Everyone I want to bully is abnormal

(Note before watching: This post is mainly about being relaxed, healing, funny, and irrational. I will not post razor blades. I, the author, never post razor blades ●v●. Secondly, woof woof woof! I am a s*.)

"Hmm...white ceiling, but why is the bed so hard?" Bai Qingge rubbed his sleepy eyes and thought with a groggy head.

"Student Bai, it's class time now. You can't sleep even if you don't want to study."

A helpless middle-aged male voice entered Bai Qingge's ears.

"Class? Studying? I must not be awake yet." Bai Qingge muttered to himself, clasped his hands together, and fell asleep on the table again.

The reason why Bai Qingge believed that this was a dream was because she had dropped out of school due to health reasons when she was in junior high school, and had been staying in the hospital to recuperate since then.

Although she was eager to go to school to make lots of friends and play with her friends, her body was crossed and there were only two words of ruthlessness in her mind─Da Me!

But that desire to make friends and communicate with the outside world gradually faded when she was 16 years old.

Liao Wu's thumb and index finger tightly grasped a piece of white chalk, trying not to smash it on the white man's head, otherwise he would lose his job.

Liao Wu tried hard to force a smile on his fat face, which was already paralyzed. When his classmates saw it, they were all shocked and terrified, as if they had seen a ghost.

Liao Wu has always been a strict teacher in front of his students. In the students' impression, smile has nothing to do with this iron-faced teacher.

However, if it is said to that classmate Bai, everything makes sense.

After all, she was a real rich girl and a little princess, unlike those of them who played house when they were little, saying that they were princesses of some country or princes of some country.

Liao Wu stretched out his hand, and was about to pat the rich young lady awake, but halfway through, he retracted his hand with cold sweat on his face. He almost lost his job again.

This young lady is no ordinary person. If she were to be encountered by an ordinary commoner like him, he might even have to hold his hand.

You ask him why he knows so much? It's because there is precedent.

Liao Wu withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, put it to his mouth, and coughed pretentiously, which slightly eased the embarrassment in his heart.

Liao Wu turned his gaze to Bai Qingge's deskmate, "Um, classmate Yan..."

Before Liao Wu finished speaking, Yan Ruchu understood what the teacher meant. After all, she had done similar things many times.

"Bai Qingge, wake up." Yan Ruchu uttered a few short words.

Bai Qingge, who was originally lying on the table and sleeping soundly, had his eyes closed in the previous second, but in the next second his body suddenly sat up straight as if in response to stress, like a good student sitting with a standard posture and listening to the class attentively.

"Well, okay, it's still classmate Yan who has the solution." Liao Wu nodded with satisfaction, touching the shaved stubble on his chin.

"Also, Mr. Bai, although the teacher has always said that we should combine work and rest, you still have to go to get out of class after you have rested enough, don't you think so, Mr. Bai?"

It was clearly a scene of the teacher persuading students to study, but in the eyes of other students, it became a scene of the teacher begging students to study. When had Class Liao ever spoken to students in such a humble manner? Of course, that person was the only exception in their Class 8.

Bai Qingge kept his eyes closed, showing no respect for his teacher, and obviously did not listen to Liao Wu's words.

Liao Wu was a very responsible teacher. Yan Ruchu could not bear to see such a good teacher standing there smiling awkwardly while the person he was smiling at was too lazy to utter a single syllable.

She thought her impression of Bai Qingge was already bad enough, but she didn't expect it to be even worse. This guy kept breaking the bottom line she had set for her.

She hated talking to him and would not speak more than ten sentences a day, and those ten sentences included being Liao Wu's "mouthpiece".

It can be seen that when the two of them get along with each other, they must be a combination of a chatterbox and a mute.

"Bai Qingge, the teacher is talking to you." Yan Ruochu resisted the urge to punch that annoying guy on the back of the head, directly knocking out Bai Qingge and once again acting as a mouthpiece.

Poor Liao Wu, an old teacher in his fifties who was about to retire, looked at a young student with gratitude.

Sure enough, the next second Bai Qingge, who had his eyes closed, took action.

"Teacher? Where? Where is the teacher? Am I still in a dream?" Bai Qingge tried hard to open her eyes wide, trying to wake herself up from this dream that she had not had since she was 16 years old.

"Student Bai, teacher, I'm here." As if afraid that Bai Qingge couldn't see him, Liao Wu bent down slightly and moved his face, which was twisted with a smile, closer.

"Ah, the zombies are eating my brain!" Bai Qingge was so scared that he fell to the ground.

The students around wanted to laugh, but when they thought of the other person's identity, they forced themselves to hold back their smiles.

Liao Wu's heart also trembled, fearing that the other party would fall and get hurt. At the same time, his smiling face turned bitter. Is his smile so scary?

"Bai Qingge, are you still asleep?" Yan Ruochu wanted to kick him awake, and asked angrily.

After having such an intimate contact with the floor, Bai Qingge’s sleepiness was now completely gone.

Just when she was falling asleep, she thought that the intermittent sound was very pleasant, like a cold spring dripping on black ice. The sound alone was enough to make people think that the person must be like the snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain, pure and not coquettish, and independent all his life.

As for why she is so sensitive to sounds, it is because when she was too bored, she worked as a dubbing artist for some literary works. Just from the sound just now, she can directly imagine 108 awkward images in her mind.

There is nothing special about it, it’s just that my brain is familiar with it.

Your brain is already a mature brain, so it is normal to learn to produce your own food.

Bai Qingge endured the pain in her buttocks from the close contact with the ground, and stood up with the help of a soft handrail.

Liao Wu's expression had returned to normal at this time, and Bai Qingge was able to recognize from the still somewhat similar appearance that the thing just now was not a brain-eating zombie, but a fat man.

"Really, doctor, how could you pretend to be a zombie to scare me? Even if I'm brave, scaring people can kill them, you know?" Bai Qingge patted his black pants, feeling a little prickly.

Only then did Bai Qingge realize that there were a lot of small objects hanging on his pants, making jingling sounds, and there were pockets on the front and back, as well as some black straps of unknown meaning.