Weird recovery: Do you call this serious science?

"Then the venom wraps your tongue around you, simulating the feeling of hanging yourself. Practice it a thousand or eight hundred times a day. If you persist for ten or eight years, you will be completely fearless like me."

"Just a tongue with a bit of venom."

Lin Muge was very professional in popularizing science to the camera.

""fitness""

"Without fitness, there is no harm [dog head]"

"So that's why pigeons are not afraid..."

"Just thinking about the feeling of being strangled to death gives me chills..."

""Practice a thousand or eight hundred times a day""

"A slight mistake is death..."

"I still have to stick to it for ten or eight years【狗头】"

The number of people in the live broadcast room fluctuated around 200 million.

Although everyone used to ask Lin Muge how to overcome fear, this is indeed the first time Lin Muge revealed it to everyone.

"Oh, what a lovely memory."

A look of memory appeared on Lin Muge's face.

When he was in high school, he also participated in the Laughter Choir. Everyone lined up neatly, singing while hanging himself. Lin Muge can still remember the group photo even now.

"Brothers, is there a feeling that we are the class teacher and secretly see if the children are learning?"

He pointed the camera at Class Three, Class Three.

"Fuck!"

After seeing the scene in the class, Zhu Shouzheng, who was frightened by all kinds of things along the way but still held back his swearing, finally broke through this time.

The third class of the third year, which was still empty just now, was full of children at some point.

Or the shadow of a child...

As if feeling Lin Muge's prying eyes, those children showed a childlike but weird smile on their faces.

"Little white rabbit, white and white..."

Bursts of ethereal voices came from the teacher.

Familiar nursery rhymes were read neatly from the children's mouths.

The sound became louder and louder, and gradually spread to the entire teaching building.

Zhu Shouzheng suddenly appeared in a trance.

Cold sweat soaked his back.

"Boom..."

In the next second, his heart throbbed inexplicably, and he woke up instantly.

As the trance gradually disappeared and his vision gradually recovered, Zhu Shouzheng saw him standing on the podium.

As for those who were facing the podium, the students sitting below were all those students who were covered in pitch black and extremely strange.

The uniform sound of nursery rhymes came suddenly.

All eyes turned to him instantly.

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Thanks to book friends "mel", "half poetic and half pyrotechnic", "Jiang Crab", and "Manodi" for their rewards! ! !

Chapter 192 Men will be teenagers until they die!

"Crack!"

The sound of chalk breaking was especially clear in the dead silence.

Zhu Shouzheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he turned around under the gusts of wind and the silent gazes of the children.

Although the one-eyed little Ping Pong in his pocket was already trembling, he still poked his head out quietly.

Behind him, a piece of white chalk floated up inexplicably.

Although it was white, the handwriting written after the chalk touched the blackboard was indeed as bright red as blood.

"Will you... hurt..."

The chalk floated in the air and wrote word by word.

After the last stroke of the last painful word fell, Zhu Shouzheng felt as if his heart was being clenched.

"Oh!"

This feeling that his heart might be crushed at any time made Zhu Shouzheng's body fall to the ground uncontrollably.

All eyes were on him.

Zhu Shouzheng's mind gradually only had the sound of his own heart beating stubbornly.

Vision gradually blurred.

I... am I about to die...

Zhu Shouzheng thought in despair.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

"Hold on!"

But just when he even felt that he was going to be hopeless, Lin Muge's voice came from his ear.

"vomit!"

Then an unspeakable feeling of vomiting accompanied by Lin Muge's relief made him sit up straight.

"Ouch! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!"

"It's okay, Mr. Zhu, didn't I promise you, at least I will give you a breath and divide the family property after writing the suicide note."

Lin Muge took Venom's long tongue out of Zhu Shouzheng's mouth, then flicked it aside.

""Tongue Kiss""

"Kiss Live"

"What just happened..."

"I don't know, Mr. Zhu fell down suddenly, his eyes were all black, and then his whole body twitched, it was terrible"

"Fortunately, the pigeon reacted quickly..."

"I think it's better not to tell Mr. Zhu how he was saved..."

"Mr. Zhu: I don't care about this life."

Seeing that although Mr. Zhu was still retching, but his eyes had returned to normal, everyone was relieved.

Just as Lin Muge was about to open the door and enter, Zhu Shouzheng fell to the ground without warning.

Lin Muge was also unflappable in the face of danger, and opened Zhu Shouzheng's mouth without saying a word, and inserted the tongue of venom into it.

"Everyone remember that human beings are animals after all, and the feeling of the flesh is still above the spirit after all."

"So when you see that a person's spirit is about to fail and has begun to wander, let his body be stimulated, all kinds of stimulation are fine, just use this physical stimulation to pull his spirit back."

Lin Muge looked at Zhu Shouzheng.

Zhu Shouzheng also looked at Lin Muge, then tremblingly raised his finger to point at Venom's tongue.

"Just... ahem, just now you..."

"No, don't think too much, your mouth is so small that even a tongue can't fit it in."

Lin Muge comforted, "Although I know this reason is ridiculous, I advise you...don't pursue it. Sometimes, the truth is cruel. It's not impossible to lie to yourself, in order to live."

Seeing what Zhu Shouzheng wanted to say, Lin Muge sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"How about it, Mr. Zhu, the weirdness here seems to have some thoughts about you, so you can watch me avenge you with the camera."

"It's quite safe outside, and Beethoven is with you."

Lin Muge handed the camera to Zhu Shouzheng, and then pushed the door open without any further hesitation.

"call!"

The moment the dilapidated classroom door was opened, a gust of dark wind howled out.

All eyes in the classroom were on Lin Muge.

"Come on! Everyone look up to me!"

"Stop slipping away!"

"Tsk, let's talk about you! Do you know why I put you in the first row!"

Lin Muge put his hand brutally into the head of the child in the first row seated by the podium and adjusted his eyes so that it looked at him.

At this time, everyone in the live broadcast room could see that these children were all in the form of black mist.

Or in other words, a black mist in human form.

"There's more to come! Hurry up! Adjust your eyes if they're crooked, look at me! Let's talk about the key points today!"

Lin Muge picked up the ruler with big eyes and didn't dare to say a word and knocked on the blackboard.

Forcibly made the children below who didn't look at him look at him.

"Pigeon is really..."

"Too cruel..."

"I thought this weirdness could draw a tie with Gege, but now it seems that it is not an opponent of Gege at all."

"The full-level boss is here to slaughter Novice Village again [Goutou]"

"Gege save some face for Weird, don't make Weird feel unconfident like before [狗头]"

""All Look at Me""

"Full of oppressive [dog head]"

Seeing Lin Muge's strange eyes focused on him, the hearts of more than 200 million people in the live broadcast room were indescribably complicated.

The more complicated one is Zhu Shouzheng.

He had just experienced the feeling of being oppressed by all the weird annotations in a hallucination-like place.

Don't say it's weird...

Even if a group of people suddenly look at you like this, normal people will feel flustered...

"...Awesome."

Although he has read poetry and books, is familiar with history, and has a lot of money, at this moment, looking at Lin Muge talking on the podium, Zhu Shouzheng can only say these two words.

"thank you."

A piece of chalk was inexplicably suspended in the air. Before it could start to operate, Lin Muge took it over.

Then it snapped in two.

"What, do you feel pain? Who wrote these four words? How can the writing on the blackboard be so ugly? The tone of the whole youth pain literature is really convincing."

"And the following students don't have any eyesight? Don't you know how to clean the blackboard for the teacher before class!"

"Who is there, come up and wipe the blackboard for me."

"Yes, it's you, kid!"

Lin Muge pointed to the weird kid who didn't dare to look directly at him just now and said.

Under his slightly oppressive and compulsive tone, the unlucky kid tremblingly walked to the podium.

Aggrieved and fearful, he glanced at Lin Muge, picked up the blackboard eraser that was staring at the scene, and began to wipe the blackboard.