I'm stuck in a horror game for 100 years

Chapter 51 Comments: Good (Please recommend tickets~)

Looking at the indifferent little ghost heads in the audience, with stiff dead faces.

Jiang Tong didn't mind.

This classroom is filled with a musty smell of corruption, and those desks, as well as his own podium, are already moldy and swollen, apparently dusty and old for many years.

These little devils are sitting in it but they don't realize it.

Obviously, it's all weird.

It's just that, in Jiang Tong's eyes, this kind of ordinary NPC who doesn't even have missions is left behind.

Even going to the balcony to get wet in the rain is not enough.

"Your Chinese teacher told me that the composition of our class is not good, so I have written the goal of this class on the blackboard."

Pointing to the four large characters on the blackboard, Jiang Tong said, the wooden podium creaked from being stepped on.

It was like a dead body moaning beneath its feet.

"Students, do you have any questions?"

Jiang Tong, who turned sideways, looked at the little ghosts in the audience again.

But except for Ayako who just wanted to speak, the rest of the students didn't respond at all.

The expression on his face can be summed up in two words: beating up.

When Ayako saw that her classmates were like this, she also swallowed back the words that came to her throat.

"I knew I should have told the teacher in the office. Everyone discussed it and asked to change to the original Chinese teacher, but I dare not say it, because once I know, the informer must be me..."

Jiang Tong still didn't care.

"Since the students don't speak, let's take it as your acquiescence, then let's start officially."

Jiang Tong lowered his head, just about to pick up the courseware and read out the title and content of the composition.

But when I bowed my head.

He suddenly saw a rotten and smelly dead mouse in the belly of the table under the podium.

At this moment, there was a slight chuckle from the audience.

"It seems that these little devils are very dissatisfied with the new substitute teacher."

"Then let me tame it."

"What I'm not afraid of the most are weird NPCs, not to mention adding a small letter in front of this NPC!"

At this moment, Jiang Tong was already a little angry.

Very serious consequences.

However, he just raised his head, pretended not to see it, picked up the courseware and read it leisurely.

"In this class, students are asked to write a 300-word composition with the theme of 'My Home'. Please turn to the eight pages of the textbook for the content of the composition..."

But there was still no sound from the audience, not even anyone turning the pages of the book.

Jiang Tong put down the courseware.

This is just great.

Not just angry.

If these little devils don't write essays, then their main task will also fail accordingly.

Meet the eyes of all the little ghosts.

Jiang Tong opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth.

Scarlet instantly climbed into the eyes.

Replaced the original pitch black.

On the stage.

The gloomy voice filled the ears of all the little devils.

"What are you looking at me for? Is there writing on my face? Show me the textbook!"

In an instant, the temperature in the entire classroom suddenly became several degrees colder.

The manic and oppressive aura of tyranny filled the hearts of every kid.

……

After Wang Genshuo left.

Zhang Yuan concealed the door of the office.

In fact, this is of no use.

Because the glass that was originally inlaid on the door had already been broken, leaving a big hole.

Originally, he planned to take care of Wang Genshuo in the corridor.

But after Wang Genshuo left, Zhang Yuan gave up this idea.

Not afraid of helping or anything.

It was because the incandescent lights in the hallway went dark.

Zhang Yuan can also be regarded as a high-level player, of course it is in the preliminary test version.

Compared with ordinary people, they are more sensitive to the occurrence of such weird events.

He probably guessed it.

When others are doing the main task, other players cannot intervene.

The built-in communication function of the system in the dungeon was also unavailable, and Jiang Tong could not be contacted, so Zhang Yuan immediately decided to wait and see what happened in the office.

He would rather do nothing than make a mistake.

However, just when the system time pointed to nine o'clock, which represented the official start of the first round of lectures.

Outside the office door, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

dull and consistent.

But Zhang Yuan didn't see anyone outside the door through the big hole in the door.

Quietly, he took out a bone knife from his backpack.

Zhang Yuan came to the corner, found a position where he would not be attacked, and stared at the door.

"Is Teacher Zhang Yuan there? I'm a music teacher in Class [-], Grade [-]. I have a bad voice and I have to go to the hospital. Can you help me with a class and take the children to the playground for physical education."

After the knock on the door did not get a response from Zhang Yuan, an extremely hoarse voice came from outside the door, as if something was stuck in the speaker's throat.

The listening content is very normal. The sick music teacher invited the only physical education teacher in the office to take a class.

But Zhang Yuan was completely indifferent.

Except for the main mission, he will not do anything without teammates.

more importantly.

This person is not an NPC, because there is no task trigger!
"Mr. Zhang Yuan, why didn't you answer me? My throat hurts."

"It hurts!"

"You help me, help me with a lesson, okay?"

But got no response.

The person outside the door seemed a little impatient, and after a while of rustling, he suddenly stuffed his head into the hole on the office door.

The whole face suddenly emerged from the darkness.

It looks extremely bloated.

is a woman.

On the woman's throat, however, a huge pustule bulged, and the skin of the pustule was still swollen and shriveled, in line with the woman's breathing rhythm.

Zhang Yuan still ignored him.

"It really is a strange creature. If you dare to come in, you can only deal with it with a bone knife!"

"That bulge in the throat is probably a weakness."

"The door to the office is very narrow. After cutting off the bulge, the monster will definitely be furious. I can use the wooden door to give her a heavy blow on the head, and then take the opportunity to rush out."

In an instant, Zhang Yuan planned the follow-up of the monster coming in.

However, the woman with pus bulging in her throat just twisted her head in a daze and kept opening her mouth.

It gets bigger and bigger.

The hoarse inquiry in his mouth has turned into a growl.

"Help me! Help me! Why don't you help me!"

"Die! Damn you!"

"You are only worthy of being a bug in my body!"

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The monster seemed to be furious, but it still didn't rush into the office.

"bluff!"

……

Watching the little ghost in the audience take out a pen from the pencil case in an instant, and at the same time, the sound of flipping through the textbooks is endless.

The blood on Jiang Tong's face was ferocious, and he restrained himself a little.

"Sure enough, to deal with the brat, you have to be ruthless."

The harmonious composition practice class is going on so happily.

Of course, except for a few rows of students who were closer to Jiangtong's podium, they were all sweating profusely.

Still a little farther away, I tried my best to see how the substitute teacher got angry, but the scarlet eyes stared at the students in the back row who were about to suffocate.

Everything else is harmony.

soon.

Ayako, the study committee member, collected the written compositions batch by batch.

The classroom at this time is still as silent as before, but it seems to be a little different.

There was a trace of fear in the eyes of all the little ghosts.

However, Jiang Tong caught the details from their eyes.

The evil behind the fear.

And these eyes are all focused on the composition that has just been collected.

"The scoring part is right, let's take a look."

Open the first homework book casually.

Title: "I have a loving family"

Content: There are five people in my family, my parents, grandparents, and me. This is a big family.

But my mother would often quarrel with my grandma, and sometimes I would cry every time. Grandpa was getting old and could only lie on the bed and sigh, and my father didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, every time my mother and grandma are over, my father will go to comfort grandma, and then let me find grandma's lost head. Mom seems to know that she has done something wrong, so she sews up grandma's head.

Seeing grandma's head regain a smile, I laughed too.

Grandma can kiss me again, and grandpa lying on the bed also smiled, just like the one in the black and white photo...

Jiang Tong narrowed his eyes slightly.

What a big loving family.

So comment.

Write true feelings, 80 points, good.

——Jiang Tong.

(End of this chapter)