My Iyashikei Game Chapter 826: Model teacher-student relationship

Latest URL: Han Fei used master-level acting skills, but some of his words were true. It’s a pity that Gao Cheng’s impression on Yan Lan was too bad. It will take a long time to change his image.

The two sides confronted each other on the second floor of the hotel. Han Fei had just awakened his greedy personality, so he was not too afraid of Yan Lan. Chase in with his life in danger.

The cold wind blew up the paper money on the ground. Yan Lan glanced up and down at Han Fei, as if she wanted to see through Han Fei’s true thoughts. She didn’t smell a lie in Han Fei.

“A lunatic who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and sacrifices the whole building for himself, actually wants to protect his own students?” Yan Lan originally thought that Han Fei was using the students of Class 7 as bargaining chips. After digging deeper, she found that this did not seem to be the case.

“There are still three days before the assessment. I don’t need your help, as long as you don’t interfere.” Han Fei was very confident, as if he had already figured out how to deal with the school. In fact, he had no plan. If he didn’t protect all the students after three days, he might never be able to leave this world, so he had to be “confident”.

“I’ll give you two days. If you don’t let me see the change the day before the assessment starts, I will still take away the survivor places in your class.” Yan Lan finally chose not to fight Han Fei.

“Thugs will rampage within the rules, while lunatics will overturn the table and create new rules.” Han Fei showed a signature warm smile on his face: “Two days are enough for me. “

“The school is connected to the black building, I don’t know where your confidence comes from?” Yan Lan turned around, and the special metal on her back slowly melted: “There are indeed many people in the school who hate The current rules, but most of them will only help the winners, how big is your chance of winning?”

Jumping down from the second floor, Yan Lan quickly disappeared into the night.

All kinds of negative emotions flooded into Han Fei’s mind, and the ravings of the demons in the abyss also made him uneasy.

Picking up the smashed boards on the ground, Han Fei simply repaired the compartment. He didn’t dare to go back to school, so he stayed here until dawn.

The city is shrouded in dark clouds that will never dissipate, the sunrise cannot be seen, and the daytime is shortened a lot. Most of the survivors hide at home and don’t go out until noon.

After a full meal, Han Fei walked towards the school. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, he found that the atmosphere on campus today was not right.

The high wall is covered with thorns, and there are two security guards standing beside the iron gate. They are checking all the living people who enter the campus.

“Did something happen?” Han Fei looked terminally ill, so weak that he could barely speak.

“Teacher Gao?” The security guards also knew what happened to Gao Cheng, and knew that the other party’s life was not long, so they retreated: “Last night, Teacher Xu Hui, the person in charge of Class Six, was killed. Unknown ghosts appeared around the school. It is likely to possess the teachers and students of the school and sneak into the school.”

“The teacher was killed?” Han Fei was very surprised. The head teachers in the school were all very strong, and it was very difficult to kill them.

Taking a breath of cool air, Han Fei always felt that this matter had something to do with the thirty students in his class. It was a coincidence that the teacher in the college was killed just after they woke up one night.

“If you have any clues, please let us know immediately. The principal has issued a reward. We must catch the murderer before the assessment starts, so that the semi-annual assessment can proceed smoothly!” After the security guard asked Han Fei for some information, he Let him enter the campus.

They didn’t think that Han Fei had the ability to commit crimes. It was very difficult for a person with a **** pollution of 39 to stay awake.

Entering the teaching building, Han Fei was “weakly” climbing the stairs. Teacher Ma Jing wearing glasses suddenly appeared behind Han Fei: “Why did you come to class now? I almost thought you were killed yesterday.”

Ma Jing made a joke that wasn’t funny, he put his hand on Han Fei’s shoulder: “Director Ya has been looking for you for a long time, let’s go there together.”

“What did he want me for?”

“Probably want to confirm whether you are still alive.”

Han Fei and Ma Jing, the leader of the third class, entered the office. Director Ya was sitting at the desk, and there was another person in the room—Yan Lan.

“It’s all here?” Director Crow’s face didn’t look very good, he threw the documents on the table in front of several teachers: “Xu Hui was killed on the way home last night, the murderer’s method of killing was extremely cruel, He also destroyed all evidence and clues, so he should be a repeat offender.”

“Xu Hui has a research personality, is good at investigation, thinking, observation and analysis, and likes intellectual games. He is the one with the highest IQ and the sharpest among the eight teachers.” Director Ya put his chin in both hands: “Why was he Will he be the one to kill?”

“Could it be that the murderer wants to target our school? Get rid of the smartest intelligent personality first?” The sudden event he imagined made it too late for him to react.

“There are still two and a half days until the assessment. Every year there will be various accidents in the assessment. The teacher was killed not once or twice.” Yan Lan didn’t care about Xu Hui’s death at all. Except for the students in her own class, she didn’t care much about it.

“The murderer seems to know our school very well.” Director Crow said pointedly: “You three teachers were not at school last night, can you tell me where did you three go last night?”

“My apartment was burglarized, and all the furniture in the house was destroyed. In my current state, I dare not continue to live in the school.” Han Fei sneered: “I have no ability to kill, nor can I The motive of killing, on the contrary, the next one to be killed is likely to be me.”

Director Crow nodded. He didn’t think Han Fei was the murderer either.

“I went out to check the assessment route last night. This is the task assigned by the principal. I don’t have time to go to the other side of the school to kill people.” Ma Jing pushed his glasses and glanced at Yan Lan lightly. The woman is the object of his suspicion.

“Yan Lan, what were you doing last night?” Director Ya narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice changed slightly.

“Go hunting and kill ghosts.” Yan Lan’s answer was very concise.

“Really?” Director Crow opened the file bag, and there were several photos of Xu Hui’s body inside: “Xu Hui was punched through the chest from behind. The only one in the school who can do this is you, Yan. Lan.”

“If it were me, the ribs would not be the ones he would shatter first.” There was no emotion in Yan Lan’s voice: “I only punch in the front.”

“What you said is also reasonable.” Director Ya threw the file bag into the trash can casually: “The main reason I brought you here is to remind you that there must be no more trouble. Now that Xu Hui is dead , I can give some of the places in his class to your other classes, but I hope you know enough is enough.”

“Understood.” Ma Jing bowed his head respectfully.

“You all stay in the school today, and the principal should come back in the afternoon. At that time, I will call all the teachers to draw lots and choose the assessment place for each class.” Director Ya motioned the three of them to leave, but Yan Lan still stood there To: “Is there anything else you can do?”

“Xu Hui is dead, so is there still a lottery?”

“Of course.” Director Ya said firmly: “Go back to class and cherish the last time you spend together.”

The three of them walked out of the office, and after Ma Jing left, Han Fei asked Yan Lan in a low voice, “What does the lottery mean?”

Yan Lan glanced at Han Fei with some doubts, and slowly explained: “The assessment locations of the eight classes are different, including one white building, one black building and six red buildings. The whole class can survive, but if you draw a black building, even the teacher is likely to die in it.”

“I heard Director Ya say that these assessment sites are selected by the principal?”

“That’s right, there is a special connection between the principal and Heilou. The so-called assessment is actually a transaction.” Yan Lan was a little annoyed. It wasn’t her or Han Fei who killed Xu Hui, because he The two are together, but besides them, who else would kill the school teacher?

“I see.” Han Fei followed behind Yan Lan, without any intention of going back to his class.

“Are you going to follow me all the time?” If it wasn’t for school, Yan Lan might have punched him in the face. She knew Han Fei was acting, but it wasn’t easy to expose him.

“Well… I want to borrow your courseware to teach my students, is it convenient?”

Holding a thick stack of materials, Han Fei returned to Class Seven contentedly. The thirty children did not need to worry about him at all, and they were all earnestly absorbing all the knowledge.

“It’s still self-study today, just pretend that I don’t exist.” Han Fei put all the materials on the podium: “If you feel that I have influenced you, I can also stay in the corridor.”

There are very few self-conscious children like Class 7, and even fewer self-conscious teachers like Han Fei. There is a special tacit understanding between teachers and students. Without words, many things can be understood with just one look.

“This is the information I found from other classes. You need to judge whether the content is true or not. I will put it here. I hope it can help you.”

Han Fei’s memory is very good. He can read ten lines at a glance. After he wrote two big characters for self-study on the blackboard, he began to read quickly. After reading the courseware, he handed it directly to the students in the front row.

A class ended soon, and Han Fei filled the blackboard with what he thought was the key points.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Han Fei picked up a small chair and walked off the podium: “This is the end of today’s class, I won’t disturb you.”

Under the gaze of the students, Han Fei left Class 7 with a chair in his arms.

In order not to affect those children, Han Fei sat alone on the stairs. When the bell rang, he picked up his chair and sneaked to the back door of other classes to sit down.

Han Fei, who has the ability to appreciate art and is good at observing strangers through facial micro-expressions, wants to see how other teachers on campus are doing.

He was a little embarrassed at the beginning, but then he gradually let himself go, completely undisguised, sticking his face to the back window, just like the dean inspecting.

“The direction of this school’s teaching is generally correct, helping students develop the strength of personality, and then conducting different training for different students.”

On the surface, the school is indeed cultivating talents for Xinhu to fight ghosts.

“It’s strange, something doesn’t feel right…”

“Hello!” The classroom door was opened, and Wang Chuqing, the leader of Class 5, came out with a dark face: “Are you okay?”

“I just want to listen to your lecture.” Han Fei picked up the chair behind him and prepared to change to another classroom.

“Why do you, a teacher, go to the back of other people’s classes during class time?” The scar on Wang Chuqing’s face became distorted, and he looked fierce and terrifying, which didn’t match his name at all.

“Okay~IndoMTL.com~Actually, I do want to ask you something.” Han Fei lowered his voice: “Do you still have ghost blood? Make a price.”

“Do the students in your class know that you are trading their lives?” Wang Chuqing looked down on such people, and he didn’t have any affection for Gao Cheng: “I’ve given you my last bottle of ghost blood, hurry up.” Just leave, don’t even think about it.”

“Then can you tell me that you got those ghost blood from that building?” Han Fei had a gloomy smile on his face, “I’m dying, but a lunatic can do anything .”

“The Red Building in District B4—Food Taste.” Wang Chuqing closed the classroom door: “There is more than one resentment in there, and you are courting death by going there now.”

After Teacher Wang warned Han Fei, a system prompt sounded in Han Fei’s mind.

“Attention, player number 0000! You have triggered the random mission of the shrine – blood feast.”

“Blood Feast: Enter the taste, participate in the blood feast, and survive until the end of the banquet.”