Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the letter on the back.

In the previous part, several more emotional girls have even begun to be moved.

But then the other side shattered their incomplete emotions to the ground.

The letter was powerful, and the emotions contained in it made them feel the arrogance and mockery of the other side.

"Zhong Yuanji... he turned out to be this kind of person..." Xun Jing murmured in disbelief.

Although Zhong Yuanji didn't usually give them a good impression, but no one thought that his heart was twisted to such an extent.

"But how could he have time to write a review?" Peng Shanyi didn't think it was written by Zhong Yuanji.

All of them stayed in the same space, and everyone could see everything they did at a glance. Under what circumstances did Zhong Yuanji write this review without telling everyone?

"The font is indeed Zhong Yuanji's." Zhong Yuanji's deskmate Li Shengyun said.

This is what puzzled them.

Xun Jing rubbed her arms, feeling cold all over, "Could it be written by a ghost?"

"I guess the ghost wrote down the victim's thoughts before he died, but the previous content on February 2 should have been written by Zhong Yuanji himself."

When Ao Jiayou expressed his thoughts, everyone immediately agreed.

Everyone began to investigate who Zhong Yuanji had been close to before, trying to find out the girl who had been "disappointed".

"Zhong Yuanji has never said that he has someone he likes." Peng Shanyi frowned, Zhong Yuanji has always been her licking dog, how could he have time to find someone else?

"You know Zhong Yuanji very well?" Bai Jiayu asked back.

Peng Shanyi choked.

"How many people are there in Class 28?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Except for Xu Heng, the other students in class 28 were all in the female dormitory.

Ao Jiayou looked at the person who was still squatting on the ground: "Xu Heng, how many people are there in your class?"

Xu Heng didn't answer, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the chalk sticking out from Zhong Yuanji's forehead.

The original pure white chalk was now dyed red, which was extremely weird.

Xu Heng carefully observed the piece of chalk, what kind of force could make this piece of chalk embedded between the eyebrows?

Xu Heng himself has practiced similar moves for a long time, but the chalk tip is not sharp, and it is still a bit difficult for him to kill him with one blow.

Xu Heng thought and looked at Cheng Yan.

The other party's ability to directly hold the wire in his hand without getting hurt may be able to do it.

Cheng Yan saw him looking at himself, then at the chalk in his hand, and put on an innocent expression.

"Xu Heng, can I be polite when I talk to you?" Xun Jing couldn't understand Xu Heng's arrogant look.

Xu Heng turned his gaze to Xun Jing, with a glint in his eyes, "I'll give you this piece of chalk if you call again."

His tone was calm, without the slightest hint of menace, but it was his tone that scared everyone.

Everyone understood what he meant, but they didn't expect him to say it so easily, so indifferently.

Xun Jing shrank her neck, although she really wanted to curse back, but looking at the red and black chalk, she finally shut her mouth.

Xu Heng stood up, returned to his seat and sat down, looking out of the window in a daze.

He shut himself out and disdained their company.

Li Shengyun walked to the podium, and the seating chart was posted on the podium, "There are 47 people in total."

Ao Jiayou looked a little embarrassed, forgot that there was a seating chart in the classroom.

He stepped forward and asked, "Has there always been 28 people in Class 47?"

Not far away, Peng Shanyi's body froze, and she sat on a chair slowly with extremely unnatural limbs, with her head down, unable to see her expression clearly.

Ao Jiayou's eyes swept over her, and he felt that something was wrong.

He looked at the others again, and found that several people's expressions were not very good.

They seemed to remember something.

At this moment, Bai Jiayu walked up to him, and said in a deep voice, "Yi Yao, who jumped off the building last semester, is in Class 28."

It took a long time for Ao Jiayou to remember that such an incident happened last semester.

Four months have passed since this incident happened, and it happened to be the end of the final exam at that time. As soon as this incident happened, the school was on holiday non-stop.

After two months of summer vacation and two months of intense study, Ao Jiayou had unknowingly forgotten about it.

Ao Jiayou didn't expect Bai Jiayu to remember this, when he heard the news, he only knew that there was such a thing, but he didn't even know the name of the deceased.

Bai Jiayu not only knows the name, but also the class.

what happened?

Ao Jiayou's mind was spinning quickly, and he could think a lot in one second.

At this moment, he only felt that he was the only one in the classroom who didn't know anything.

This Yi Yao is very likely to be the key to the whole incident.

"Tell all the news you know about Yi Yao. We must have nothing to hide before we can get out of here. Otherwise, all of us will be trapped here to death. Think about it."

Ao Jiayou used his innate leadership ability, left a word, and also walked to the side and sat down.

He took out a pen and a draft pad and sorted out the thoughts in his mind.

Seeing that everyone was getting on the right track with the plot, Cheng Yan was really bored, so he opened the classroom door and went out.

The moment the door opened, all eyes turned to him.

Ru Ju's eyes fell behind him, Cheng Yan turned his head and smiled, the smile was full of teasing.

Seeing his smile, everyone gritted their teeth.

They tried their best to fail to open the door, but the other party opened it as soon as they twisted it, and they used this "you little rookies" look in their eyes, it was simply inhuman!

At this time, the door opened, and the cold wind from outside poured in, shaking everyone's chaotic thoughts.

Cheng Yan's figure disappeared at the door.

He really wasn't afraid at all, and just walked away in such a swaggering manner.

But the people who originally wanted to escape did not dare to go out at this time.

People have died in the classroom, as long as they don't touch the blackboard, there should be no more accidents.

But not necessarily outside.

Xun Jing ran to the door and locked it.

"Are you all stupid? Aren't you afraid of ghosts coming in?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Xun Jing realized that she was really stupid. Even if the door was closed, the ghosts still killed people if they wanted to. They are still alive now, but it's just not their turn yet.

Cheng Yan strolled leisurely around the campus, his hands were itchy after not practicing sword for a long time.

With a flash of his figure, he came to the rooftop of Chongwen Building.

As soon as he got to the rooftop, Cheng Yan found that there were dense wires stretching in front of him.

Actually chased here.

Cheng Yan paused for a moment, then reached out to say hello: "Hi."

The wire froze in mid-air without moving.

"How tired you are from fighting, how can I play a sword for you to relax?"

Cheng Yan was talking to himself, and when he raised his hand, the shape of a sword appeared in his hand, and it turned into a stream of light with his movements, making it difficult to see clearly.

When the intangible sword appeared, the wire retreated to a corner and curled up into a ball.

Cheng Yan turned against the guest, making it nowhere to escape, and was forced to watch this oppressive swordsmanship.