I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 45
When I woke up, I was sleeping on the bed in the dormitory. I was the only one in the dormitory. The bright sunlight came in through the window, burning my eyes.

Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

The whole dormitory building was silent.

I quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Sneaking out of the dormitory and sneaking into the teaching building, I stooped and slipped into the classroom through the back door. The teacher was talking happily on the podium, but suddenly he stopped.

Before I slipped to my seat, when I looked up, I found dozens of pairs of eyes staring at me in the classroom, of course including the teacher's sharp eyes.

I smiled awkwardly, and heard the teacher yell: "You still know how to go to class? Get out, and punish me to stand before the lunch break!"

"..."

I didn't mean to be late.

I leaned my back against the wall, idling, standing like this was more comfortable and less labor intensive.

In the corridor, the teacher's chattering voice can be clearly heard, and the students read a few words aloud from time to time.

I was bored, so I stretched my waist vigorously, trying to move my joints that seemed to be rusted.

However, the scene that happened in the infirmary of the middle school last night suddenly flashed in my mind...

What happened afterward?
I guess I fell asleep.

Anyway, I don't even know how I got back to the dormitory.

Thinking of this, I knocked my head hard.

Seems like I've been getting confused lately.

I don't know where Ming Si is now, what to do...

As soon as this idea was born in my mind, Ming Si flashed in front of me like a gust of wind, he approached quickly, with both hands propped on the wall, his tall body surrounded me.

His sudden appearance made my hair stand up one by one, and then the blood all over my body rushed from the soles of my feet to my head.

"You seemed to be thinking of me just now."

He smiled faintly, and stared at me with his deep eyes, which made me want to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

I shrink back slowly, trying to slip away from his armpit.

Seeing that I wanted to hide, he bent his knees against the wall, completely killing my idea of ​​sneaking in the cradle.

"Run what?"

I scratched my head and muttered in a low voice, "I'm standing as a penalty, don't interfere with my standing, I'll be miserable if the teacher finds out."

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom door was pulled open with a "creak", and the teacher strode out. With one hand behind his back, he raised the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with the other, and looked at me like a monster.

After scrutinizing me, he said in a stern tone: "You are forced to stand, and I can hear you muttering from inside."

Didn't I just say something?
I also kept my voice very low. The teacher's ears are not good enough for the wind, so he can hear it through the door and the wall?

"You come into the classroom for me, stand by the back door, don't make a sound, just stand there."

In desperation, taking advantage of Ming Si's inattention, I slipped under his armpit and entered the classroom in despair.

The teacher also followed in through the back door, as if he was afraid that I would be dishonest, and gave me a hard look.

I stood against the wall, and the teacher sternly said, "Stand up straight for me, don't lean against the wall."

I immediately straightened my back and stood upright.

Ming Si leaned against the back door, staring coldly at the teacher who was slowly strolling up to the podium.

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and then something shocking happened.

In front of dozens of pairs of eyes in the classroom, the teacher slapped himself with a big mouth, with a loud 'snap', and the strike was quite ruthless.

After he slapped him, he was also dazed, with a look of Monk Zhang Er who couldn't figure it out.

The classroom was suddenly silent.

He teaches Chinese and is also our class teacher. He is in his 40s, with a full face and black eye sockets. He looks not gentle at all.

He is a well-known demon teacher here, and we secretly nicknamed him—Teacher Four Eyes.

It is common for him to punish students corporal punishment. The punishment of standing is considered light. He didn’t hit my palm with a ruler, and he didn’t chase me around the classroom with a broom, thank God.

Although I understand the principle of respecting the teacher and emphasizing the way, but the slap by the four-eyed teacher makes me feel so happy.

There was a moment of silence in the classroom. The students quickly recovered from the shock and began to whisper among each other. The classroom was full of chaos.

The four-eyed teacher's face turned green, and he yelled: "Be quiet, what's the noise? If you don't want to go to class, I will be punished to stand."

As soon as the words fell, he slapped himself hard again.

I looked over at Ming Si, he had a faint smile on his lips.

I really want him to stop, is it really good to tease the teacher like this?

Who knows who couldn't hold back the laughter, and laughed wildly. The four-eyed teacher kicked the desk on the podium hard, picked up the blackboard eraser on the desk, and smashed it at the corner.

The blackboard eraser drew an arc in mid-air, and hit the head of a boy who was covering his mouth and giggling with a 'boom'. The boy yelled and was almost thrown on his back by the blackboard eraser. His deskmate helped him so that he wouldn't fall, but there was a layer of chalk foam on his head.

Four-eyed teacher angrily grabbed the ruler on the desk, slapped the table and shouted, "Whoever wants to laugh, stand up for me."

The ruler has been moved out, who dares to laugh?

The students all sat upright, and no one dared to speak out.

At this time, Ming Si came to me, put his arms around my shoulders, and leaned heavily towards me, he made me stagger and almost fell down.

After I stabilized my figure, I heard the four-eyed teacher shout at me: "Ji Sixi, what are you doing? You can't stand up even if you are punished. What else can you do well?"

Speaking of which, I am pretty good at liberal arts. I have won the first place in the class, the top three grades in the grade, and the lowest score has never been lower than 85 points. Why is he so angry with me for such a trivial matter?When he lost his temper and made a fuss, the time of a class was wasted in vain.

"Come, come! Come and stand on the podium and let the whole class stare at you. I'll see if you dare to make small moves." He refused to let go, and shouted at me while patting the table with a ruler.

　The update is here~ Girls have been waiting for a long time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)