[Quick Transmigration] A cookie for you

Fortunately, what Yan Lu thinks is long is actually not long.No one can last long enough for this "torture".

Just when Yan Lu was about to despair and knelt down to the boss, the cold feeling behind him disappeared in an instant.At the same time, the chandelier behind him suddenly lit up.

For a moment, Yan Lu couldn't accept the sudden light, and suddenly closed his eyes.When he opened it again, he found that the state of the iron door in front of him had become a false cover again.

He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly put the electric guitar aside, and if he didn't wait to push open the iron door, he was about to go out.

However, when he went out, he saw more than a dozen people looking at him seriously. The leader was the old professor who recommended him to act in that TV series.

Yan Lu: "..."

"Teacher, why are you here?"

"what are you doing here?"

"..."

"Yan Lu! I ask what are you doing here?!"

"I..." Yan Lu seemed to be unable to bear his sudden anger, his neck shrank back suddenly, then he put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and said weakly, "I... have no class this afternoon, and I suddenly want to Practice the piano, but this is the only school..."

The old professor interrupted him roughly, "The door of this music classroom has been locked long ago. How did you get in?"

"Locked, locked? No way!" Yan Lu made a startled expression, took a step back, and shook his head slightly, "Impossible."

"What's impossible?"

"When I came, the door was clearly unlocked, and it opened as soon as I pushed it. Moreover, the lock is obviously broken! If you don't believe me, look at it, teacher!" Yan Lv turned around and returned to the iron gate, and took Pick up that rusty lock and show it to the old professor.

The old professor took a look and found that the lock had been destroyed for a long time.

But it's impossible!The school just checked it not long ago, and there is no problem with this lock.

All of a sudden, the faces of the teachers present and members of the student union changed.They looked at each other in blank dismay, and some seniors even whispered behind them.Yan Lu listened attentively, and only caught one sentence, "Could it be that he's here?"

Yan Lu couldn't help but interjected, "Does 'he' come here often?"

The faces of those seniors became even more pale when they heard the words. They all looked away, pretending that they didn't hear Yan Lv's question.

They thought that as long as they ignored it, the matter would be over like this. However, the old professor didn't want to let them go.He was furious, turned around and asked, "Who said that sentence just now? Stand up."

His tone sounded calm, and he obviously said it while suppressing his anger, which made all the students present even more frightened.All of a sudden, they looked at me and I looked at you, but no one admitted it.

Seeing that they were so irresponsible, the old professor became even more angry. He said directly to one of them, "Starting tomorrow, you will no longer be members of the student union."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then his face became even more ashamed, but he couldn't help but retort, "You don't have this right."

He was right. The officials of the student union were all democratically elected by the students. The teacher had no reason or qualification to intervene.If teachers intervene in the organizational structure of the student union, things will get out of hand, because some teachers will take the opportunity to cultivate their own cronies, so that the student union will be completely reduced to a tool for him to dominate.

The old professor apparently did not expect that this student would be so bold as to dare to disobey him in full view.He was so angry that his beard trembled, "Hmph, tomorrow you will see if I have the power."

"Teacher?!" The student was so frightened that his voice changed.

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, the others pleaded with him one after another, "Teacher, don't!"

"Teacher! We know we were wrong! Don't dare to do it again next time!"

"Hmph, then tell me, who said that sentence just now?"

Someone in the crowd hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward, "Yes...it's me..."

The old professor took a closer look and found that he was the student he admired the most, and immediately pointed at him with a bit of resentment, "You...you...you really let me down!"

"I'm sorry, teacher." The student lowered his head and looked away a little, not daring to look directly at the old professor.

Just now, he also immediately realized that the sentence he said unintentionally was obviously very inappropriate.However, when he wanted to make amends, it was too late.

The school was desperately trying to suppress this matter, but he took the lead in spreading panic.No matter how you think about it, your future fate will not be too good.

So, the student wanted to cry without tears, and almost knelt down to the old professor on the spot.

At this time, what is Yan Lu doing?He is trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible, so that this fire will not affect him.Otherwise, if you record a major demerit or even be expelled, then you will probably become the worst host in history.

I haven't found Lao Gong yet, so how can I always die before I finish my mission?The world is really in crisis.It was only then that Yan Lu truly felt that the task of "finding Lao Gong" was still a certain degree of difficulty, and the degree of difficulty was not as low as he thought before.

It seems that his attitude is about to correct himself.

Otherwise, with his grinding speed, when will he be able to complete the first task and move on to the next one?His time is very tight.

After all, Ning Zheng's body is still waiting for him to save in the original world.

The system said that his vitality may be lost at any time.In other words, if he went back late, he might face Ning Zheng's real corpse.

At this time, Yan Lu, who was concerned about it, completely forgot that the system had told him before that when he was performing missions in various worlds, the time in the original world was almost static.

Alas, no matter what, he should defuse this crisis skillfully first.

After the old professor taught the senior a lesson, he turned the cannon fire on himself. He asked sharply, did anything weird happen when he was alone inside?

Yan Lu shook his head subconsciously, denying his question.

"No?"

"Yes, no."

"Then why are you sweating so much on your face? When you came out, why did you panic?" Another attentive female teacher asked when she saw this.

Yan Lu made up nonsense this time much more smoothly. He said without thinking, "There is no fan in the classroom because I play too hard and it gets hot."