The whole class is dead? NPC awakens and starts killing people

Because the two classes were combined for physical education classes, Lao Zhang also separated the two groups.

He took the boys to play basketball and asked the girls to play volleyball in the stadium.

Because the two classes have the same number of students, Mr. Zhang let the two classes have a very friendly...friendly match.

The main reason is that there will be a sports meet after the midterm exam, and the intensity of sports in the school during this period is relatively high.

Upon hearing the news, the girls in Class 3 all frowned.

Mu Yunke raised his hand and asked, "Teacher, can we not compete?"

At this time, Jiang Rongqing, the deputy monitor of Class 1, put his hands on his hips and laughed disdainfully.

"Teacher, we don't want to compete with inferior opponents. Our school team will go out to play a game next week. If we play with them and get hurt and we can't play, we will be the only ones to suffer."

But Lao Zhang rejected both refusals.

"No, you're about to start the school sports meet. Today is a good opportunity for you to get acquainted with each other."

Refusal was futile, so Mu Yunke could only discuss tactics with the girls in his class.

"What should I do? I don't want to fight with my cousin. I can't beat her at all."

"That's right. Every time we go to the old house for dinner, my eldest aunt always says that my sister is better than me. I heard that she even won an award in the city. How can I compete with her? We are bound to lose this game today."

Before the competition even started, Class 3 was already predicting a pessimistic outcome.

"Don't be discouraged. It's true that they are powerful, but we are not weak either." Ruan Xiaoliu stood up.

Hearing Ruan Xiaoliu's words, Jiang Rongqing sneered even louder.

She held a volleyball and walked up to Ruan Xiaoliu with an arrogant look on her face. "Are you students from Class 3 overestimating your abilities? Do you think you can beat Class 1? Do you know why you can't get into Class 1? It's because you are not good enough! Either your grades are bad, or your family is poor. Anyway, you are not good enough."

"Qingqing, don't say that. They are just cheering you on." Bai Yaning bit her lip and pulled Jiang Rongqing's sleeve.

Jiang Rongqing looked at Bai Yaning and shrugged helplessly: "Yaning, why are you speaking up for this bunch of losers? You are just too lenient with them. That's why these low-level rats are starting to get ahead of themselves."

"Hey! Clowns from Class 3, you guys should quickly come up with a plan. But I'll let you know what it means to be an absolutely strong person from appearance to family background to ability. Flawed products like you will only be suppressed by us... to pieces."

Jiang Rongqing laughed again, then sat back in his own territory holding the volleyball, looking at them as if they were garbage.

"No, I'm furious! I know that the people in Class 1 are different from normal people, with their eyes on their heads, but I didn't expect their mouths to be so mutated and smell so bad!" Bai Ye was so angry that he laughed, and rolled up his sleeves to argue with them, but was stopped by Ji Yinyin. "Don't they claim to be the absolute kings? Then why not knock down their crowns?"

"But how do we fight?" Ruan Xiaoliu looked at Ji Yinyin.

Ji Yinyin glanced at the girls in the class, twirled the volleyball in her hand, and smiled.

"Of course, I hit him in the face."

Bai Yaning's friends saw the girls from Class 3 sitting together, discussing something in a low voice. Especially when they saw Ji Yinyin's sharp and calculating eyes, they felt a little uneasy.

"Yaning, even though it's a friendly match, will they do something dirty? Ruan Xiaoliu from their class had previously coaxed Gu Chengyu into treating her differently. She was only 16 years old, but she used her seductive methods to seduce Gu Chengyu, framed Rong Enen, sent her to prison, and even let the head of the Rong family adopt her. I've never seen such despicable methods."

Looking at Ruan Xiaoliu, there was something more in Bai Yaning's eyes.

"The poor people at the bottom of society will do anything to climb up. Even if you tell us about her schemes, we will not do them. She lied that her injuries were caused by Enen, and she teamed up with the hooligans in their class to plot against Enen. This is enough to prove that she has a despicable character. Forget it, you shouldn't bother with people like them. After all... they are not presentable." Several people nodded.

He also agreed with Bai Yaning's words. He no longer paid attention to the group of minions in Class 3 and started doing stretching exercises.

Three minutes later, the girls' volleyball friendly match of Class 13 officially began.

Here, Class 3 was ready. The players who came on stage were Ji Yinyin, Ruan Xiaoliu, Wen Jiazhaodi, Shang Zhou, Li Jiale, and the usually taciturn sports committee member, Hua Lan.

Wen Jiazhaodi is the libero, Li Jiale and Ji Yinyin are the setters, Shang Zhou and Ruan Xiaoliu are the main attacker and secondary attacker respectively, and Hua Lan is the team's setter.

The six people stood in their own field according to the four-two configuration.

The referee has tossed the coin and Class 1 is the first to serve.

The person who served the ball was none other than the main player of the women's volleyball team - Jiang Rongqing.

She jumped up, threw the volleyball high into the air, and slammed it toward the outside corner of the court.

Wen Jia Zhaodi immediately ran to the corner, but the volleyball brushed past her wrist and rolled out of the court.

The whistle blew and Class 1 scored.

At this moment, all the people on the stage smiled contentedly.

"Hahaha."

"I told you, trash is trash. Do you think you can fight us? You are just daydreaming."

"With their turtle-like speed, there's no way we can defeat them!"

With the second ball, the third ball, and the fourth ball.

As the server, Jiang Rongqing always chose tricky angles, making it impossible for Class 3 to touch the ball.

His contempt for Ji Yinyin and the others became more and more obvious.

Fifteen minutes later, Class 32 crushed Ji Yinyin and the others with a score of 0 to .

Jiang Rongqing wiped the sweat from his forehead and sneered.

"How is it, minions? We have already opened up a 32-point gap. Even if you can make up for it in the second half, how much can you make up for it? Why do you want to humiliate yourself?"

Ji Yinyin ignored her and turned to look at Wen Jia Zhaodi who had been running on the field for 15 minutes: "How was the touch?"

Wen Jia Zhaodi patted her chest confidently towards Ji Yinyin.

"Almost. From the 12th minute on, the power of her smash was much weaker than her first serve. Her jumping height was also much lower. She almost touched the ball several times. I think her physical strength is about to reach its limit."

Ji Yinyin patted Wen Jia Zhaodi's shoulder with satisfaction: "You are really amazing to be able to drag their main force to this extent!"

Wen Jia Zhaodi smiled shyly: "It's okay, not too tired. When I was helping my parents deliver food, I was much more anxious than this."

[Yes, I was born in Rome, and you were born a mule. It is normal that the Romans did not understand the physical limits of mules and horses. ]

Wen Jia Zhaodi was choked by her inner voice and couldn't help coughing.

Honey, I know my family background is average, but please don’t speak so truthfully, okay?

[But the Romans certainly could not have imagined that my methods were more sly than a fox and more stinky than a weasel. I was born to be insidious, I'm sorry, and please don't blame me when the Roman crown is broken, Amen. ]

Several other people looked at each other.

It turns out that my sister attacks everyone equally, including herself.

Okay, that's fine.

The second game begins.

Class 3 changed their lineup, and Wen Jiazhaodi was still in the libero position. But Ji Yinyin, Shang Zhou, Hua Lan, Li Jiale and Ruan Xiaoliu all stood in the first row.

An extremely offensive team equipped on May Day.

Seeing this, Jiang Rongqing remained unmoved.

Did they think that they could defeat their precise coordination with their turtle-like speed?

That's really naive.

Several people stared at Jiang Rongqing and smiled meaningfully at the same time.

Naive? Who is naive?