Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

Just when the two said that they were definitely sports students, the class bell rang again.

Footsteps sounded again on the stairs, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see Mr. Tang walking up with a sluggish face.

"What are you students doing here? Class is over, so hurry back to the classroom." Teacher Tang also noticed the crowd in the office.

"We are special students in sports. We heard from our classmates just now that the special students in this school can go to training at any time without going to class, right?" Mao Hao rushed to answer.

"Sports student?" Teacher Tang pinched the bridge of his nose, as if trying to concentrate.

"Yes..." Ge Liang replied after swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

Teacher Tang suddenly raised the corner of his mouth.

"It's great. Our school has always had a tradition of holding sports games. Now that we have you two exceptional students, we can hold them again smoothly."

"What sports meeting?" Mao Hao felt something was wrong.

"Hehe, there must be something you like. Of course, the highlight is the competition between the two of you." Teacher Tang said, looking at Bai Lianhua and Jiang Aili. "Are the three of you also special students?"

"Yes, I'm a music student, and I'm good friends with Gao Zhen and the others, hee hee." Shen Wu Shi Luo said frankly.

Bai Lianhua thought for a while, pressed Jiang Aili's hand, and said proactively. "we are not……"

Teacher Tang's face became serious. "Why don't you go into the classroom soon?"

Bai Lianhua and Jiang Aili didn't dare to delay, and trotted back to the classroom.

Teacher Tang also turned and walked to the classroom while talking. "That's it. I will report to the principal, and preparations for the competition will begin immediately. I'll go to class first, and you two must train hard."

Ge Liang and Mao Hao looked at each other.

Seeing Teacher Tang going away, Wei Feng cleared his throat.

"I think...Teacher Tang's implication is to let the two of you compete, and one of you may be in danger."

Mao Hao and Ge Liang's ominous premonition just now was broken, and their mentality suddenly became unbalanced.

"You... are you just watching like this? You just let the two of us possibly die?" Mao Hao shouted to the others who couldn't accept it. "You promised to protect me first!"

"Well..." Wei Feng touched his nose in a good temper, without looking angry. "Some things are beyond our ability, and there is nothing we can do about it. Just now you were the first to say that you are a sports student. We also warned you that there will be new incidents..."

"You can't do such small things like skipping classes well. Thank you for being our leader! I have already told you all the sources of ghosts I have seen, and what have you done for us?!" Mao Hao still very angry.

"If you want to say that..." Wei Feng scratched his head. "Then what do you want from me?"

"I don't want to go to class! I don't want to participate in any sports meeting!" Mao Hao said.

"Then I can try my best to hide it for you. I'm not sure if those teachers will find it." Wei Feng shrugged.

"Then...then I..." Ge Liang whispered beside him.

"Since I helped him, let me help you by the way. The two of you can hide together." Wei Feng looked at him and said.

"I don't want to hide with him. What if he gets me involved?! And my role is greater than his. You must put your greatest energy on me."

Hearing Mao Hao's refusal, Ge Liang looked at him with some embarrassment.

"I... Aren't we all players... Why should you..."

Mao Hao pouted and didn't look at him.

Coning felt that he had to speak up.

"Where are you going to send them, Wei Feng?"

"When the academic affairs teacher and I investigated the player who skipped class, we found some hidden places. Of course... I can only be sure that he didn't check this time, which doesn't mean he won't go next time." Wei Feng didn't seem to be affected by Mao Hao's bad attitude at all, and he still talked about his discovery in an orderly manner.

"Those locations are the back kitchen of the cafeteria, the principal's office of the special teaching building, the specimen room of the special teaching building, and room 312 where Mr. God lives."

Although Coning has never been to the first few places, judging from the last room of God Without Shelf, those places must be either haunted, or have the same danger as haunted.

"Hee hee, do you want to stay in my room?" Shen Mu Shi Luo asked.

Mao Hao thought of the four charred skeletons on the bed, and shook his head.

"Then where do you want to hide?" Wei Feng asked.

"You are all fine now, take me to see if there are any haunted places in other places." Mao Hao said.

"Okay." Wei Feng patted his legs and stood up.

Conning shook his head.

"Bai Lianhua and the others are still taking ordinary classes in the classroom, I have to avoid any more accidents."

Apart from the reason he said, Mao Hao's character is not good, so he doesn't need to spend more energy to help him.

Seeing this, Wei Feng didn't say anything, and called Mao Hao and Ge Liang to go with him to find a place where he could hide from class.

Seeing that everyone else had left, Coning closed the door.

Kannashera smiled meaningfully when he saw him close the door, and sat on the edge of the table, crossing his legs on the stool.

"Little Ningning. They're all gone, can we play X-rated games in this office now? Do you want me to call you teacher or dad? Hee hee."

Coning pulled the stool away from Shenmusileo's feet, and sat on it by himself.

"What do you think about skipping class?"

Seeing that there was no shy expression on Coning's face, Shenmushiluo also felt a little bored, and put his hands back into his pockets and said.

"I think... since none of the NPC students skipped classes, it's the right choice not to skip classes."

Corning nodded and asked another question.

"What do you think of Wei Feng?"

"An experienced old player." God Has Sheluo answered briefly.

Every seasoned player would not want anything from a newcomer, Wei Feng's attitude was a bit suspicious.

Of course, it does not rule out that there are such kind-hearted and good people in the world.After so many games with dark plots, I still kept my heart.Or his skills are actually interactive, and helping others can get more generous returns.

However, they must prepare for the worst to prevent accidents.

"What do you think his purpose is for doing this? His main task should be the same as mine, and there is no benefit in hurting students." Coning thought about it.

"Little Ningning. Sometimes you just like to think too much, hee hee." Shen Wu Shi Luo walked over, stood behind Coning, lowered his head and chuckled in his ear. "If it's too troublesome, let's kill him... His identity is a teacher, and there will be no punishment for killing him."

……

What if the other person is really a good person?

Coning was silent for a while, then replied.

"Observe for another two days."

He believes that even if the other party is planning some conspiracy, they will not kill all the players at once, they still have time.

"It's all up to you." Shenmusileo put his hands on Coning's shoulders and said affectionately. "Don't you still have the pyramid of evil thoughts? You can try it the next time you meet him."

……

After discussing all the findings for the time being, Coning was afraid of accidents in the classroom, and was afraid of encountering the same thing as Fan Qianying at the door of the classroom, so he took Shen Wu Shi Luo to the fourth floor.

Right below the classroom where the class is held.

If someone jumped off the building, he could intervene in time, and he might be able to hear a little movement in the classroom.

Open the classroom door.

A smell of dust permeated the room, and the inside was full of tables and chairs neatly placed with stools, all covered with a thin layer of dust.

The curtains of the windows were closed tightly, and a little light shone through the gap, casting long shadows of the tables and chairs on the tiled floor.

"It seems that this school has really good students." Coning glanced left and right, walked to the window, opened the curtain and looked up.

The window is empty.

But there was no sound in the classroom.

"What subject does Mr. Tang teach?" Coning turned to look at God Without Sheila, only to find that the other party was squatting on the ground and staring at something.

"What are you looking at?" Coning walked over.

"It looks like someone else's footprints are on the floor here."

When Coning heard what Shenmusileo said, he immediately fixed his eyes on the ground.

Indeed, in addition to the footprints of his and Godsless' sneakers on the ground, there is also a pair of footprints with a small area, a fault in the middle, and a small square mark on the rear.

"This... These are high heels?" Coning frowned. "I remember... English teacher Fan Qianying was wearing a pair of high heels. What is she doing in this empty classroom?"

"Maybe it's the same as our purpose, to eavesdrop on the class upstairs?" Shen Wushiluo straightened up and pointed to the top.

Thinking of when he was in class, such a weird lady was listening downstairs, and Coning felt a chill.

And at this moment, outside the window of their classroom, a footstep slowly approached.

Shenmusileo listened for a while with his head turned sideways, and before Koning could say anything, he jumped out of the window sill and turned over directly.

Almost at the same time, a shadow appeared at the door of the classroom.

ho...

Coning couldn't help but twitched in his heart.

The backlit face of the black shadow gradually became clear after two seconds.

This is a tall and skinny man. His appearance is really weird. The lower part of his face is severely protruding, and his protruding nose and protruding teeth are even more deformed.

It's impolite to think that his face looks like a dog...

Of course, the figure of the other party is also weird enough, with hands that are longer than the knees, and fingers that are thin and long, like dead branches.

"So you are here. I thought it was a student skipping class." The man said in a low voice.

"May I ask who you are?" Coning asked calmly.

"I'm Yu Gang, the academic affairs teacher." The man rubbed his long nose with his slender fingers. "I will patrol around during the day to prevent students from skipping classes. Hehe... In this school, if you don't even want to attend class, how can it be considered a school?"