The days of being frantically pursued by the boss of the horror world

, jumped in from the window, his face was indifferent and murderous.

The teaching director was wearing a white mask and sat upright on his seat. His clothes had been dyed blue.

The lights in the office were not turned on, and the light was very dim. Yu Jin could only vaguely see the lonely figure of Ding He.

He is the only normal person in Yu Jin's vision.

"Are you the dean of the second grade?" Although Yu Jin used the honorific title, his tone was very indifferent.

"I don't know why you said that just now, but I think it's purely your imagination." Yu Jin walked to Ding He's side and held his hand.

"There was no friendly exchange in the wrong way, they were malicious in the first place, and they were malicious in their end."

"The student you mentioned may not have really become friends with them. If possible, I suggest that you pay attention to the mental health of this classmate."

"I can understand your efforts to whitewash the peace, but I'm sorry it's not justice."

He stuck a knife on the table in front of the dean: "I hope you can re-cultivate the qualities you should have as a teacher before you come to teach."