window. His eyes, which were slightly red because he had just woken up, still had not recovered.

As expected, he was a problem student. When Zhu Jue saw Qin Yanran speaking, he knew that he should officially change the topic.

"Well, quiet...it's actually quite good." Zhu Jue gave Qin Yanran a confirmation first, after all, he had to talk about the topic first.

As he spoke these words, Qin Yanran's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then she slowly lowered her head and said no more.

When Zhujue saw this small detail, he wondered, had he said the wrong thing? That's not right. He agreed with the other party's point of view, but the other party became disappointed. This is too abnormal.

The problem of the problem student seems to be serious!

Zhu Jue suddenly remembered what the principal had just said to him. Qin Yanran was already showing signs of being terminally ill...

What kind of psychological disorder is this?

I don't want to think about it anymore. The most important thing now is to find common topics with them and make them feel that they are in the same boat.

Zhu Jue picked up his phone again and checked the time. There were still a few minutes before the event of collecting school uniforms, so he said, "You don't like to talk much, but I just lost my memory yesterday, so I really hope someone can talk to me more. After all, I suddenly forgot everything, including who I am. This feeling is really a bit scary. If no one talked to me at that time, I might have gone crazy on the spot."

At this point, Zhu Jue paused and found that there was no change on the faces of the two students. He continued, "What I say next is just to kill time. If you don't want to listen, just do what you want to do. Of course, you are not allowed to leave the classroom at this time."

As soon as the voice fell, Mu Jiuge by the window fell asleep on the table again without saying a word, while Qin Yanran on the side put on headphones.

But she wore one earphone and left one ear unplugged.

Zhu Jue saw this and knew that he had to continue, after all, Qin Yanran didn't wear both headphones.

"Before, I said that I was a mentor who didn't know how to practice Taoism. I guess you are also wondering how someone who doesn't know how to practice Taoism and doesn't remember who he is can enter the Taoism Academy as a teacher? This matter has to start from yesterday..."

Then Zhu Jue narrated what he experienced yesterday, but he didn't say that he came out of the Piaomiao Forbidden Land, nor did he talk about Lei Ting. He just changed some unbelievable things in it. In addition, he modified his mood of amnesia to highlight his panic and confusion after amnesia.

The purpose is to make the two problem students feel that their teacher is also a problem teacher with psychological barriers, so that the students can feel sympathy for him.

After a story was told, Mu Jiuge was still sleeping, and Qin Yanran directly put on headphones on the other ear.

Zhu Jue sat on the podium helplessly. He really didn't know how to be a class teacher, and there were two problem students right at the beginning. The challenge was too difficult.

Unable to think of a solution, Zhu Jue had to take out his phone again, intending to look at the file information sent by the principal. Perhaps there would be some important information on it.

Open Qin Yanran's folder:

[Children of the Qin family in the imperial capital, the only daughter of the eldest master of the Qin family, did not inherit the excellent cultivation talents of her parents. Instead, she was born with extremely fragile meridians, and her cultivation talent was less than one-tenth of that of ordinary people. Her status among her peers in the Qin family was relatively weak. She graduated from the Lintian Cultivation Academy in the imperial capital at the age of 18, and did not continue to study in the school, but entered the Qin family Huajin Company as the general manager. She was diagnosed with depression at the age of 20, and then suddenly left Jinhua Company and returned to her own house, and did not leave the house for four years...]

Seeing this, Zhu Jue couldn't help but think of some useless counterattack novels on Earth: born in a big family, but without the cultivation talent that a big family should have, and then looked down upon by the same generation of the family, and bullied by brothers and sisters...

However, unlike the novel, Qin Yanran did not counterattack. Instead, she suffered from depression and did not leave the house for four years.

Zhu Jue glanced at Qin Yanran and felt a little sympathetic. The principal had said before that her mental disorder was almost incurable. It seemed that he had to think of a way to help her, otherwise she might completely lose hope in life and even do something unbearable.

Shaking his head and sighing in his heart, Zhu Jue opened Mu Jiuge's document, but found that there was nothing on Mu Jiuge's document.

Could it be that this student's problem was more serious than Qin Yanran's depression?

"Please all first-grade class teachers, lead the class students to gather on the first floor of each teaching building to collect the school uniforms of our school."

The sound of the campus broadcast came to his ears, and Mu Jiuge, who was sleeping on the table, woke up, and Qin Yanran on the other side also took off her headphones.

"Let's go directly." Zhu Jue put away his mobile phone.

Mu Jiuge walked out of his seat and began to walk towards the door of the class. When he stood up, Zhu Jue was messy again.

This figure!

Slender arms, slender legs, except for the flat chest, how can you tell that he is a man! ?

As Mu Jiuge walked out, Qin Yanran also stood up. She took out a small blue mask from her pocket and put it on her face, then turned and left the classroom.

When Zhu Jue saw Qin Yanran wearing a mask, he was confused again. Isn't this the girl who bumped into him at the school gate today and was not struck by lightning!

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