Horror recovery: Awaken the flame ball at the beginning, blast Sadako

There is a two-hour lunch break at noon, and the first class in the afternoon starts at [-]:[-].

Some students returned to the dormitory, while others returned to the classroom.

During this period of time, Mo Jie didn't have the idea of ​​going out, stretched his waist, just looked at Lin Xiaoling like this, and fell asleep.

Mo Jie fell asleep, Lin Xiaoling also put down the pencil in her hand, propped her chin with one hand, looked at Mo Jie quietly,

After watching and watching, he burst out laughing suddenly, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time and did not make a sound.

The lunch break passed quickly, Mo Jie woke up, stretched his waist, and felt comfortable all over.

Turning to look at Lin Xiaoling, she found that she was still calculating something with a pen and paper.

Mo Jie didn't bother her, but lay down on the table again, fiddling with his mobile phone.

Without a signal, all Mojie can do is play the small stand-alone games downloaded before.

After playing for a while, the time was almost [-]:[-].

There are 10 minutes to go to class.

The first class of the third and fifth classes of junior high school is Chinese class on Thursday afternoon, the second class is chemistry class, and the third class is physical education class.

Both the Chinese teacher and the chemistry teacher are Mo Jie, so he took four classes in total today.

Not too much, but not too little either.

After talking to Lin Xiaoling and Yang Hao, Mo Jie hummed and walked in the direction of the third and fifth classes.

If there is no accident, the language books should still be in the corridor of the classroom, which saves the trouble of bringing books.

As soon as the class bell rang, Mo Jie stepped into the door of the classroom.

Still saying "big brother" boringly, Mo Jie pressed his palm in boredom.

When the classroom was quiet, he turned around and drew a duck on the blackboard.

Afterwards, Mo Jie threw away the chalk and said loudly, "With the duck on the blackboard as the theme, write a composition of no less than [-] words, and it must be completed before the bell rings."

After finishing speaking, Mo Jie, regardless of whether the students understood or not, stepped off the podium and stood behind Chen Zhiming.

Chen Zhiming stood up consciously, took the pen and paper on the table and walked to the podium.

Mo Jie chuckled, opened the back door first, and then sat down on Chen Zhiming's seat.

The students in the classroom were writing essays, and Mo Jie was not idle. He took out his mobile phone and continued to play the small games that he hadn't finished before.

There is still 50.00% battery in the mobile phone, which is enough for Mo Jie to squander for a while.

What kind of composition can be written by extending from a duck, Mo Jie couldn't imagine before, but now he is a little confused.

It took these students less than 10 minutes to complete the [-]-word word count, and all of them were collected and handed over to him.

Mo Jie casually flipped through the two pages, and found that either the duck's life was written, or the duck was used to satirize some old characters.

However, in 10 minutes, the class was only halfway through, and Mo Jie didn't bother to move, so he simply waved and called Chen Zhiming who was on the podium.

"Send out this composition at random. Everyone will use the composition in their hands as the theme and write a composition of no less than [-] words. The time is still before get out of class ends."

As he said that, he ignored Chen Zhiming's bewilderment, and directly stuffed a stack of papers on the table into his hand.

Not only Chen Zhiming, but all the students in the class were dumbfounded, and then fell silent.

They have seen a very lazy teacher, but this is the first time they have seen such a lazy teacher.

However, under the condition that Mo Jie did not violate the rules, before the bell rang, they were just ordinary students and had no right to say no at all.

What's even more tragic is that they don't even have the right to complain, so they can only stay in the classroom and be slaughtered by others.

The classroom is still quiet, the composition has been reissued, and the sound of the pen scribbling on the paper, like a disorderly movement, resounds in the classroom.

When some people finished writing the second composition again, the get out of class bell just rang.

The moment the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Mo Jie jumped out of the back door with a shiver all over his body.

Looking at the students behind the door, Mo Jie felt that it was getting harder and harder to be a teacher these days.

The next class is still his class, so Mo Jie is not in a hurry to go to the office, he just sits on the ground, making eye-to-eye, nose-to-nose, mouth-to-mouth contact with the students behind the door.
Except for the intelligent weirdness, the rest of the weirdnesses rely on their physical instincts to act, so Mo Jie has no idea of ​​playing the piano against the cows. He just wants to see when these students will return to normal.

Mo Jie looked at the time, and in about 3 minutes, the group of students gradually returned to normal, and the door couldn't stop them, so they walked out casually.

"Big brother."

As expected of a loyal little brother, Chen Zhiming was the first to walk out of the back door of the classroom.

This also shows that he was closest to the door before.

I don't know what supported him to run from the podium to the back door of the classroom in an instant. Is it love?
Mo Jie couldn't figure it out, and didn't want to figure it out. He rubbed his brows and got up from the ground.

The boys basically chose to walk in the corridor, while the girls gathered together in the classroom, talking in whispers that outsiders could not understand.

Perhaps because of the weird existence, Mo Jie has never heard of any idol stars in this world. Instead, some ghost and horror movie actors are very popular.

But because of the characteristics of horror films, most of the characters of the actors are older and calm.

Therefore, the online entertainment circle is a pool of stagnant water. Occasionally, when there is news of the start-up, the news of the finalization will be lively.

Strangeness is something other than tricksters. What ordinary people need to do is to survive in this world better.

Yang Hao and the others said hello to Mo Jie before, so they wouldn't feel worried because he didn't come back.

"By the way, who do you plan to take this physical education class?"

Yang Hao changed his mind and looked at Lin Xiaoling who was still at the desk and calculating something.

"Brother Wang, let's go." Lin Xiaoling raised her head, smiled, and lowered her head to immerse herself in her world.

Wang Anguo didn't say a word, just smiled innocently, and spared the back of his head, and he didn't seem to be reluctant.

The class bell rang, and Mo Jie stepped into the gate of Class [-] and [-] again.

If Chinese, political history, etc. can still be watched and taught, then chemistry is definitely blind.

What's more, Mo Jie didn't even bring the lesson plans, so he simply repeated the old trick and asked Chen Zhiming to go up to entertain the guests, while he lay on the table admiring the artistic performance of the male and female pair at the same table.

The time for a class is fleeting, this time Mo Jie cut the time, stood at the door ahead of time, and slipped out the moment the get out of class bell rang.

Then he walked towards the classroom office without looking back.

Tired of being a teacher, Mo Jie wanted to lie on his sofa and watch ghost movies.

But the premise of this matter depends on when Lin Xiaoling finishes learning the knowledge of illusion.