lcionline Chapter 120 Be optimistic about students, this is precisely the teacher's bounden duty! (33)
Chapter 120 Be optimistic about students, this is precisely the teacher's bounden duty! (33)
"The rest of the students..."
As Jiang Fan thought about it, his mind suddenly froze for a moment, and the fiery excitement in his heart instantly calmed down.
His face was a bit complicated, and he wanted to say something, but he stopped talking.
So far, even if he guessed right, he has only guessed four or five dead students and the location of the incident.
There are thirty students in total, what about the remaining 25?
Anyway, he has no clue now.
"In the illusion, where did you find it? Is that the place of death?"
"The ghost student found at the stairs on the fourth floor, could it be that he fell to his death? I want to watch him and prevent him from climbing the stairs?"
It seems that on the surface, watching ghost students is easy and easy.
However, Jiang Fan discovered that he didn't understand the strange forms and death methods of all the ghost students at all.
The location of the incident, and the time of death!
Not to mention that he found more than 20 ghost students in the illusion, and a large part of the more than [-] strange forms were repeated.
He couldn't tell exactly who died and how.
Jiang Fan thought about it.
It would be unrealistic to entrust the rest of the dead students on the various items he signed.
Some items, such as mineral water for toilet check-in.
Could it be that some students choked to death drinking water in the toilet?
There is also a baby bottle, Sanlu brand milk powder, don’t tell him, is it because of drinking this brand of milk powder for too long, accumulated poisoning, and then died?
Just kidding!
Jiang Fan smiled wryly and shook his head.
The new thinking about customs clearance fell into a mess again, and his thoughts were disrupted.
Looking at the time when get out of class is about to end, Jiang Fan can only wait to see if he will find other ghost students' death methods, and slowly research new clues.
Although he doesn't know how the other 20 ghost students died.
However, he can try his best to take care of and protect these students.
Do his best to keep these students from dying before Friday comes!All alive and well!
No, it will never happen again.
Jiang Fan looked at the bloody scene on the playground, with human heads flying in the air, and blood and flesh flying all over the ground.
It was a bit difficult for him to be intact.
"There is only the most stupid way, to be optimistic about the students in every time period."
"However, it happens to be the bounden duty of a teacher to be optimistic about students."
grumbling-
A head rolled in front of Jiang Fan.
Around, a few children who were having fun stopped.
"Teacher, do you want to play sandbag throwing with us?"
"No, no, you can play by yourself, get out of class will be over soon."
Jiang Fan shook his head and refused. If his head was removed, it would not be possible to attach it again.
Immediately, he picked up the bloody head and threw it lightly.
The head was thrown into the air, and the direction it was thrown was exactly the direction of the headless boy.
Countless blood scattered from the air, exuding a strong bloody smell.
Thin blood, like a red drizzle, bloody and violent.
"Does this sandbag have sand leaks? The quality is not very good."
Jiang Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw the students' resentful faces dripping with blood all over their bodies.
Some children distorted their facial features, their faces were split open, bugs came out all over their bodies, and their eyes were white and they looked over intently.
It seems that he is accusing him of poor technique in throwing sandbags.
time flies.
Ding--
A whole brisk bell rang throughout the campus.
The outdoor activities ended at 11:30.
Jiang Fan did not forget to count the number of students after the free activities.
Even if the rules do not require him, Jiang Fan will count.
In order to ensure the safety of ghost students, do not repeat the same mistakes.
From now on, he has to ensure that these students stay within his sight as much as possible, safe and secure.
When the ghost students saw the ruler in Jiang Fan's hand, they picked up the fallen heads with joy (resentment) joy (anger) on their faces.
When he saw that there were no ghost students on the playground, Jiang Fan began to count the number of ghosts.
"123...31??"
It seems that there is an extra weirdo!
It seemed as if he had sneaked into the team during the assembly process, unknowingly.
A cool breeze blew across the empty playground, and the sky dimmed.
The blood-red ghost student stood quietly on the playground, showing a strange smile.
At this moment, it is as if it was printed in a mould.
These 31 ghost students could not distinguish their original appearance at all.
It seems that they are all his students.
It also seems that... none of them are his students!
Netizens who watched the live broadcast outside also felt creepy.
[An extra student?Hiss, Yaoshou! 】
[It feels like there is an extra person in the family. Although my parents are not at home, I see them...]
[These students have blood covering their faces, how can they tell the difference? 】
[Why don't you take them to wash their faces... But will Wei Wei listen? 】
[If you don't listen, use a small leather whip...a ruler to whip them! 】
Jiang Fan frowned and counted again.
Still 31 ghost students!
Rule 3.
If you find more than 30 students, please pay attention to identify which one is not your student, find out and expel them.
The number of students was thirty, and one of them sneaked into the team strangely!
Jiang Fan looked at the students in front of him and rubbed his head with a headache.
Because of the game of throwing sandbags just now, the ghost students have blood and minced meat all over their bodies including their faces.
Only a pair of ferocious eyes were left for Jiang Fan to watch.
The face was covered with blood, and there were lumps of flesh turned up on it, completely unrecognizable from its original appearance.
These ghost students did it on purpose.
Perhaps, he knew that there were other ghost students coming in.
"You are not good."
In this regard.
Jiang Fan grabbed the first ghost student directly, gathered all the strength in his hands, and threw the ghost student flying, shaking it vigorously.
"In this case, let me, teacher, wash your faces! Use air to wash, absolutely fast!"
pat-
The ghost student turned his whole body downwards, and part of the minced meat fell off his face.
pat-
With another flick, the ghost student faced the sky and dropped some blood clots.
click-
With the last flick, there was a crisp sound, like a broken bone.
Followed by.
A bloody head flew out, hit the ground heavily, and rolled down several times. The meat on the face was rubbed by the ground, leaving only the bones, clean.
"Oh, it's you, Ji Shuai."
Jiang Fan looked at the ghost student with a clean face, nodded in relief, and ticked off the roster.
Then, he turned his head to look at the rest of the ghost students, opened his mouth and grinned with big white teeth.
"Because a student from another class came in, and I'm a little face-blind, so I can't tell whether you are the real ones through the dirt on your faces."
"So, I can only wash your faces for you, is there any objection?"
"Now, who will wash your face next?"
The ghost students turned their heads stiffly to look at Ji Shuai, who was worn out by the floor and exposed his bones, blinked their white eyes, and shook their heads in unison.
No, they don't want to wash their faces!
I don't want to wash my face with air, it will do too much damage to my face!
Subsequently.
As if they had made a deal, they stepped back to make way for an open space.
In the open space, a ghost student was holding his head, standing there dumbfounded.
It seems that he hasn't reacted to the violent scene in front of him.
After a while, he realized that he was the only one standing at the front of the class.
Jiang Fan looked at the strangeness pushed out by the ghost students.
Apparently, this is the weird extra one who sneaked into the class.
The little boy was covered in bloodstains and also held a head in his hands, as if he had participated in the sandbag throwing game in the class.
Originally inconspicuous in the team.
But now being confessed by the ghost students, he stands out from the crowd.