Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

Qin Mo's gaze fixed on the void beside the face of the man standing on the podium.

After the opening ceremony, Qin Mo followed the orderly lined students out of the venue and entered Yongye Junior High School for the first class of the new semester.

The scorching sunlight outside the window shone obliquely onto the podium, enclosing half of the man's figure.

The man on the podium lazily raised his eyelids and looked down at a group of students including Qin Mo.

[I am your new teacher. My name is Shi Demei. You can call me Teacher Shi]

[The mathematics teacher is also your class teacher]

After introducing herself, Shi Demei wrote her name on the blackboard.

Shi Demei turned around again and put away his lazy posture and put on a smile, appearing very amiable, just like a good and approachable teacher.

It was just like what Qin Mo had seen before, the look in Shi Demei's eyes, as if looking at a dead object, without a trace of fluctuation, flashed across her eyes, it was just his illusion.

Shi Demei put down the chalk in his hand, looked up and said slowly:

[Nice to meet you, hope you can have a good time in this class]

After saying this, Shi Demei smiled sincerely for the first time so far.

Qin Mo looked at his master Demei's narrowed eyes, and his alert nerves jumped, sensing the malice and interest hidden in his words.

Shi Demei's eyes, which had too much white in them, were slightly narrowed, and the cold and ferocious light was well hidden in them.

Suddenly, Qin Mo remembered the scene he saw when he controlled the little black ball's body.

Shi Demei deliberately pulled out the pen from the student's hand and casually labeled the student a bad kid.

It was as if the people in front of him were not living people, but objects to be evaluated.

Shi Demei patted the white powder remaining on her fingers:

[Okay, enough of the small talk, let's dive into the ocean of learning! ]

Shi Demei looked at a group of students sitting neatly in their clothes, and her eyelids twitched slightly.

[Take out your textbooks]

The straight voice suddenly rose.

[Classmates, let me see your passion for learning...]

Qin Mo quickly found a math book from a pile of messy books and placed it on the table. He also took out a pen and placed it together with the book.

After putting them away, Qin Mo deliberately glanced at the puppet classmate closest to him to make sure that nothing he had prepared was missed.

Then Qin Mo imitated his puppet classmate and lowered his head slightly, waiting for Shi Demei's next instruction.

Qin Mo called the students who had mechanical movements, numb eyes and cold looks "puppet students".

These people are also the actual students enrolled in Yongye Junior High School.

The puppet classmate is easy to recognize, like a striking dark cloud floating in the sunny sky.

Shi Demei's fingers were slightly curled up and she tapped on the aluminum desk, making muffled sounds one after another.

Invisible pressure suddenly weighed on the hearts of everyone present.

Shi Demei stopped what he was doing and started walking.

Wherever the hard leather shoes go, even the sound of breathing freezes.

Qin Mo knew what this meant, and his heart sank.

Shi Demei's cold and malicious voice sounded from the lower right of Qin Mo.

[Students, turn around]

Qin Mo responded and looked sideways at the same frequency as the puppet classmate.

Shi Demei's voice continued.

[Let the teacher see which bad student is not interested in studying]

The person who was stared at by Shi Demei's cold eyes looked around at other people in panic, trying to find someone to help him out.

He didn't do anything and didn't know where he went wrong.

Shi Demei was kind enough to explain for the student who didn't know what he had done wrong. Of course, what was more important was that he found the other person's panic, helpless and desperate expression interesting.

The black-hearted teacher Demei said aggrievedly:

[The teacher is ready to teach, and other students have taken out their textbooks. How can you be so slow? Don’t you take the teacher seriously? ]

Halfway through his words, Shi Demei lost control of his gloating mood, causing his depressed tone to gradually rise.

The smile on his face was faintly visible.

The cold and malicious words echoed clearly in the classroom.

"No, that's not it...I just found it a while ago".

His math book was sandwiched between his Chinese and English books, causing him to be a step behind everyone else in taking out the book.

Hearing this, Qin Mo's eyes moved slightly.

This person was not the numb puppet classmate, but a human who had just come in like him.

Feeling that her dignity was challenged, Shi Demei didn't want to hear his stumbling explanation, so she turned cold:

[Student, do you mean to say that the teacher has wronged you? ]

Qin Mo noticed that Shi Demei's eyes were vague for a moment when she said this, and she unconsciously glanced at the camera at the back of the classroom.

The other party obviously also has limitations.

All the malice in his body turned into frost and condensed on Shi Demei's face.

Faced with Shi Demei's aggressive words, the other party was obviously even more panicked and tears came out uncontrollably.

Unfortunately, after being refuted, Shi Demei was no longer in the mood to play around.

"I'm just explaining why..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shi Demei, whose face was livid.

[What I hate most is the bad kids who make mistakes and don’t repent. Such bad kids should not exist in the class of good kids]

As soon as Shi Demei finished speaking, the person who was explaining disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving behind only an empty desk.

The students who watched the whole scene looked horrified.

Qin Mo thought of a word.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

Shi Demei obviously didn't want anyone to refute his words, so he quickly labeled the kid a bad kid.

This action undoubtedly successfully deterred the restless people present, and no one dared to speak to Master Demei easily.

Shi Demei had a cold face and glanced at all the students coming towards him.

Everyone who passed by his sight lowered their heads, with frightened eyes flashing constantly.

Except for Qin Mo, no one noticed Shi Demei's eye-catching gesture.

Shi Demei turned around and went back to the podium. He was in no mood anymore and didn't tease the students anymore. He started the class properly.

To prevent such incidents from happening again, everyone's attention was focused on Shi Demei, resulting in a fairly successful class.

After listening to the class, Qin Mo felt that Teacher Demei's character was not good, but his lectures were really good.

After the bell rang, Shi Demei tucked the book under his arm and quickly left the classroom.

In the quiet classroom, the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against each other continued. It seemed that someone could no longer wait to find out where this place was.

Qin Mo slowly imitated the puppet classmate's movements, took out the textbooks that were piled messily in the desk, and placed them neatly on the table.

Put the textbooks in order one by one according to the order of the puppet students, and then put the neatly arranged stack of textbooks in the desk with planned space.

Qin Mo took out the textbook with the same cover as the puppet classmate prepared, placed it on the table, and lowered his head to read.

On the surface, he is reading a book, but in reality he is just waiting and watching.

There was a constant stream of noisy conversation coming from a small area in the classroom.

Qin Mo sighed silently. He didn't know if other people noticed that the camera at the back of the classroom was still running.

This shows that even if there is no teacher in the classroom, there are still a pair of eyes watching them all the time.

What people need to pay attention to at Yongye Junior High School is far more than the strict school rules. What people need to be more careful about is the bad behavior of teachers.

What's more, this classroom is just the tip of the iceberg of this school.

These people obviously don't understand where they are now.

More people made the same choice as Qin Mo and found a goal to integrate into the larger group.