Lani looked shocked, and she murmured: "Walterfak, at this level, kissing can kill someone, right?"
This brain circuit is amazing!
"Hahahahaha, my dear, six!!!"
"I, ahem, can I try to see if I will be kissed to death by the cute god~"
"I am willing to sacrifice myself heroically and be a guinea pig! Come on! Cute God! Kiss me!"
"My mouth was born to be close to the mouth of the cute god, really!"
Meng Fei: "..."
So speechless.
Meng Hei: [......]
A bit eager to try.
The music teacher happily went to practice lung capacity, and other people in the class were not so nervous. Instead, they stared at Meng Fei with some curiosity.
It's that feeling of spying but not daring to take action easily.
Meng Fei was a little curious, how dangerous was the music teacher that made all the students in the class feel like they were in danger?
After Shen Su finished playing, she stroked the piano and stood up after a short while.
Meng Fei, Lani and Morimondo were communicating in the corner of the music classroom at this time.
Meng Fei was a little helpless, but since we were all students in the same class, we could definitely help each other. After all, he was a good student.
There may be a part of being soft-hearted, but who says tool people can't play a good role?
"Did you find any problems?"
Lani Xingxing looked at Meng Fei with a look of anticipation on her face, and then didn't say a word.
Lani almost had "I don't want to use my brain" written on her face.
Meng Fei: "..."
That's why I feel bored. Why do you always take relying on the strong for granted?
I feel bored now.
Meng Fei didn't feel unhappy on the surface.
[Honey, do you hope she dies unexpectedly? ] Meng Hei asked.
Meng Fei: Well, a little bit.
Sure enough, it's getting colder and colder!
I’m also going to put my pants in the refrigerator today and be a cold pants person!
Although there was always fear on his face, Morimundo could still think. His voice trembled as he said, "Nearly half of the people in the class don't have name tags."
"Then what?" Meng Fei asked.
"Other buildings should also have corresponding rules, and the applicability of the rules should be different, just like some rules can be shared, while others will be invalid."
"That's okay." Meng Fei nodded.
People in the live broadcast room were also chattering about what they saw.
"Shen Su is the student who answered Meng Fei's question. She was a little too enthusiastic. Besides, she doesn't have a name tag on her body. Isn't it suspicious?"
"And that teacher, it's weird, isn't it? She doesn't even want to tell the cute god what the graduation exam is about!"
"I suspect that this graduation exam is not a normal exam at all. It may be some strange assessment. Isn't it mentioned in the rules? There are no etiquette teachers in the complex."
"It's so annoying, why are these guys rushing to trouble the cute god! Can't I hold on for three days?!"
"That's not necessarily true. Let's just say that Ivan's situation is a bit miserable."
Not only was it tragic, it was simply horrific.
Ivan is also a student in Class 1, Grade 3, and he is still with Mikako Kamishiro.
Their first class was a Chinese class, and the child with them was a child from an African country. The Chinese teacher called on him to answer questions, but he hesitated and didn't say a word, and even peed his pants in fear.
I lost my etiquette in front of the teacher and was dragged down by several students without name tags.
The child screamed and begged others to save him.
Ivan could do nothing but close his eyes.
If you can't persist on the first day, then you have to accept your fate.
This is his fourth rule weird talk. If nothing happens, he will die here.
But Ivan didn't want to die, he didn't want to die at all.
He wants to live! He still has a chance, he hasn't reached the last step yet!
The second class was physical education. Ivan and Mikako Kamishiro went to the playground together, and then they met the [Physical Education Teacher] who was three meters tall, had eight hands, three heads, and countless eyes.
Is this really a teacher? Is this really not a monster from a horror story?
Mikako Kamishiro: Listen to me, thank you. Because of you, the four seasons are warm.
Ivan: ...Is this really the teacher?
The physical education teacher is very generous. He has a cheerful personality and three heads. He is very happy to play with the students and has no sense of boundaries like a teacher at all.
There is one thing, if you are hit by a ball thrown by the physical education teacher, you will probably die or be injured.
Ivan narrowly escaped several times and almost lost his life. If it weren't for his talent, he really wouldn't have been able to escape.
Who is a good person who can throw a ball and make a sound in the air?
Whose good guy throws the ball and throws eight at once!
Whose good guy can throw a ball that can make a hole in the ground!
Several students in the class were unfortunately hit by the ball. Their limbs were twisted and they lay on the ground unable to get up. They vomited blood and made a whooshing sound.
Ivan: "..."
Ivan moved his body and entered the dodgeball game again.
Mikako Kamishiro huddled in the corner, her dog slutty, determined not to be noticed by anyone.
During one session of playing dodgeball, Ivan was hit by the ball twice and his uniform was torn.
Ivan was sweating profusely and breathing heavily, like a man crawling out of hell.
Ivan's performance was very popular with the physical education teacher. After the physical education teacher almost hit Ivan's head with a ball, he happily patted Ivan on the shoulder.
"Good boy, you are the representative of the physical education class this semester!"
Ivan felt like he was going to be hurt internally by being photographed. He raised a smile and reluctantly said, "Thank you, teacher."
His throat tasted like blood.
As expected, it was his fourth strange tale of rules.
On the first day, it almost cost him his life.
Meng Fei is still analyzing with Lani and the others.
Although it is a bit annoying, it does not prevent Meng Fei from helping a little.
After all, there is nothing to do now. The music teacher is still addicted to practicing lung capacity.
"I think the most important thing is to protect your brand."
"There's one more thing that I'm quite concerned about."
Meng Fei lowered his voice, and he glanced around the audience seemingly casually. At this glance, almost everyone was staring at them, except the music teacher.
These five music teachers, who were as thick as tigers, were really standing on the stage of the music classroom, ten meters high, holding a thin straw and sucking water desperately.
Meng Fei lowered his voice again, forcing Lani and Morimondo to get closer again.
Meng Fei said: "I have a small guess."
"That is, did these students who don't have name tags own name tags before?"
