At this time, a man walked in at the door. He was dressed very differently, wearing complicated ancient clothes. He was middle-aged and bearded.
I don't know who suddenly shouted, "The teacher is here!"
Suddenly, the noisy class suddenly became agitated, and everyone subconsciously sat down.
Mr. Lianshi also took a big step forward and returned to his seat. His leg was hit by the corner of the table.
It seems that the primary and secondary school life of monsters and monks is no different from that of ordinary people.
Then everyone watched as this middle-aged man in ancient costume walked to the first row at the door and sat down against the wall.
"..." Everyone was speechless for a while, it was a player!
Jiu Yuanzi looked at the man and shouted angrily: "Hey, new guy, I'm covering this classroom. When the exam comes, lend me your test paper for me to copy."
The man turned to look at her and said calmly: "You will all die."
"Eh?" Everyone looked at him in amusement, what a arrogant guy.
Jiu Yuanzi smiled: "Student Zitong, don't talk so much. Maybe you won't know a single question."
She paused and suddenly said: "As students, we should take learning seriously, otherwise how can we be worthy of the teachers and schools who have paid for us.
You actually wanted to cheat, and you shouted out loud. We scolded you for this bad behavior, and you even arrogantly cursed us all to death! "
Jiu Yuanzi stood up, pointed at him and shouted loudly: "You are going too far. I despise your behavior. Apart from you, we are all good students!"
"I can't imagine how sad the teacher and principal would be if they heard what you said." She held her face with one hand and said painfully.
Zitong was confused.
Wasn't she what she said about cheating?
He didn't say such a thing at all, but he suddenly pointed at himself and said such a thing. What did he mean?
The other players reacted immediately, sitting upright in their seats, not squinting as they were, quietly waiting for the teacher to appear.
I wish I had a textbook in my hand so I could open it for morning reading.
According to the genes hidden deep in his bones, there must be a teacher staring deathly at some corner.
At this time, Jiu Yuanzi took his hand away, and the heavy makeup on his face was gone, revealing a pure, beautiful and obedient top student's face without makeup.
She sat down, put her hands on the desk, and pursed her lips with a bit of grievance and indignation, just like the female monitor who was angry at the scumbag when she was in charge of classroom discipline.
Zitong was at a loss in his heart. Things like the dojo were really too mysterious.
He entered the dojo with four heavenly generals. He had already read the information obtained from the mortal world, but found that everything was completely different from what he saw. It even made him wonder if he had been deceived by people in the mortal world.
There was no expected battle, but there was an exam inexplicably, and this was the Golden List Spiritual Treasure he handed over, but it was completely out of his control.
Even if the spiritual treasure has not been used even once since he took it over, and he cannot go and give wisdom to mortals, the essence is still his.
But he had no problem taking the test.
There are ready-made things in his mind. No matter how things change in the world, those are the things. With his knowledge, there will definitely be no problem in being named on the gold list.
But Zitong didn't bring people into the dojo just for the sake of being named on the gold medal list.
If I really want to do something like this, I can just write my name on the Lingbao with a pen.
Is it necessary to take the exam in person?
He wants to kill the monks and monsters here.
However, Zitong did not expect that Jiu Yuanzi was in the same class as him.
Taibai Jinxing said not to kill her, because the spy was her. If she were to be killed, another one would have to be sent to the mortal world to be the spy.
But Zitong doesn't like Jiu Yuanzi, it can be said that he hates him.
Anyway, no one knew that he was the one who killed him. Those heavenly generals were also in the next class. At worst, letting the Jade Emperor choose one of the heavenly generals to kill him would have the same effect.
At least, it's cheap.
The weirdest thing now is the dojo, which makes Zitong, the Wenquxingjun, feel very uncomfortable and have an indescribable feeling.
Things were out of his control, and his son, who felt like a wild bird escaping from his cage, would get into trouble from time to time.
Just like now, Zitong doesn't understand why other people are so honest.
At this time, a man who was two meters tall walked in the door. His arms were thicker than the average person's thighs. He was wearing a pair of sports pants and a tight printed T-shirt.
The T-shirt is so stretched out by the chest muscles that it feels like it is about to burst. The print on it is five words: Calm down and take a deep breath!
There were still no eyes on his rough, clear-cut face. There were only two phrases written in the position of the eyes: , understand.
What an oppressive Chinese teacher!
Jiu Motoko and the other players all felt the opponent's surging aura of conquering others with virtue. They felt that if the handwriting was ugly, he would be punched away by his fist as big as a sandbag.
Those five words on the chest were probably written for him to read.
The teacher held an unopened test paper and stood on the podium and said in a friendly and friendly tone: "Dear students, I am Chinese teacher No. 2. The exam will start in five minutes. The time is two hours. Now let me talk about the precautions.
Our Chinese teachers are all reasonable, gentle and caring towards students. As long as everyone follows the normal exam rules during the exam, the teacher will not beat them to death on the spot.
Of course, if you can beat me and avoid being discovered by me, you can do anything.
The standard answers for the exam are in my hand, and you can come and get them.
If you still have any questions that you don’t understand, you can ask them first. You won’t be able to ask any more questions once the exam starts. "
Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, it was not a real exam, and one could still cheat.
As expected, it is mainly based on strength, rather than really relying on brain power.
"Teacher, I have a question." Jiu Yuanzi suddenly raised his hand and said, "Where is the answer in your hand? I only saw the test paper. Also, can I go to the toilet during the exam?"
Everyone looked at her, not knowing how to complain about her question.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at everyone inexplicably, "The teacher said the answer is in his hand, but there is nothing in his hand. Did you see it?"
"This student asked a very good question. Please don't take it for granted and refuse to ask questions even if you don't know. Teachers like students who actively ask questions the most." Chinese teacher No. 2 praised.
Then he put the test paper on the desk, lifted up his clothes to reveal his abdominal muscles like burnt brown bread, and pierced his abdomen with one hand, tearing it open with force, revealing his squirming internal organs.
"The answer is in the teacher's abdomen. If you kill the teacher, you can get the answer."
Jiu Motoko responded to the situation and said: "Teacher, there is something wrong with your vocabulary expression just now.
What you should say is: The standard answer to the exam is in my strong, strong belly, full of burnt yellow luster, and filled with the warmth of the sun like sweet toast.
If you have this ability, you can come over and kill me.
After my death, I was disembowelled and cruelly took away the answers from my cold body, performing an act of cheating that was ignorant and disappointed the teacher. "
Chinese teacher No. 2 looked at her, and after five seconds, he grinned and said, "This student, the adjectives you added are very good. Don't add any more next time."
Jiu Motoko was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Oh, good teacher, I thought this meant good writing and beautiful language."
"Classmate, this is called irrigation." Chinese teacher No. 2 explained thoughtfully.
Jiu Motoko understood, and then asked: "Teacher, what should I do if I want to go to the toilet during the exam?"
"..." Chinese teacher No. 2's chest muscles rose and fell violently, and she squeezed her fists as big as sandbags, "Then die."
Jiu Yuanzi showed a shocked expression, "Okay, teacher, I'm asking for Zitong."
Zitong closed his eyes, which made his dislike of Jiu Yuanzi even higher.
