A teacher with zero training in the Hanging Class

Zhujue returned to the podium, took a bite of the pancake, picked up his notebook and tried to put it in his briefcase. However, when he reached out and touched his waist, he realized that his briefcase had been removed along with his teacher's uniform. Thunder was taken away.

"It's finished! Cell phone! Key..."

Zhujue turned back and glanced at the door, and found that not even the bones of his mobile phone and keys were left on the darker floor.

His mood had just improved a bit, but he felt like he had been hit hard in an instant. The pancake fruit in his hand also became less fragrant at this moment.

Without his phone and keys, where would he stay at night?

In the corner of the classroom, Mu Jiuge ate quickly. He had never eaten ordinary food since he entered the sect to cultivate at the age of three. It was not until the moment when he could no longer cultivate that he realized that he seemed to have missed a treasure.

"Where did you buy it?" Mu Jiuge stood there and asked softly.

Zhujue saw that he rarely took the initiative to ask for something, so he said: "In front of the school, at the third food stall in the first row, small cold pancakes."

“It’s delicious…”

After learning the location of the snack stall, Mu Jiuge suddenly felt depressed again because he had no money to buy anything else.

A few minutes later, the flames on the class door gradually dimmed, revealing a blackened wall. Zhujue had already finished eating the pancakes and was about to take his notebook and leave the class. He would go to the principal tonight.

"Wait a moment."

Just when Zhujue was about to leave the class, Mu Jiuge, who had his back turned to him, suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong? Are you not full?" Zhujue turned around and asked.

Mu Jiuge shook his head, took out the school uniform he just received today from his small white backpack, and continued: "My school uniform is for you to wear, you can't go out like that."

Zhujue lowered his head and looked at his underwear, and agreed with Mu Jiuge's words. As a class teacher in the school, wouldn't it affect the image of the school if he was seen by students dressed like this?

"Thanks."

Zhu Jue also said politely, reaching out to take the school uniform from Mu Jiuge. Seeing that the school uniform had not been opened yet, Zhu Jue did not expect that such a girly boy like Mu Jiuge would be willing to wear his school uniform. First time wearing it for him.

Mu Jiuge did not leave immediately, as if he was afraid that he would turn around and see Zhu Jue who was only wearing his underpants, so he stood there waiting for Zhu Jue to put on his school uniform.

Half a minute later, Zhujue put on a white school uniform, moved his body, and found that the uniform fit him well.

After all, Mu Jiuge was only half a head shorter than him, and his figure was still on the thin side.

Mu Jiuge felt that he had almost put on his school uniform, turned around, put on his backpack, stopped talking to Zhu Jue, and walked towards the door of the class.

The moment Mu Jiuge and Zhu Jue passed each other, Zhu Jue's eyes saw the spot where Mu Jiuge's chest clothes were burned. In addition to Mu Jiuge's fair and jade-like skin, there were several strips there. The bandage was also exposed to the air.

"Have you been injured on your chest?" Zhujue asked as soon as he saw the bandage.

Mu Jiuge was very surprised after hearing this, and turned around and said, "No."

But when he followed Zhu Jue's gaze and saw himself, his white cheeks were once again instantly stained with crimson.

He hurriedly protected his bandaged area with both hands and glanced at Zhu Jue with a hint of resentment. He really regretted that he overslept today.

Zhu Jue was not surprised when he saw Mu Jiuge blushing, but Mu Jiuge was already ridiculously beautiful, and now with the two blushes on his cheeks, the beautiful Zhu Jue almost looked at her.

Zhu Jue had to quickly change his gaze. He was afraid that if he continued to look at it, he would really be overturned by Mu Jiuge.

Zhu Jue did not ask further about why Mu Jiuge had a bandage on his chest. After all, Mu Jiuge's personality was fundamentally different from that of a normal boy, and the principal had told him that Mu Jiuge was a student with a serious mental disorder.

According to the current situation, Zhujue believes that Mu Jiuge probably imagined himself as a woman, and the psychological barrier came from this.

"By the way, where is your dormitory?" Zhujue asked.

After hearing these words, Mu Jiuge subconsciously protected himself more tightly, took two steps back, and looked at Zhu Jue with a very wary look, as if he was looking at a gangster.

"Hey, have you misunderstood?" Seeing him like this, Zhu Jue was completely confused.

"What do you want to do?" Mu Jiuge's eyes became more alert.

"I just want to send you the school uniform tomorrow morning. After all, school officially starts tomorrow. If you don't wear the school uniform, points will be deducted from our class." Zhujue said.

Mu Jiuge was silent for a while before speaking: "Single-room area, No. 10."

After speaking, Mu Jiuge turned around and ran outside the class, unwilling to stay here for another second.

"Single-room area? Children from rich families."

Zhujue remembered that when he got the campus handbook, there was an introduction to the single-room area. It was an area of ​​independent houses. Each house only belonged to one person. Of course, that was also the scope of the student dormitory. But in the entire school, there are only fifty houses in the single-room area, and the accommodation fee for a year is ridiculously high. I heard it is better than 80,000 to 90,000 yuan.

After tidying up the class, Zhu Jue began to walk downstairs. He was going to go to the principal to solve the problem of sleeping tonight. After all, he was not a cultivator. He probably wouldn't be able to survive a night without sleep.

While walking, Zhujue recalled what happened before.

For example, when lightning struck his body, his skin was not broken, and not even a hair was missing. He couldn't help but suspect that the lightning had its own friend-or-foe identification system, and it treated the enemy very differently from himself.

In addition, there is the problem of the student Mu Jiuge.

Based on Mu Jiuge's previous actions, Zhu Jue's preliminary inference about Mu Jiuge's mental disorder is that Mu Jiuge regards himself as a woman in life. Otherwise, how could Mu Jiuge, a man, blush to a man?

And there was one detail that Zhujue was very concerned about, that was, Mu Jiuge's body had a scent. That scent was obviously not the smell of accumulated cosmetics, but more like body fragrance.

A boy actually has body odor...

Zhu Jue had previously said that he was a woman, but now that he thought about it, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a woman.

With a heavy sigh, Zhu Jue suddenly felt that the burden on himself was much heavier. There were two students in the class, one was a patient with depression, and the other was a boy who lived as a woman. How should he help these two students eliminate their psychological problems? obstacle?

I'm afraid even the most powerful spiritual masters on earth would find it difficult.

Soon, Zhujue came to the principal's office and reported that his class door and his teacher's uniform were burned. Finally, he said that he didn't have any keys to his mobile phone and that accommodation tonight would be a problem.

"If the door is burned, I will ask the head of the department to order a new one for you. I will go and get the teacher's uniform for you later. I also have the keys and mobile phone on me." The principal said happily: "As for today Late, you can go to my house directly."

Zhujue smiled and refused: "Thank you, principal, but I still think it's fine at school. Give me a spare key to the office and I'll go there by myself later."

After all, Zhu Jue always feels that he will cause trouble to others when he goes to their homes, and if he accidentally blows a hole in someone's home, it is considered a trivial matter, so he is afraid that he will chop them up.

"Since you said that, I won't drag you to my home." The principal smiled and said, "By the way, Mu Jiuge from your class called me before and said something happened to you. What happened? thing?"

Zhujue smiled awkwardly: "Oh, I was in a hurry to go to the toilet, so I met him in the toilet, and then he lost his temper and chased me. As you know, my skills are unstable, and when others touch me Will be... Principal? What's wrong with you?"

Before Zhu Jue finished speaking, he saw the principal next to him who had been smiling just now, his face turned dark at this moment, and his whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and he froze in place.

"What...did you just say?" The principal looked at Zhu Jue blankly.

"I said I met Mu Jiuge in the toilet..."

"Toilet...toilet?"

"Yes, in the toilet, I saw him squatting in the pit, and then he got angry without knowing what was going on. Hey, I said to the principal, the psychological barrier of Mu Jiuge, a student, is that he thinks he is living as a woman. Right? If that’s the case, the problem is…”

As Zhu Jue continued to speak, the face of the principal next to him began to turn dark and purple, his old hands began to tremble, and the few Mediterranean hairs on his head gradually became messy.

Thump——

The principal collapsed on the chair, with a lifeless expression on his face, and muttered something like, it's over, it's over... something like that.

"Principal?" Zhujue was confused by the principal's sudden "lost his soul".

The principal looked at the ceiling stupidly and said weakly: "Teacher Zhu, please let me slow down for a while... Besides, I can only ask God to bless you now..."

"Bless me?"

"I hope that after he recovers his strength, he won't think about taking your life..."

"Kill me?" Zhujue was confused again: "Probably not. He ate the pancakes and fruits I gave him, and lent me his school uniform to wear. His attitude when talking to me was not too bad."

"ah?!"

As soon as the principal heard that Mu Jiuge did not want to kill Zhujue, but instead gave Zhujue a school uniform, he was so frightened that he jumped up from his seat: "You have seen that... he is still willing Give you my school uniform?”

"Who else could dress me?"

Zhujue didn't quite understand what the principal meant. He dared to let two big men go to the toilet together without even looking at him?

The principal fell silent, and then the expression on his face gradually became complicated, as if he thought of something important. After much hesitation, he said, "Teacher Zhu, I don't know whether you are lucky or unlucky. Judging from the current situation, you are definitely luckier than many people, but I can’t say whether things will be good or bad after that.”

Zhujue felt dizzy after hearing this, and said with a wry smile: "Can you please explain it more clearly? I'm a bit confused right now, and I don't really understand."

"You still have to dig out many things on your own, and I can't say much," the principal said.

…

After a long time, the principal found him a spare key, a teacher's uniform, and bought him a mobile phone. Even the phone number was still the same.

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