Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

Sheng Nancheng choked.

He looked up at his brother who was full of confidence. It was not right to complain, nor was it right not to complain.

That's right, brother, who taught you to mistake the mentality of luck for the mentality of winning? Do these two things seem to be related to each other?

"What are you two doing over there!" Andrew asked loudly, "Are you conjoined twins? Of course this is a joke, hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The bearded man walked up to the stage laughing, and then he saw the body of Mr. Luo with his throat slit on the other side of the stage, which he had not noticed at first. Andrew shut up instantly and performed a smile-disappearing trick for the players.

"What's going on!" Andrew was a little upset. He pointed at Mr. Luo's body and yelled, "Oh! Little Luo Luo! I don't like this joke! This is worse than you taking up my class!"

But no matter how Andreette howled, banged his head against the wall, or cried, Teacher Luo didn't react at all, and his body was already very stiff.

"No! Luo Luo Luo! You liar! Didn't you say that you could still be a good man even if your head was lost?" Andruart lay on the ground with his fists clenched and pounded the ground: "No! You can't treat Wo like this! You can't!"

Then he began to crawl on the podium using his hands and feet, looking up and shouting at the sky.

Andrew's strange behavior left the players confused, and only He Feng watched with great interest.

This teacher is probably a psychopath who just escaped from the zoo. Bring him more, he likes to watch.

It's also quite funny. Andrew's Mandarin is not standard. When he got excited, his speech speed became faster, which made people laugh uncontrollably.

Especially the ending of the sentence "You↘↗can't↗→↘" was stretched out very long, which sounds very funny.

After crawling around, Andrew dug a few times on the floor with his hands, then lay down and didn't move.

His hands were folded on his abdomen, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and disappeared into his temples.

"I'm probably going to die too." Andruet's tone was full of sadness. Because he was too sad, his lips were trembling: "Look, the knife has pierced the fake lady's body. I'm probably going to die too."

The whole process made He Feng laugh.

He Feng gave himself his understanding: "You are probably sick."

He moved his legs, and the leg pendant Sheng Nancheng understood what he meant and let go of his hand obediently to allow his brother to move freely. But looking at the large area of ​​cloth on his pants that was wet with tears, He Feng wanted to hit someone.

"Oh, I'm not the kind of person who fakes crying." Sheng Nancheng was a little embarrassed. He stretched out his finger and poked He Feng's leg shyly: "You know, I always cry for real."

He Feng silently raised his iron fist, and his deep love finally fell on Sheng Nancheng's head.

Seeing his health bar drop by 0.1, Sheng Nancheng covered his mouth, lifted his butt and moved to the other side.

Damn, Brother Lin never told him that his iron fist would really reduce his health.

Qian Youlin, who never loses blood when being beaten: What did you say? The wind is too strong! I can't hear you!

Sheng Nancheng calmed down, and He Feng walked up to Andrew. Looking at the floor where a puddle of water had formed from his crying, He Feng wanted to pull Sheng Nancheng over and let the two of them cry together.

"Are you the culprit?" Andrew choked, his beard full of crystal tears. "Oh, King Yan, are you here to take my toes?"

He Feng was puzzled by this. He asked in confusion, "How did you become a teacher when your Mandarin is so bad?"

Andrew's tears flowed even more violently. He felt very aggrieved: "So Yi! I'm an English teacher!"

He Feng suddenly realized.

Yes, this class is English class.

But looking at Andrew who was starting to tear cricket pupae on the floor again, He Feng didn't know how to cut.

You say he should chop it, but this English teacher doesn't look like he has a high IQ, he can't bully a mentally retarded person.

Let’s not cut it down. There seems to be no reason not to cut it down.

So He Feng pulled out Dawn and put the knife on Andrew's neck: "Can you tell a joke?"

Andrew, who likes to tell jokes and will find someone to chop regardless of whether his classmates laugh or not, nodded tremblingly: "Wo can, Wo is very good."

He Feng was satisfied: "Go ahead."

"A sheep squatted in the pig roll. Why? Because the sheep squatted in the wrong place! Hahahaha, hahaha..."

"Isn't it funny? It doesn't matter! We still have Andreut!"

"Do you know which animal gets the quietest when angry? It's the gorilla! Because they get angry quietly! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Dogs can bark, cats can meow, what can chickens do? Chickens can only be reserved for those who are prepared. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Why does Superman have to wear tights? Because saving people is important. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, Wo is dying of laughter!"

Andrew was getting into the groove, telling all kinds of crappy jokes coupled with his crooked laughter, which made He Feng laugh. The other players in the classroom also had some smiles on their faces.

"You don't think your jokes are funny, do you?" He Feng sighed. He reached out and patted Andrew's shoulder and advised earnestly: "In fact, you are much more interesting than the jokes. After all, you are a joke, right? Andrew."

ANDREW: ...

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu! Wo wants to find his mom! You are not laughing, auntie! Why are you scolding Wo! Why can't you even remember Andrew's name! Andrew is not respected!" Andrew covered his face and rushed out of the classroom: "These students! Bullying Wo! Wo won't take it anymore!"

Looking at Andrew running away like a whirlwind, a big question mark appeared above He Feng's head.

No, he didn't do anything. He just gave her some simple comfort. Why did this person just leave while covering his face and twisting his body, crying?

It's weird, take another look.

[Uh, Brother He, let’s just say, why don’t you try not to comfort others in the future, it’s a bit annoying.]

[I can’t even imagine what kind of dark thing I would become if I were comforted by Hege. I would definitely be like Andruite, crawling on the ground in darkness and screaming madly, and finally changing species.]

He Feng: ...

"Don't you think I'm very good at comforting him?" He Feng sighed and began to explain to the comments: "Look, although I denied him, I also affirmed him, right? Isn't what he said funnier than those jokes? This is also a compliment."

[That makes sense. For a moment I couldn’t think of any rebuttal.]

[Brother He, you, I really, I really cried my heart out, but you even tried your best to comfort Andrew (even though it sounds like an insult). Brother He, you are such a good person!]

"Ding, congratulations to the host He Feng for achieving the "Ding, Good Guy Card" achievement. The system will immediately issue 2 bonus points (already increased in value)"

"Ding, the host He Feng's points have reached: 966."

He Feng was silent again.

Is it really okay for you, an achievement system, to come out and join in the fun?

"Participation is what matters, hehe."

He Feng ignored the barrage and the achievement system. He looked at Sheng Nancheng who was thinking seriously and asked, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so serious?"

"I was thinking that I could cry like this, it's really wonderful." Sheng Nancheng clenched his right fist and smashed it into the palm of his left hand, with a look of learning: "I understand, I will cry like this from now on."

He Feng smiled softly and raised his iron fist.

It's really true that if you don't learn good things, you will end up learning bad things.

Ning Simu received another call from the monitoring room, saying that Andrew had sued her.

The reason is that he did not educate his students well, allowing them to bully him.

Ning Simu thought about Andrew's huge size, and then thought about the axe he liked to use to chop students, and felt that Andrew must be looking for trouble.

Why was she bullied for no reason? It takes two to tango. He must have bullied her students first!

Thinking of this, Ning Simu rolled up his sleeves and rushed directly to the monitoring room, picked up Andrew, and returned to Class 3-4 in a threatening manner.

The classroom door was pushed open violently, and Ning Simu threw Andrew in. She shouted, "Classmates! Don't be afraid! I'll take care of it for you! Did he bully you?"

The players sitting around playing cards didn't quite understand.

"Oh, that's right! He just bullies us!" He Feng, who was sitting on the podium, said with grievance in his voice: "None of his jokes are funny! And he gets angry when I comfort him!"

Ning Simu felt that this problem was very serious. She straightened her expression and looked at Andrew Te with a sharp gaze: "What's wrong with you? Why are you still angry when your classmates comfort you?"

Andrew bit his handkerchief and cried loudly: "He is a joke!"

Ning Simu was stunned for a moment, her brows slightly furrowed, still thinking that she had heard it wrongly: "What did you say? What did he say about you?"

"He's making me laugh! He's making me laugh!" Andruite closed his eyes and yelled, "Woo woo woo woo woo! You all are bullying me! You all are bullying Wo! Wo won't do it anymore!"

After saying that, Andrew ran away again, leaving Ning Simu and He Feng staring at each other.

The arrogance that had just been ignited had disappeared. Looking at the arrogant and complacent He Feng, Ning Simu suddenly felt that resigning was not a bad idea.

She sighed, said nothing, and just left.

[World famous painting: "Two people looking at each other, only disappointment remains"]

[Don't mind me, I'm going to die of laughter here today. Is it true that no one finds Andre's jokes funny? Especially when he said that non-standard Mandarin, I spit out a mouthful of water while drinking water.]

[Yeah! Fountain!]

"I just don't understand what kind of students they want." He Feng shook his head and sighed, and kept clicking his tongue: "I can answer the questions perfectly, right? I also provided An Lu with a platform to tell jokes, and helped the class teacher solve problems. Look, I took the initiative to control discipline."

[Well, if what He Ge meant by controlling discipline was giving cards to students to play with, I can only say that He Ge is good at controlling discipline.]

[I am dying of laughter. This is the new era of “control and discipline”, right? I have learned nothing from it!]

[To borrow what Brother He just said, you really don't want to learn good things but must learn bad things, right?]

"Eat some fruit." Shen Zishu placed a plate of cut fruit on the podium. After He Feng ate two pieces, he leaned forward slightly and looked at He Feng with bright eyes: "Is it sweet?"

He Feng raised the corner of his eyebrow, hooked his hands around Shen Zishu's neck and kissed him.

"Try it yourself to see if it's sweet or not."

Shen Zishu murmured softly between his lips and his face darkened. He held down He Feng's moving hands.

Sheng Nancheng looked at the Nine-Sky Dark Night Glazed Mysterious Fire, which had surrounded the two of them tightly, with some disdain.

Tsk, why are you blocking it? If you have the guts, just let them watch. It’s just a bowl of dog food anyway, there’s nothing to block. Let him eat it first as a sign of respect.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang soon. Maybe because Shengnancheng went to the toilet during the last break and came back safely, more people went to the toilet during this break.

Although there are regulations that prohibit two or more people from going to the toilet together, the regulations do not say that they cannot go one after the other.

As a result, more than half of the players went to the toilet.

Sheng Nancheng leaned against the wall with a melancholy look on his face. He folded his hands over his chest and sighed continuously, which made He Feng almost raise his fist again.

"What are you doing?" He Feng asked, "Divine gold."

Sheng Nancheng shook his head: "Leak, leak, leak! I'm waiting for their screams, waiting for them to be suddenly attacked."

So Sheng Nancheng waited from the end of get out of class to the beginning of class, and even when everyone was there, he still didn't get what he wanted.

"That's not right." Sheng Nancheng grabbed a man who was coming back from the toilet and asked, "Didn't anyone touch you? Weren't you harassed?"

Yan Yan looked puzzled: "Who is so perverted? Could it be you?"

It was hard for Sheng to remain silent. He looked at He Feng who was trying not to laugh and yelled, "Brother!!!"

Holding down Sheng Nancheng who was about to pounce on him, He Feng thought happily, is this the charm of a luck value of 6? It's really good.

The fourth class in the morning is from 10:40 to 11:40 and the subject is Ideology and Morality.

However, the clock in the classroom showed 11:10 and the teacher for this class had not arrived yet, which surprised He Feng.

After all, the teachers for the first three courses were not late.

When the minute hand pointed to 4, the classroom door was finally opened and a trembling old lady came in.

"How could I read the watch wrong? It seems that my eyes are useless. I might as well dig them out." Wu Yun sighed. She stepped onto the podium with great effort and also saw Teacher Luo's body. Unlike Andreut, Wu Yun was a little disgusted: "How could he die in the classroom? Isn't this just creating garbage out of thin air? He really doesn't make me feel at ease even after his death."

At this point, she raised her head and looked around the classroom with cloudy eyes. Her wrinkled face was instantly filled with surprise: "Hey, how can it be so dirty? The student on duty... forget it, come on, students sitting down below, put the benches on the table and clean up."

After Wu Yun finished speaking, all the players looked towards He Feng.

He Feng waved his hand: "Since the teacher has said so, let's clean it up."

So, all the players in Class 3-4 of Senior High School began to clean up in a big way.

Every player participated, and they didn't know what was going on. They just felt that since He Feng said it was okay, then there must be no danger. Some girls even supported Wu Yun and found a place for her to sit down.

Wu Yun was so touched by this action that he said "good" several times.

He Feng wiped the window casually with the rag in his hand and asked, "What are you having for lunch, classmate?"

Shen Zishu wrung out the rag and handed it to He Feng. He also took the black and gray rag from He Feng's hand and threw it into the basin to wash it: "Well, how about mashed potatoes and rice?"

He Feng's eyes lit up: "Great! Mashed potatoes with rice!"

Sheng Nancheng, who was cleaning up with his butt sticking out not far away, looked up. He said in disbelief and horror, "What?! What bellyband and rice?!"