"Hey. \ The voice trembled slightly, trembling non-stop.
It's like an old man lying on a hospital bed and saying it.
Soft and weak.
But at this moment, no one laughed at this fat man weighing more than 170 pounds again.
In their eyes, the fat man of more than 170 pounds at this moment is the hero who helped them stand up to this piece of heaven.
The head teacher's throat was a little dry, and she picked up the water cup on the table and wanted to take a sip and moisten her throat, only to suddenly find out who had already been drunk by him.
The bottom of the cup was empty, except for the large tea leaves, which were so green that people were a little panicked.
The classroom was so quiet that they didn't even notice it, so it's rare to have a quiet time like this.
Except under the very strict eyelids of some teachers.
The same is true when answering questions.
It's just that their heads are all down the ground, and they want to make a hole.
But now their heads were tightly lifted upwards, and their eyes were fixed on him.
This atmosphere suddenly made him a little inexplicably panicked.
Isn't it just answering a phone call, how can you make it like you want to live and die?
Although this sudden strange call was a bit peculiar, the mobile phones in the class rang again.
However, in his more than 40 years of teaching career, he has never encountered such a breakthrough in his cognition.
He waited for a long time, but there was still no sound on the other end of the phone.
He frowned slightly, looked at his phone again, and was obviously still on the phone.
But why is there no one?
"Hey."
She asked again, and this time he was much more confident, as if he felt that maybe the other party had made a mistake.
Sure enough, as he expected, there was no sound on the other end of the phone.
From the moment the head teacher wants to hang up the phone.
There was a strange burst of startling laughter in the classroom.
Everyone took a breath of cold air, and this weird smile didn't seem to come from the phone.
The voice seemed to be next to them.
Or maybe he sat in his seat, looking at them condescendingly, or in the corner, staring at them like a cat and mouse.
Behind their backs.
The head teacher's mobile phone almost fell out of his hand.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked around the classroom.
Nobody.
There was no one else in the classroom but them.
But why did he suddenly hear an unfamiliar voice just now?
The head teacher slowly turned his head, even if he didn't want to, his eyes were fixed on the unfinished call.
"Hey, anyone" "Can you hear what I'm saying?"
It stopped for twelve seconds.
"Yes, I hear you."
A dry, dry voice came from the other end of the phone.
The chest is weak for the head teacher, and it can still be heard for the time being, and there is a human body, and this voice is a little intriguing.
It's like holding your own throat, hoarse.
Cracks that haven't spoken much in thousands of years.
But the head teacher didn't hear it, and just thought that it was okay for someone to speak.
He calmed himself down, not to make himself nervous, and even with the students in his class, he was careful, like a frightened bird.
Straighten your voice and make yourself look a little mighty.
"Who are you, do we know each other, will you make the wrong call" "Hehe, we don't know each other."
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"I don't know, I don't know, what are you calling for?"
The momentum of not being angry and self-righteous implied by the voice.
"Say something quickly, I'll hang up if it's okay, I still have a lot of things to do here." finally figured out that this guy was here to harass the phone, and the head teacher didn't come to Qi's belly.
But the voice on the other end of the phone said a little unhurriedly.
"I know, I'm dealing with a dead man's business."
The head teacher then became dumbfounded.
How did he know No, I thought about it again.
This matter is now known to everyone in the whole town, and the city is full of storms.
It's not unusual for him to know, maybe it's because of the people in the town who called him and came here.
"What do you say you want to do?"
was a little impatient, but patient.
"It's nothing, just thinking about playing a game with you."
Game At this time, the head teacher was really going to laugh angrily.
What kind of person is this?
Gangsters who don't go to school or unemployed Why is my mind full of playing games and the like, when is this, is it time to play games?
"Fuck off, you're fine, let's smoke."
"I don't have time, you find someone else."
He said in disgust, with a slight look of disdain.
It's a pity that the head teacher, who was talking to the person on the other end of the phone wholeheartedly, didn't notice his student.
Underneath this three-foot podium, what kind of undercurrents are rippling.
What is happening in the classroom right now.
The people in the front row listened closely to the teacher's conversation.
I'm afraid I'll miss a little bit of news.
And the person in the middle, this is taking out his mobile phone under the table hole to communicate with the person in the back row.
Ask if something similar has happened in other classes.
Or maybe a few people are constantly discussing the occurrence of the case together.
Just now, a classmate suddenly found ghost information.
Several people next to him kept texting to ask.
What's more, they directly found the chat records between Xiaodouzi and Xiaowei and ghosts before.
I hope to find some breakthrough or loophole.
In addition, from time to time, I pricked up my ears to see what was going on with the head teacher.
The whole class is doing their own things in an orderly manner.
Although they don't care about it on the surface, they secretly refuse to let go of any opportunity.
Full cooperation is not only tacit, but also helps the team.
Liu Yang looked at them with a trace of trance.
The class looks like it's been trained.
If only my class had been able to do everything as tightly and orderly as they did.
Will there be a glimmer of possibility, it will not end so quickly.
Not only that, but even Guan Pan couldn't help but be shocked by their behavior.
There were a few boys who she scoffed at, but now they were staring at their phones with solemn faces, and from time to time they sent messages to the people behind them to ask about the situation.
By the way, I picked up the pen and didn't know what was recorded.
It's really an orderly scene.
She didn't know how long they would be able to do what they were like now.
But it had to be longer than his previous class.
Because from the beginning their class has already lost.
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Not only lost in strategy, but also lost in formation, as well as team awareness.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse."
"Maybe my classmates will be happy with this game."
As he spoke, the head teacher's eyes swept over them suspiciously.
They must know something "What do you mean?"
"Hehe, let's play a bigger game."
"How big do you think you can be big" "One person, one team, one class" "One grade or one whole school" The head teacher's heart trembled slightly, and his chest kept rising and falling.
The other students stopped what they were doing, as if they had heard something that they could not be confident in.
"Or."
"A town."
The face of the head teacher and the whole class became a little ugly.
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