Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

Yu Xingjian had a bad day these days.

If Yan Xi's suicide two months ago was an accident, and Shen You's death a month ago was an accident, then Tang Feng's suicide this week made it impossible for him to blame himself in front of the principal and others.

"Mr. Yu." The dean, who once told him "you have a bright future", also showed a questioning look to him this time, "Since the establishment of Minghua Middle School, although there have been students who dropped out, there are also suicides every year. Indicators, but I have never seen a class with such frequent incidents like Class 3 C! Should you reflect on your teaching methods?"

Recalling the sarcastic woman's words, he slammed his fist **** the desk.

'What kind of education. ' he thought with a sneer, 'Isn't it you who praised my way of teaching and tried to spread it to the whole school? It is clear that he is the school that can do everything as long as it can collect money, and he allows his relatives to control the channels for the purchase of teaching supplementary books, so that students can buy so many useless textbooks...'

Yu Xingjian came to this middle school half a year ago. He was also a promising student who graduated from 211 Normal University, but in his first job experience, because he couldn't restrain his anxiety and slapped a student to make him deaf, he was dismissed from his original school. Fortunately, he still has some money at home, which allows him to reach a settlement and avoid punishment.

Not only was he dismissed from the original school, but even schools with a little qualification in the education sector dared not hire him. After staying at home for a whole year, a relative mentioned that he still has the channel of Minghua Middle School, which gave Yu Xingjian a new role.

He originally came to this school with the ambition of washing himself and educating people. In the year he was fired, he read a lot of books on psychology and success, thinking about making his talents useful. But Minghua Middle School was the same as he imagined, but it was not the same.

What Yu Xingjian has always advocated is the idea of ​​encouraging students with spiritual strength. Only in a good and united class atmosphere can people compete to improve. It's just that the class atmosphere of the entire three-year C class he went to was too dull and scattered. Class C in three years is not as good as Class A and Class B, but better than Class D, E, and F. This special geographical location makes them have more rising determination and uneasy emotions. Therefore, everyone regards their classmates as their rivals, and learns like more than thirty red-eyed cockfights, indifferent to each other except for learning and jealousy.

He was very distressed by this, until an accidental event changed all that.

The school has always had the habit of selecting health gold medals. With Yu Xingjian's unremitting efforts, the three-year C class was barely able to complete the strict to abnormal cleaning standards with his assistance. On this day, the third-year C class was criticized at the school meeting, and the whole class was punished for the extra meal in the evening.

In Minghua Middle School, where the food in the cafeteria is so terrible, the only thing that people look forward to is the bread and snacks for the third graders in the evening. The whole class was very angry and complained about who screwed it all up. Yu Xingjian also asked the whole class at this time, "Who was in charge yesterday?"

He asked three times in a row, but no one in the class stood up. When his anger was about to peak, the handsome young man sitting in the back row stood up, lowered his head, and said, "Yes...it's me."

He remembered this person's name, Yan Xi, who ranked at the top of the class, and has been steadily rising, introverted and timid to almost cowardly, and likes to write novels.

In short, it is the kind of existence that will not resist when bullied.

He severely punished Yan Xi, made him stand on the balcony, and wiped the ink off the floor with his sleeve. Yan Xi lowered his head and wiped the floor, his face flushed red, but when he stood up, he bumped into the cabinet next to him due to low blood sugar.

The cabinet made a loud noise, but the whole class just looked at him indifferently. I don't know who it is, I laughed first.

"Hahaha…"

Then the whole class laughed happily.

"Look at him like that, so stupid, so embarrassed."

"I look like I'm going to be admitted to Class B all day long, and I don't even do a good job of hygiene. This time I'm finally down."

"Hahaha…"

In this burst of laughter, the whole class achieved unprecedented unity. And Yu Xingjian, who was originally on the podium, also discovered the secret of unity that he had never discovered before. The various methods triggered by this were not changed until he later discovered that the birthday on duty that day was not Yan Xi, but Yan Xi's "best friend" and his roommate Tang Feng.

He guided the speech and made Yan Xi the source of all misfortunes in Class C. He bought seven pots of flowers, saying that each pot represented a girl in the class, but after this idea took root, he deliberately smashed the pot representing the most popular class flower, and attributed the responsibility to Yan Xi . He created the responsibility of sorting garbage and threw it to Yan Xi... A little thing added up, and the whole class became very united in the atmosphere of the same hatred.

He continued to achieve great success, but he did not forget to comfort Yan Xi falsely. During the break, he called Yan Xi to the office and told him, "Do you think it's unfair about this time? Do you think it's bad for the teacher to do this to you?"

Yan Xi murmured: "I... I know that I am indeed wrong, and I will correct it."

"That's good, we are all helping you become a better person." Yu Xingjian smiled contentedly, "Feng Zilu, take him back."

Feng Zilu was his monitor and a classmate who implemented his will best. Yan Xi was then brought back to the class, and he could continue to enjoy it with peace of mind. He was more and more accepted by the students and became more and more godlike. When people hate something more and more, the one who fights against it. On the other hand, it will be more and more recognized.

What he didn't expect was that Yan Xi jumped off the building.

From that day on, everything took a turn for the worse. Shen You was dead, Tang Feng was dead, and he was about to be dismissed. His new target, Li Xinyi, became unusable under Lin Huai's repeated interventions.

In the past few days, Lin Huai, under the pretext of being his friend and finding out Yan Xi's death for him, has been in and out of Class C for three years, constantly sabotaging his plans. What made him even more unbelievable was that in this weekly test, the average score of the three-year class F's Chinese language actually surpassed that of the three-year class C!

You must know that Yu Xing Fitness is a Chinese teacher, and the most proud thing is that although the overall score of Class C in three years is not as good as that of Class A and Class B, the Chinese score is higher than Class B, and it is only a few points away from Class A. This time, it was surpassed by class F with a gap of 0.1 points!

On the day the score came down, he couldn't hold back and questioned Lin Huai directly in the office. But the new substitute teacher just shrugged and said, "Actually, the answer is very simple..."

"One is a genuine copy, and the other is a fake pirated copy." Lin Huai stretched out two fingers, "This story tells us not to use knockoffs."

He continued to question, and the other party said: "Whether the Chinese language week test paper was prepared a month ago? After that, it has been kept in a sealed bag and no one can read it? According to you, I should be a month. I was lurking in this school before, and then lying behind you and seeing the exam paper you prepared... Don't struggle and rubbish, it's really ugly to scold you if you can't afford to lose."

After saying this, the latter yawned, jumped off his desk, and was about to leave. Yu Xingjian ignored it, rushed up and grabbed his arm: "You—ah!"

An uncontrollable scream came from his mouth. The pain of the broken wrist made him unconsciously hold his arm, rolling on the ground and screaming. A handsome young man in a suit jacket stood at the door, his black pupils stared blankly at him on the ground, and after a while, he let out a "ha" laughter.

"Does it hurt?" he asked. "Which one do you think is more unacceptable, physical pain or mental failure?"

"Trash is trash wherever it goes, Mr. Yu, maybe you think you are a **** of class C for three years, and you fool and manipulate ignorant minors by relying on yourself as a teacher, on the basis of age difference, and on the basis of unequal information. Here... the peak of your life may be the day you received the admission letter from EMS to Normal University." Lin Huaipi said with a smile, "But I think it's better for you to learn to admit your failures. , after all, you are a hopeless scum from start to finish."

"You... who are you?"

"College students in the new century, gamers who abide by the rules, and people's teachers who are dedicated and love their jobs." Lin Huai said nonsense, "By the way..."

He picked up Yu Xingjian's wallet and took out all the money from it.

"It's better to think about when you will die than to trouble me." He shook the banknotes in his hand, threw his wallet on the ground, and stepped on his foot in disgust, "This money is even if you got it. Compensation for dirtying my clothes."

After appearing handsome from the office, Lin Huai put the money in his trouser pocket, found a nearby bathroom and started to wash his hands frantically.

'It's so dirty, so dirty, so dirty... I'm dirty...' he muttered in his heart while washing, 'I can't have this coat anymore, just throw it away. ’

Although Lin Huai went out to buy a change of clothes as early as the second day after arriving at Minghua Middle School to avoid the readers of this article from thinking about his hygiene habits, "This article is very beautiful, but the protagonist wears the same suit for 30 days and does not change it. "The misunderstanding, but now that there is a new income, he is very happy.

'Since the case of someone who died by suicide cannot be successfully reported to the police in this game, then the police of robbing money must be even more unsuccessful. Although I'm not afraid, I just don't want to take a day trip to a detention center that doesn't even have a bed. 'Thinking like this, he counted the money in the toilet. There are still a few steel rods in it. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't be so handsome. Bring your wallet together...'

Muttering like this, Lin Huai put two thousand two hundred and ninety-one into his wallet. Although Yu Xingjian is dirty, money can never be wrong. He now has a total of 5,439 yuan and 20 cents around him, including the money he got by rushing into the principal's office one night to kindly ask for a salary advance so that the principal was moved by his behavior.

‘If it weren’t for the fact that the money obtained in the game could not be taken out, I really wanted to abandon the game tasks here and go out to rob the bank to generate income. 'After sorting out his bulging purse, Lin Huai scratched the corner of his mouth with the teacher ID card in his hand, thinking wildly, 'then painted two red paints, wearing a **** purple suit and shouting at the police car outside' whyserious'... In short, out of the game and in reality, no one will remember my face, let alone a police car chasing after me. ’

After thinking about it here, he felt a little relieved in his heart.

Xia Xingye stood in the corridor and frowned as he looked at Lin Huai who was walking past.

Over the past few days, this guy seems to have completely lost interest in preventing the deaths of the remaining NPCs, and instead continues the normal gameplay. And all this...

It all started with Tang Feng's death.

On the contrary, he increasingly chooses to contact Xu Chi and others to make friends and chat.

Did he find something? Or does he already know the truth of the game?

but…

"As long as it doesn't obstruct my plan, you can play whatever you want." He rested his chin in one hand, thinking, "As long as I can get..."

All I need is something.

"Xingye, what are you looking at?" Qiuran's voice sounded from behind him.

"nothing."

After turning his head, he was the gentle and caring Xia Xingye again. The gentle and caring handsome man smiled at the shy girl: "I'm thinking about the copy event, we..."

"Don't put too much pressure on you." Qiuran emphasized, "We are all teammates, I will help you."

Xia Xingye was stunned for a while, but he also laughed for a long time.

"it is good."

Minghua Middle School in the second week was equally peaceful. Lin Huai was walking in the corridor on the fourth floor, and several students chatting in the corridor greeted him from a distance.

"Actually, I feel that it is really good for our class to meet Mr. Lin." Fang Fang said to Chen Haoyu who was sitting in front of him in the classroom of class F.

This is a rare time for small talk after morning exercise. Chen Haoyu also nodded and said, "I thought all the teachers in this school were like this, but I didn't expect Teacher Lin to be completely different from them."

"Yeah." Feng Junjie also leaned over, looking very moved, "Before the exam, he told me that if I made a mistake, I would throw me downstairs... I really made a mistake, and he just scolded me, didn't really throw me down..."

"It's a bit wrong for you to be moved..."

"And Teacher Lin is really handsome!" The gossip girls also came over, "It's like an angel..."

Amid the gossip of the classmates, Lin Huai entered the classroom and put down the books. Facing all the students who were suddenly quiet, he said: "Starting this week, we will have three Chinese lessons every day according to this schedule. The first lesson is Chinese, the second is Chinese, and the third is mathematics - I'll take it. . Then I will give you English homework for the evening self-study. Well, I have calculated it, and it can be done in two and a half hours. "

all the classmates:…

Girl: I was wrong, he is the devil.

When the angel in the devil was assigning homework, Cao Aimin, a former substitute teacher and a current student, who was sitting in the second-to-last row by the window in Class B of Class 3, was lost.

After a week of learning and blowing air, he gradually accepted himself, a 32-year-old man who was considered an old man in Jinjiang but did not come to Zoumen, and came to this school in the suburbs of Yangshui City. The fact that the college entrance examination is repeated here.

He didn't know why he was on a whim. After graduating from college and cheating with false academic qualifications for many years, he would come to this devil training school to repeat the college entrance examination. After all, since many years ago, he has been a man who would spend his salary making tea in the office, watching urban fantasy novels, and reading "School ○'s Personal Expert" and "The Most ○ Soldier King".

But that's not the point.

The point is, he feels that this school is not right.

Don't talk about the indifferent classmates, don't talk about the school's bizarre school rules, don't talk about the seven incredible things in the school, don't talk about the female ghost in the pool and the male ghost hanging from the fan that I accidentally saw on the road, everywhere in the school The fluttering white shadow doesn't say anything...

Then there is nothing to say! There's nothing wrong with it! The three classmates who were transferred at the same time as him, one was a girl with a beautiful but natural face, the other was a young man with a beautiful face that transcended gender and had a very gentle voice, and the other looked like a cannon fodder no matter what. grumpy boy...

'Could it be—' an idea emerged from his mind, like an electric light, opening up his second line of Rendu.

At that moment, all the doubts were answered with explanations.

A thirty-two-year-old man with short-term memory loss came to a ghostly school by chance, the protagonist's seat, the three strange transfer students who went out to discuss with him behind his back...

Could it be that I'm the hero of a novel of 0:00 Infinite Stream?

The author has something to say: the third update today! From the author of Dianjiashoushu,

*Explanation of the stalks that have been ○ in this chapter:

Xingyao Bang: The ranking of popular characters at the end, you need to make a list

Klein: A very poor man... No, evil god

Ning Zhiheng: A person who can't help but be suave and suave (antonym)

Senior White: A person who will have good luck when he worships