Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Fernando was a former public school junior high math teacher and a respected educator.

All right

No one respects him at all.

He has taught mathematics for twenty years, and there are basically zero students who have the patience to listen to his lectures seriously.

Because of the quality education and happy learning that are generally respected in Europe and the United States, really wealthy families, elites, and intellectuals have long sent their children to unhappy private schools.

What gathers in ordinary public schools is a group of scumbags who don't like learning and don't seek to make progress.

They have no intention of listening to lectures and only waste their good lives on endless entertainment activities.

This is simply suicide.

Twenty years ago, their means of committing suicide were chatting in class, reading novels, and reading magazines.

Ten years ago, their method of committing suicide was to play GB machines and listen to Walkmans in class.

Five years ago, I kept electronic pets and listened to Walkmans.

Then, there are mobile phones and laptops.

The students' suicide methods are constantly innovating and escalating, but no one is willing to listen carefully to the knowledge Fernando imparts so painstakingly.

Why.

Why would you rather waste your time on these meaningless things than listen to my lectures seriously?

For twenty years, he had been asking this question in his mind.

He was in pain, suffering, and grieved for his students and himself.

Finally one day, Fernando couldn't help but exploded in class.

He smashed the students' mobile phones and computers and asked them the question that had pained him for years.

And the students’ answers were:

Because Teacher Fernando is boring.

Mathematics is inherently boring, and what Teacher Fernando teaches is even more boring.

Yeah yeah.

We don't want to hear such boring stuff!

Time is ours, we can waste it however we want!

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These students have no intention of pursuing improvement at all, nor do they show any signs of seeking change.

Fernando is just an ordinary middle-aged teacher. Facing this group of inexperienced students, what else can he do?

There is nothing he can do.

Therefore, Fernando had no choice but to resign as a teacher in frustration, and before resigning, he hacked all 23 students in his class to death in the classroom.

Anyway, if they don’t need their time, he will help take some away in advance.

It was from that day that he discovered that he seemed to have some special talent.

but

Although he has not been a teacher for a long time, Fernando has always maintained his love for this profession.

For example, he would regard his enemies as students and the many temptations contained in the containers as tests for his students.

When activating his stand-in ability, he would also talk about mathematics passionately:

Students, please look at this question with me. It's very simple:

2x^2-7x+3=0.

Look for the solution to X.

Does any classmate know the answer?

Fernando was like a drama actor who was caught up in the drama, pacing back and forth on the road with passion while reciting his lines impassionedly.

However, after painstakingly speaking a piece of knowledge, he looked back.

The two students for whom he had high hopes failed to pass the test at all.

Bucciarati climbed forward despite his serious injuries and concentrated on reading the newspaper that fell out of the container.

Giorno, on the other hand, blankly picked up the remote control and watched TV. He even dialed up his favorite discovery channel in just a few seconds and watched the popular science about animals and plants with relish.

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Trash! Two more trash!!

Fernando roared hysterically:

Precious time is not used to study, but it is wasted on such meaningless things!

The elegant temperament of a scholar in him disappeared instantly.

What replaced it was a kind of violence, a kind of terror, and a kind of uncontrollable anger:

You are such a waste of time

We just need education!

Fernando grabbed Giorno, who was addicted to TV and couldn't help himself, and angrily pulled out a dagger from his waist.

The blade was so cold that the refracted light even caught Giorno's eyes.

But Giorno still didn't react.

He was completely absorbed in the TV show in front of him.

Just like some street writers who unconsciously pick up their mobile phones to watch videos and watch the news when they are typing. When they wake up, they find that the battery of their mobile phones is only 10%, they have not written a single word of the novel, and several hours have passed. Same.

After entering the terrible state of wasting time, human beings cannot feel the passage of time at all.

Giorno, who was completely addicted to TV, didn't even realize what he was doing now, let alone the dagger that was about to hit him.

Finally, Fernando stabbed Giorno's arm with a knife.

Does it hurt?

Finally sober up?

Fernando clutched the bloody dagger and roared angrily:

You trash who don't know how precious time is, you can only wake up temporarily if you know it hurts.

this

Giorno's expression was extremely ugly.

He endured the stinging pain on his arm and tried to concentrate on summoning the golden experience to fight back.

but

But this TV is really beautiful.

Before Giorno could concentrate, his eyes were once again drawn back to the colorful TV screen.

His consciousness gradually declined like this, and even the stinging pain on his arm couldn't keep him awake.

You must know that the avatar is an image formed by spiritual energy. If you cannot concentrate, the avatar will naturally not be able to appear.

hehe.

Dogs just can't change eating shit!

Even if I 'spur' you so hard, you will still waste your life.

Fernando pressed the knife tightly against Giorno's neck, his sneer full of anger:

You should be like my former students.

Go to hell as soon as possible!

stop!

Li Qing's somewhat eager shout came from the distance.

oh?

You finally made some noise.

The madness in Fernando's eyes subsided slightly, and his tone became much calmer:

Mr. Li Qing, were you observing my stand-in ability just now?

What, you already understand?

Then I have to remind you.

When I'm in class, I hate being disturbed the most.

He raised his other hand and flashed the gun he held tightly in that hand.

He never put down the gun completely, but kept it pointed firmly at Bucciarati's head - as long as Li Qing made any movement, Fernando would directly shoot Bucciarati to death.

Mr. Li Qing.

You're cautious and lucky.

My ability range is only ten meters, and you are just outside my field.

In that case.

Then I can only ask you to do a multiple-choice question.

Fernando looked at the bloody blood strip on Li Qing's head, put a knife against Giorno's neck with one hand, and pointed a gun at Bucciarati's head with the other hand:

A, you can disable your stand-in ability and then walk into my domain yourself.

B, I will kill these two guys now.

Pay attention, if you choose A, I will mercifully let everyone else go.

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Li Qing's expression was extremely ugly.

At this moment, both Giorno and Bucciarati were completely immersed in entertainment activities and could not feel the passage of time outside at all.

The only one who can save them is Li Qing.

It is impossible for Li Qing to save two people at the same time. To be precise, he can only save Giorno.

Because the second stage attack of Tianyin Wave and Echo Attack takes too much time, it is impossible to stop Fernando's tearing behavior before he takes action.

The skill Golden Bell Cover can only be used on Giorno.

Because Bucciarati is not Li Qing's teammate yet, at least, the system does not recognize him as Li Qing's teammate.

no way.

Bucciarati, Apache and others only formed a verbal alliance with Li Qing, and the alliance lasted less than two minutes.

They can only be said to be like-minded, but they can't even talk about sharing weal and woe.

Li Sin was faced with a difficult decision:

If you refuse, Giorno might still have some hope of being saved, but Bucciarati will definitely be hopeless.

He is being pointed at a gun now. Even if a golden bell can be used against him, the golden bell itself cannot be faster than a bullet.

But, if I really follow that madman's instructions and exit the digital mode and enter the scope of his capabilities, then...

What should I do? Do you want to give up Bucciarati?

Hello

A weak voice sounded from the side.

That's Naranja.

He was so weak that he couldn't even move his legs, but he still insisted on standing up with his hands:

Save him.

Li Qing, please, save Bucciarati!

There was a strong pleading in Nalanja's voice, and there were even tears in her eyes.

It is hard to imagine that this brave young man who could keep smiling in the face of viruses and death not long ago would look so weak, pitiful and helpless.

this

well

I really hate it when children cry.

Li Qing sighed softly, and then took a step forward: Digitalization, cancel it!

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