I am a god in script killing

Chapter 287 March Rabbit Town (9)

The man in front of him smiled friendlyly: "Oh, by the way, my surname is Wen, Wen Qingchi. I am a university teacher named 985, and I am a university teacher named [-]. How about you?"

After Bo Jun sized up his expression, he curled his lips into a smile: "I graduated from junior high school, and I am an unemployed vagrant after nine years of compulsory education."

Wen Qingchi: "..."

The other party's face was so exciting, Bo Jun couldn't hold back his fists to his lips, and suppressed his smile.

When Wen Qingchi saw her, he knew that Bo Jun didn't want to introduce himself, so he didn't force himself and didn't dare to get acquainted, so he changed the way:
"The game does not limit the number of people passing through, we can share clues and work together to pass the level together."

"Mr. Wen, how do you know that there is no limit to the number of people passing through?" Bo Jun asked back. She was not interested in cooperation. After saying this, everyone also came to the classroom, and each took a seat and stopped talking.

"Buzz buzz buzz... puff..."

The speaker hanging above the blackboard made a sound, and after a while of noise, cheerful music slowly came out:
"What's wrong with a bad rabbit? The skeleton of a bad rabbit is incomplete;
Bad Rabbit Bad Rabbit What?The fur of the bad rabbit is smooth;
Bad Rabbit Bad Rabbit What?The meat of the bad rabbit is delicious;
One bad rabbit, one family of happy townspeople! "

Before the song was over, all the rabbits in the room sang along with the rhythm, hammering the table, and the voice became louder and louder. Finally, the whole classroom was filled with the laughter of the little rabbits.

Some of them had no players sitting beside them, so they secretly turned their heads to look, and the saliva couldn't stop dripping down the rabbit's mouth——

"Dong dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and everyone and the rabbit turned to the door where the sound came from. A pitch-black cane pushed open the door, and the white rabbit in a tuxedo and a tall hat walked into the classroom slowly, and Bao Jun frowned.

The white rabbit has a straight figure like a gentleman, and gracefully bends down to salute the people in the classroom, and his voice is unexpectedly mellow and sweet: "My dear classmates, how are you?"

When the little rabbits saw it coming in, they sat down obediently, and after hearing the greeting, they all replied: "Hi, Mr. Rabbit—"

"Oh, you are really polite little masters," Mr. Rabbit laughed happily. "You will be able to get along well with the pet rabbits and raise your own obedient rabbits. I have great confidence in you."

Little Rabbits: "Thank you, Mr. Rabbit."

"Okay, let's start class now."

Mr. Rabbit cleared his throat, and the rabbit held the cane and brushed it across the podium, and a yellow book with black and white rabbit heads appeared on the podium:

"Now we are going to learn the primary obligation of both the owner and the pet: for the owner, it is the primary obligation to take care of their pets and not to harm them;

"For a pet, it is the first duty to please its owner. A pet that cannot be liked by its owner is not..."

"Who is the master? It can't be these rabbits, right? The roles of humans and rabbits are reversed?" The flower-armed man sneered inappropriately and interrupted Mr. Rabbit, "Old rabbit, what do you think?"

The classroom fell silent for an instant, Bo Jun looked at the man with flower arms who spoke rudely, and after a pause for a few seconds, he turned to Wen Qingchi in the corner of the classroom - the other person had the same surprised expression as the others, with a little panic.

Bo Jun looked away at the rules in front of him, and involuntarily tapped the table with his fingertips.

Mr. Rabbit stopped lecturing, and he glanced at the flower-armed man inexplicably, and smiled kindly:
"Oh, little rabbit, what do you think of my words?"

(End of this chapter)