The beauty of the fishing department is a god in the love variety show

Song An overslept.

Originally, this was impossible. Even though he went back late last night because he was playing games and was too sleepy, he still set the ringtone on his phone to ensure that he would not get up late.

But when I woke up in the morning, I looked at my phone again, only to find that the bell had already rang, and the time stopped at [-]:[-].

He jumped up from the simple single bed, scratched some loose hair, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and quickly calmed down again.

It is useless to think so much now, the most urgent thing is how to deal with the next situation.

I also want to know how big a taboo it is to be late in school games.

But since it's already late, there's no need to worry too much.

Song An got up from the bed, washed up, put on her school uniform, and walked to the classroom with her schoolbag.

"report!"

When he stood at the door, all eyes were on him.The students showed weird and sinister smiles, while the guests had different complexions, but none of them showed any intention of helping.

Only Yuan Yanan showed concern, but she didn't know what to do.

Obviously, they knew that Song An was dead.

It was still the female teacher from yesterday, she was probably the head teacher of class one every three years, waiting in class on time every day, staring at them with serious eyes.

Seeing Song An at this time, the female teacher smiled, her mouth covered in red lipstick bent all the way to her ears.

Her high heels made a crisp sound on the floor, approaching Song An like the Sonata of Death.

"Students who are late are not good students and will be punished."

Song An didn't panic, but opened his mouth calmly, revealing his scarred tongue, trying to keep his pronunciation as correct as possible.

"Teacher, I was injured. I wanted to go to the school hospital in the morning, but there was no one. I didn't tell you in advance, and I didn't bring the hospital certificate. It's my fault. Please forgive me."

"But don't worry, after the class is over, I will go to see it, and then I will bring the leave slip."

Seeing the wound in Song An's mouth, the female teacher frowned fiercely. She wanted to get angry a little unwillingly, her whole face was twisted into a ball, but in the end she had to restrain her face.

There is no way, Song An's reasons are very good, she has no chance of attacking at all, otherwise she will not abide by the school rules.

The female teacher rolled her dark eyes strangely, but finally gave Song An a cold look and let him in.

"You are smart."

However, she quickly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a strange arc.

Some people are so smart that they are more likely to die.

She Chen originally thought that Song An would panic when he found out that he was late, but he didn't expect him to find a solution so quickly, and he really underestimated him.

He heard from Liang Li last night that one Yuan Yanan and one Song An were used to test the existence of rules.It's just that he didn't expect that this morning, there was nothing unusual about the two of them, which surprised him a little.

As for the people who made small moves behind Song An's back, he also knew that they were just disgraceful means and nothing interesting.

The guests were anxiously waiting for the release of the second round of the game of kings, when they heard the female teacher suddenly yell and hit Yuan Yanan on the head with chalk.

She walked over to Yuan Yanan's side, looking down at the girl who was still in a daze, with greed spreading from the depths of her tiny pupils.

"If you don't study hard in class, why are you in a daze! Get up and answer the question I just asked!"

Yuan Yanan stood up sluggishly, her already confused brain became more and more confused when faced with danger.

She looked at the female teacher stupidly, shaking like a sieve, like a mouse seeing a cat, knowing that the danger is in front of it, but completely unable to resist.

Facing the increasingly weird smile of the female teacher, her heart was full of sadness.Perhaps, this is retribution. She failed others' affection and selfishly killed the person who loved her, and she will eventually be disappointed by others and die at the hands of the person she loves the most.

Yuan Yanan gave up her resistance, like a puppet that has lost its agility, she stood still and waited for her fate.

The female teacher was very proud, she opened her already big mouth, revealing her sharp teeth and blood-red throat, and bit towards Yuan Yanan.

Chen Kang had never seen this scene before, and he almost cried on the spot.The expressions of the other guests were also not good. They obviously felt that the ghosts in this school were really troublesome.

Just when Yuan Yanan gave up, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Song An's book sitting at her front desk.

His book was standing upright, and his finger was pointing at the beginning of a paragraph, motionless.

Yuan Yanan's drowsy brain finally had a sliver of clarity, she involuntarily picked up the textbook, turned to that page, and began to read.

Her foreign language is actually very good, and her pronunciation is even more standard than that of the female teacher. She finished reading that paragraph very quickly.

The female teacher had to close her mouth that had grown up, and stared at Yuan Yanan for a long time with a pale face, before letting her sit down unwillingly.

Damn guy!

The female teacher's hatred has been completely locked on Song An's body, staring at him, almost wanting to wring his neck off.

"Student Song An, are you writing a cheat sheet for your classmates?"

Song An raised his head and smiled softly: "Teacher, you are joking, I just want to be ready to answer your questions at any time."

The female teacher stared at him steadfastly, and then smiled coldly after a while: "Okay, very good, then bring your leave slip this afternoon, and I want to see if you are really sick or fake."

After finishing speaking, he left in annoyance, obviously not wanting to talk to him anymore.

Song An suppressed the smile on his face, frowned slightly, seeing the female teacher's gloating appearance, I'm afraid this school hospital is not a good place.

After class, Yuan Yanan walked up to Song An and thanked her softly.She knew how much risk Song An took to save her, and she generously took out all her props in return.

Song An didn't refuse, but just said a word when she left: "No one can save you, except yourself. When you want to give up, just think about that tin heart."

Yuan Yanan's expression paused, she couldn't help but squat down, hugged her arms and started to cry.

When Song An walked out of the classroom, he met the duo - She Chen and Liang Li.

She Chen looked at him with a half-smile: "Song An, I didn't expect that one day you would be clever and be mistaken by your cleverness."

He slowly walked in front of Song An, staring straight into the depths of his eyes, wanting to see the panic and fear in them.

"As long as you have inquired about it, you should know that the school hospital is the worst place to go. It is said that none of the students who have been there have come back alive."

But to his disappointment, Song An was still calm, even with a faint smile on his face.

"You actually believe in such boring campus legends, it seems that the more you live, the more you go back."

She Chen's face froze when he was ridiculed. In fact, he didn't find out, but relied on the popularity of the brush, in exchange for hidden clues.

Originally, he watched Song An digging his own grave and wanted to mock him.But I didn't expect that being so ironically ridiculed by Song An made me seem stupid.

He said unwillingly: "You can only be complacent for a while, if you don't come up with a leave note this afternoon, you will definitely die."

Song An waved his hand and thanked him for his concern with a smile: "That won't stop you from worrying."

The school hospital is located at the northernmost part of the campus. According to the location, it is indeed quite remote.

When he walked nearby, let alone a student, he couldn't even hear a bird chirping.

Several huge and tall pine trees stood in front of the hospital, almost blocking all the sunlight and hiding it in the shadows.

Song An felt a chill as soon as he walked in. Following the guidance of the door number, he found the infirmary and knocked lightly on the door.

"Please come in."

A man's voice sounded, with a low-pitched magnetism, but at the end of the last word, the vibrato of the cello spread.

Song An pushed open the door and went in, and saw the man at the table at first sight.

The man's shoulders are very broad, and his two long legs are stretched out casually. Even when he is sitting, he can feel his height and strength.

He looks very handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a lot of fog in it, and you can't figure it out at all.

It is said to be a school hospital, but in fact there are only a table and a bed.A black pen was simply placed in front of the man, and he didn't even have a medical record, let alone any computer or equipment.

As for the bed behind him, it was a decoration. Although the sheets looked clean, the flat quilt showed that no one had been lying here for a long time, or that the people who had been lying there had been cleaned up.

Song An was about to say hello, but saw the man's eyes lit up, he stood up from the chair, walked in front of him with big strides, and stretched out his hand to grab his wrist.

He frowned slightly, turned sideways to avoid the man's movement, and reminded with a little doubt, "Doctor?"

The man seemed to realize his urgency only now, and slowly withdrew his hand, his eyes still fixed on Song An's face eagerly.

"Sorry, I just feel like we've met somewhere."

Song An pretended to think about it for a while, then blinked slowly, and said with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I can't remember much. But, generally speaking, my memory is pretty good."

After finishing speaking, he smiled softly, but there were some thorns in his smile.

So, doctor, stop talking nonsense.

The doctor was not angry when he was stabbed, but his smile became brighter.He walked over very gentlemanly, pulled away the chair opposite the table, and invited Song An to sit down.

"What's wrong with you, let me take a look for you."

As he said, he put on his stethoscope, and reached out to unbutton Song An.

Song An silently took a step back, the smile on his face became cold.

"Sorry, doctor, I hurt my tongue, not my heart."

However, after finishing speaking, he felt a little regretful, because he saw more excitement and eagerness in the doctor's eyes, and then realized that the tongue is also a sensitive part.

This guy, why is he like a male dog in heat!Could it be that the danger She Chen mentioned refers to this? ?

The doctor immediately pressed his shoulders, pressed him on the chair without any resistance, and squeezed his chin with a smile.

"Come on, open your mouth and let me see."

Song An only felt that the smile was extremely dazzling, but She Chen was right, this school doctor was absolutely extraordinary.

Just now he had used his greatest strength to resist, but the school doctor still remained motionless, as if his struggle was like a child playing around.

Song An calmed down, knowing that it was irrational to fight hard at this time. He had to protect himself and get rid of the entanglement of the school doctor.

He slowly opened his mouth and stuck out the tip of his tongue for the doctor to see.

The wound on it was deep enough to see how hard he was biting.At this time, a day has passed, and some places have even grown bubbles.

The doctor was a little distressed, and gently stroked Song An's cheek with his fingers, wishing he could heal him with his own saliva.

How can a beauty have such a pitiful wound, just looking at it makes people feel distressed.

How perfect this cute little tongue would be if it didn't have such a wound.He can just cut it off, put it in his favorite jar, and take it out for a kiss when he has nothing to do.

When the time comes, there will be no spoiling resistance.

He likes beauties, but he doesn't like disobedient beauties.

The depth of the doctor's pupils was so dark that there was no light, but he still gave Song An the medicine dutifully.