The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 579 You Are Not A Vampire

The next morning, when Yun Siyu and his sisters got up to participate in the morning exercise, they found the atmosphere was very strange.

The students gathered together according to the unit of the dormitory and whispered.

Once the other dormitory people leaned in, they dispersed without saying anything.

When running, the sports committee even forgot to shout slogans.

More than twenty students were running with dumb expressions.

Students in other classes in the third grade saw this scene, and they talked a lot.

It's nothing more than... Prodigal, mixed eating, death, etc., anyway, the words are not good.

Normally, some people in Class 8 have been in the past for theory, but today the students obviously have things on their minds, as if they have not heard of it, they passed by.

It wasn't until Zhou Yang appeared on the playground that all this changed.

The students in Class 8 seem to have been stabbed by a needle. They stared one by one, yelling slogans and ran forward.

You must know that in collective running exercises based on the class, it is difficult for a certain class to be much faster than others.

But today, Baban has created a miracle.

They were on the track, running so desperately, no one was left behind, and they just caught up with the four classes in front.

Take the lead in completing the ten-lap running task.

"All of them, stand up!" The sports committee members' voices were trembling.

After the whole team was over, he rushed to Zhou Yang in a standard running and walking posture, standing upright.

"Ms. Zhou, all the members of Class 8 have assembled."

This scene surprised the other class teachers.

Who said Class 8 is difficult to bring?

Look at Zhou Yang, this is only the third day, and the students are round and smooth.

Zhou Yang came to the students, looked at the nervous faces, and smiled: "Why do you all have such an expression? How am I happy?"

The classmates looked at each other.

Do you want to ask, teacher, did you give us a lecture in your dream last night?

This topic is too important.

Even supernatural!

Zhou Yang walked up to the students with a smile, his eyes slowly swept across their faces.

Everyone just felt like they were being targeted by some kind of beast.

"Wow!"

The whole team of Class 8 took two steps back.

Zhou Yang was stunned.

Standing in the first row, Wang Zihui couldn't stand it anymore, gritted his teeth and said loudly, "Zhou Yang, what did you do last night?"

This sentence is like the finger that punctured the window paper.

All disguise, concealment and turning a blind eye to nothing at this moment.

The classmates looked at each other.

Panic, helpless...

A little sister in Yunsiyu's dormitory, who didn't know where the courage came from, pointed at Zhou Yang and shouted: "You vampire... the sun has come out, you... you are dead!"

Yes, the sun finally rose, slowly climbing from behind Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang turned his head and squinted at the red sun, then shrugged: "I don't understand you!"

After finishing speaking, he wandered to the teaching building.

Leave a group of people messy in the wind.

"How many of you listened to his class in your dream last night?" Yun Siyu gritted his teeth.

Almost everyone raised their hands.

"I... listen to geography!" Lu Shanhe said without entanglement.

"Me too..." Chen Hudong said.

"We are math!" the four girls in another girls' bedroom exclaimed.

Yun Siyu swallowed with difficulty and said: "We... are physical."

After a while, everyone put the situation together.

This is so weird.

"Brother Hui, did you go home last night? Did you attend class in your dream?" a classmate asked.

Wang Zihui's legs kept shaking.

"I...I didn't!" Wang Zihui suddenly reacted and said loudly, "I slept well last night!"

"But Brother Hui, how do you explain your dark circles?"

"Can't I play games all night?" Wang Zihui roared and turned to leave.

The classmates looked at each other.

Wang Zihui rushed into the canteen, bought a few fried dough sticks, tea and eggs, and sat in the corner with a glass of milk.

His legs are still shaking.

Last night, he not only "listened" to Zhou Yang's class in his dream, but he was also in general subjects.

Everyone has experience, unless the dream is shallow, the content of the dream is easy to forget when you open your eyes.

However, Wang Zihui had no such experience.

He woke up in the middle of the night after "listening" to Zhou Yang's class.

Then he opened his eyes until dawn.

I found that every word Zhou Yang said can be remembered, clearly and plainly.

"The warm North Atlantic current originates from the outer edge of the Newfoundland Shoal. It is divided into three branches near 50 degrees north latitude and 20 degrees west longitude: the main branch enters the Arctic Ocean through the Norwegian Sea, and the southern branch is along the Bay of Biscay and the outer edge of the Iberian Peninsula. Going south, the north branch flows northwest to south of Iceland... Why can I remember? Why?"

Wang Zihui whispered a paragraph of "Dream Class" content, and then hugged his head in pain.

The word is not bad, Zhou Yang's course is like it is printed in his mind, and he can't forget it.

In normal times, he was too happy to be happy.

But now, he only has fear.

Why is there such a weird thing?

Why do the whole class have class in their dreams?

Could it be that Zhou Yang has special abilities?

If it is... Then I keep offending him and sing against him... Will I be avenged by him?

Uncontrollable fear rushed into my heart.

The first class, Chinese.

Zhou Yang stood on the podium and looked around with a smile.

"I feel that the students are not in a good state!" Zhou Yang smiled.

The children looked at each other.

You are in class even when dreaming. It's a ghost if we are in a good state of mind.

"Where did Wen Lanya go?" Zhou Yang frowned suddenly.

Zheng Tiankai has already come to class, but there is another vacancy.

"Report to the teacher, Wen Lanya said that she was going home last night, and we did not care about her, nor did we see her this morning." A girl in a dormitory with a girl stood up and said.

"Well, I'll contact him later."

"Dear students, I am a general teacher, so I will be flexible in the specific arrangements for the course." Zhou Yang smiled, "Let's talk about yesterday's homework first."

The students could not help but straightened their waists.

Yesterday's homework?

Isn't that the class you listen to when you are dreaming?

But... Zhou Yang's homework left yesterday was not a simple one.

Surrounded by various emotions such as nervousness and helplessness, the students were called up by Zhou Yang to answer questions.

Soon they discovered that even if they answered on the spot, the marks in their minds were very clear.

Slowly, they no longer fear, and no longer think about what their dreams were like last night. Knowledge naturally flows out of their mouths.

Clearly understand.

"Okay, please sit down, let's ask another classmate to talk about yesterday's physics homework, Yun Siyu, just you!" Zhou Yang smiled and pointed at her.

Yun Siyu stood up, stared at Zhou Yang for a long time, and then suddenly threw a white object at him.

Zhou Yang stretched out his hand to copy, it turned out to be a head of garlic.

"Are you afraid of garlic?" Yun Siyu said in amazement.

"Do I need to be afraid of garlic?" Zhou Yang couldn't laugh or cry. "What happened to you today?"

"Are you not afraid of the sun?"

"Then you are not a vampire?" Xueba Yun Siyu asked Zhou Yang with his round eyes like a ignorant child.

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes and grinned, revealing his neat white teeth.

"Look, there are no fangs..." Zhou Yang said.

Just when a family member came and went, I heard messy footsteps in the corridor.

A student passed by the door and a probe came in and shouted: "Wen Lanya in your class is going to jump off the building!"

The entire eighth class was blown up.