I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 49 Class Begins (Vote for Recommendation Iron Juice~)

Say goodbye to the two of you.

Jiang Tong and Gao Ya went straight from the second floor to the office on the fourth floor.

The situation in the teacher's office on the fourth floor is similar to that downstairs.

After turning on the light.

Jiang Tong and Gao Ya found their ID cards on the table.

【Main quest update】

[The Chinese teacher in Class [-], Grade [-] has asked for leave due to illness, and the school has decided to let you substitute for three days, and tonight at [-]:[-] will be the first substitute class, complete the teaching task, and the task can be completed]

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, the update prompt for the main mission rang.

It turned out that I was a substitute teacher.

Then Jiang Tong turned his attention to the courseware again.

"The Chinese composition scores of the third class of the fourth grade are very poor. In view of this situation, the original Chinese teacher arranged the teaching content of the next few lessons."

"The first is a composition practice class for the whole class."

[Substitute task starts: Please write a short essay on the topic of 'My Home', no less than 300 words in length]

[As a qualified Chinese teacher, you need to score each student's composition, and the score will directly affect the psychological state of the students]

[Reminder: Changes in the mental state of students will lead to all their behavioral consequences, and these consequences are often bad]

Unpretentious teaching tasks.

Just let the students write essays.

It seems very simple.

But the warm reminder behind made everything weird.

"Gao Ya, what is your teaching task?"

I heard Jiang Tong asking.

Gao Ya raised her head and spread out the art textbook.

"Let the students take self-portraits in front of the mirror, and I will rate their completed works. The results of the scoring will directly affect the psychological state of the students."

The two checked the task.

In addition to the different teaching time and types.

The tasks of the two are similar.

The core is scoring.

Then if there is any abnormality at that time, it will be directly related to this scoring.

Gao Ya wondered: "Then if we give everyone high marks, wouldn't these students be fooled?"

Jiang Tong frowned slightly.

If so, there's no need to ask them to rate it.

As long as you are a player, you will almost always score high if you know in advance that the score will affect the students' psychological state.

"Scores can affect a student's state of mind."

"It's not stated in the task, but the level of the score will affect it."

"The prefix of the task is qualified teacher..."

"I see."

Jiang Tong was stunned.

"This task is first of all to make us a qualified teacher, and the second is to score. The most important thing for a qualified teacher is to be fair and just, so this scoring must follow the heart."

"If you give a high score against your will, it will cause the students' mental state to fluctuate!"

After listening to Jiang Tong's analysis.

Gradually, Gao Ya comes to her senses.

Although there is a slight feeling that Jiang Tong is talking nonsense.

But she always felt that this matter, as long as it comes out of Jiang Tong's mouth, then it should be like this!
It was almost nine o'clock.

Gao Ya was about to say something.

I heard the knock on the tattered door of the office.

Jiang Tong turned his head.

There was a little girl standing at the door, wearing the same school uniform as the little devil heads I met on the bus before.

Obviously, the students here.

The girl leaned half of her body out of the door frame, she looked like a normal child, there was nothing unusual, she smiled at Jiang Tong.

"Report to the teacher."

"Come in."

At this time, Jiang Tong has completely assumed the identity of a teacher.

This surprised Gao Ya a bit.

The girl who got the approval ran in bouncing.

Only then did Gao Ya see clearly.

One of the little girl's legs was in an irregular twisted state. It seemed to be broken but it was reattached by force, so she was hopping around.

Jump to Jiang Tong's table.

The little girl looked up.

"Are you the new substitute teacher, Teacher Jiang? I'm Aizawa Ayako, the study committee member and class representative of Class [-], Grade [-]. I'm here to remind you to go to class."

Jiang Tong didn't care what was wrong with the little girl's feet.

Respond with a smile.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

"Goodbye, teacher."

The little girl bounced out of the office again.

"Then I'll go to class first, you stay here and don't move around, the office is safe, just concentrate on preparing lessons and wait until the time is up."

"I see, Mr. Jiang, you have to be careful."

leave the office.

Jiang Tong walked along the corridor towards Class [-], Grade [-], with the backs of his hands intersecting behind him, holding the Chinese textbook.

If you put on a beard and wear glasses.

So at this time, he is just like Director Jiang.

With this situation, Jiang Tong couldn't help but think back to his leisure time in his student days.

Of course, without the teacher's punishment to stand, it would be more leisurely.

In fact, being a tutor at Yunnan Hailingyi University is not particularly exciting, because everyone is an adult, and even Jiang Tong is a few years younger than many of them.

Therefore, many times there is no pleasure in being a teacher.

At this time, after completely substituting himself into the dungeon, he began to experience the joy of being a teacher.

It's a pity that there are no little devils in the classes on both sides of the corridor.

empty.

It was as if no one had ever been there.

Otherwise, Jiang Tong would have to pretend to be staring at the head teacher.

at the same time.

Wang Genshuo, who was on the second floor, also prepared his textbooks.

Prepare to go to Class [-], Grade [-] for a temporary math test.

"Don't panic, the first class is not far away, my mission has not been refreshed, and I can take care of you at any time."

Zhang Yuan patted Wang Genshuo's shoulder.

Before he knew it, Zhang Yuan's personality was completely different from the first time he met Jiang Tong.

"Understood, Brother Zhang."

Wang Genshuo let out a long breath. He is no longer a rookie. The last time he dungeon was in the cafeteria of this school, and he got a terrifying weapon.

So I quickly adjusted my mood.

"gone."

"Everything is careful."

leave the office.

Wang Genshuo folded his arms around his chest, tightly holding the math textbook and dozens of test papers.

For fear of falling to the ground, the mission will fail.

Although the punishment for failure is only his personal dungeon, but as Jiang Tong's student, he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of the teacher.

So he secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

Strolling forward, staring at the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], Wang Genshuo's pace became faster and faster.

suddenly!

From the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a shadow flashing by in the empty classroom on one side!
"What was that just now?!"

Wang Genshuo was shocked.

The head tilted slightly sideways unconsciously.

Glanced into the classroom from the corner of the eye.

His complexion changed drastically, and he finally saw clearly what the shadow was.

It's a corpse!
Hanging corpses!

Countless corpses!
There is a dead body hanging on every desk in the classroom!
Wang Genshuo suddenly turned his head and looked into the classroom.

Through the glass windows, the empty classroom was pitch black. With the help of the lights in the corridor, it was possible to see clearly inside. There were no corpses wandering around.

There are only some old desks and chairs listed in the classroom.

It seemed that everything just now was just an illusion.

"Not right!"

But from the corner of his eye just now, Wang Genshuo was convinced that what he saw was indeed a hanging corpse.

"Teacher Jiang told Brother Zhang that they were right. When the teaching task begins, the danger comes."

"Whatever he is, completing his main task is the first priority!"

With a resolute expression, Wang Genshuo took out a black object from his backpack and quietly pinned it behind his back.

"Don't embarrass Teacher Jiang!"

After cheering myself up again.

Wang Genshuo didn't care about any moths in the classroom.

He strode towards his class one, grade two.

But nothing was found.

On the closed window on the other side of the corridor.

Reflecting the shadows of dense corpses.

wobbly.

(End of this chapter)