The chemistry teacher writes more complex experimental procedures on the blackboard.
Su Qingyu held the test tube carefully, and the liquid inside was bright red.
The chemical equipment storage room is inside the laboratory, separated by a door.
"Kakaka...help...someone help me open the door..."
"I'm locked in..."
A cry for help came from the chemical storage room.
The sobbing voice of the woman was a bit sad and weak.
In sharp contrast, the door of the chemical equipment storage room was being violently hit by something.
The lights on the experimental table went out starting from the first row.
[Chemistry Laboratory Rules] Article 3.
[Please do not enter the chemical equipment storage room, it is very dangerous! There will only be experimental props in the chemical equipment storage room. If you hear a cry for help, ignore it and don't try to enter. 】
The sound had little impact on Su Qingyu and would not interfere with her experiments at all.
But Zhuang Xiaodie's hands kept shaking because of the stimulation.
She told herself to calm down, but the physical tension was beyond her control.
She only felt that her hands were cold and numb, and she could not control them.
Beads of sweat fell from her forehead, and her whole body was focused on the knocked door of the chemical equipment storage room.
The sound of impact was like a drum beat, deafening.
Until a pale and sharp-jointed hand fell on Zhuang Xiaodie's shoulder, and the cold temperature of the palm brought her back to her senses.
It's the white fire after the experiment.
Chemistry experiments and Bai Huo's elixir refining on the mountain are similar, and Bai Huo completes them very quickly.
"What are you doing here?" Zhuang Xiaodie glanced at the chemistry teacher on the podium, and nervously pulled on Bai Huo's sleeve, "Go back to your place quickly, don't be discovered by the chemistry teacher."
"It doesn't matter." Bai Huo found that the chemistry teacher didn't have any weird movements, which showed that it was okay to help his classmates do experiments.
He glanced at Zhuang Xiaodie who was moving slowly, his eyes filled with eternal ice and snow: "What are you afraid of?"
"Didn't you hear the sound?"
"No, you are contaminated." Bai Huo decisively put a few yellow charms on Zhuang Xiaodie's back, "Don't look at the chemical equipment storage room, there is no sound from there."
"Well..." Zhuang Xiaodie nodded.
Bai Huo's body had the cool fragrance of plum blossoms, and Zhuang Xiaodie's heart skipped a beat because of his approach, and her attention naturally shifted away from the chemical equipment storage room.
"Now, do as I say." Bai Huo, holding his left hand behind his back, calmly directed every step of Zhuang Xiaodie's experiment.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhuang Xiaodie made rapid progress under Bai Huo's command.
"Crack!"
The lights on the second row of experimental benches went out.
Su Qingyu noticed the ambiguity between Bai Huo and Zhuang Xiaodie. She really wanted to catch her best friend and educate her, warning her not to have too much affection for strangers in the dangerous copy.
Especially the object is white fire.
The novel "Thriller Arrives" clearly states that Bai Huo is a Taoist priest and cannot get married.
All he has is the benevolence and righteousness to eliminate the source of pollution and make weirdness disappear from this world.
He is a saint, not a sentimental person.
However, Su Qingyu had to concentrate on the experiment at hand, because she discovered that when the lights in the front row went out, the experimental equipment on the table would be instantly eroded by pollution and become old and dilapidated.
She needed to complete the experiment before the lights went out.
The chemistry teacher stood on the podium, and as the lights on the experimental bench went out, the smile on his face became more and more disturbing.
"The bell is about to ring. If you can't finish, please leave. The teacher will not blame you. You are all top students. The teacher will tolerate your occasional mistakes." The chemistry teacher said sincerely.
[Honour Student Rules] The first half of the first rule.
[Except the chemistry teacher, all teachers like top students. 】
Not only is the chemistry teacher's words untrustworthy, he probably hates top students.
The lights in the third row went out.
Su Qingyu poured the last liquid into the beaker and completed the final experiment.
"I'm done." Su Qingyu flexed her fingers and looked up at the chemistry teacher.
At the same time, Zhuang Xiaodie also completed all the experiments. She took a long breath and looked at the white fire with great gratitude.
Bai Huo just nodded to her and returned to his seat.
The lights were extinguished one by one, and endless darkness pressed toward them.
When they arrived at Su Qingyu and Zhuang Xiaodie's row, the lights on the adjacent experimental table went out, but their lights were intact.
The cold white light of the experimental bench is surrounded by dim dark green lights.
As long as the experiment is completed, the light on the experimental bench will not go out.
As the bell rang, the chemistry teacher on the podium turned around and prepared to open the door of the chemical equipment storage room.
His lips were chapped, with traces of blood showing from the cracks: "You guys wait here quietly until the bell rings again."
"Teacher, please wait a moment." Su Qingyu stood up, walked in front of the chemistry teacher under the dangerous gaze, and took out five thousand coins from his pocket, "This is my donation for the chemistry laboratory. At the same time, , I have a few questions to ask the teacher, can the teacher answer me?"
The chemistry teacher stopped when he saw the five thousand coins.
"Can't."
While saying the words of rejection, the chemistry teacher walked to the blackboard, picked up the chalk, and looked directly at Su Qingyu, waiting for her question.
"I would like to ask, which classroom is the next class in?"
"Right here." The chemistry teacher's eyes were dark, like deep black holes.
He raised his hand and wrote room 201 on the blackboard.
Su Qingyu asked again: "How can I get to Room 201 safely?"
"You're going to stay here until all the lights go out."
The chemistry teacher wrote on the blackboard: Go find the safety officer.
The behavior of the chemistry teacher profoundly explains what it means to be inconsistent with what you mean.
He says no, but his hands are honest.
Sure enough, Ming coins are more effective than any panacea.
After answering Su Qingyu's question, the chemistry teacher reached out to her.
Su Qingyu placed five thousand coins in the palm of the chemistry teacher's hand.
"Kakaka..." The chemistry teacher stretched out his withered hand, put the coin into his pocket, and then turned around and entered the chemical equipment storage room.
When the door opened, a strong fishy smell came from the storage.
There seemed to be countless dark shadows squatting there in the storage room, making it difficult to see clearly.
Zhuang Xiaodie covered her ears in pain. She heard countless people asking for help.
The sound was deafening.
"Let's go, get out of class is over, let's leave this classroom." Su Qingyu frowned, Zhuang Xiaodie's pollution was getting worse, and she had to stay away from the source of the pollution.
She pulled Zhuang Xiaodie out of the classroom.
Luo Zixuan followed behind and asked Su Qingyu with a confused look on her face: "Why did the chemistry teacher answer your question?
Doesn't he like top students? "
