I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

Teacher Zhang was standing by the door holding a thermos cup, and his glasses were covered with a white light under the white weaving lamp.

Under his gaze, Gui Ming hurriedly put on his pants and coat, and found a set of T-shirt and casual pants from his closet. He was wearing just right, but when he was on the kid, his head was loose, and the hem of the clothes dragged on On the thighs, there is a feeling of a hip-hop boy.

Just put on a peaked cap, and then you can start hiphop.

The kid looked up at Guiming——

Guiming put on the little ghost his school uniform jacket that was too small but too lazy to return, because the night air was still a bit chilly. After putting on the school uniform, he was still a little loose on top of the kid in the small school uniform, with long sleeves enough to cover the hands completely.

The kid started to play with his sleeves, raised his hands and shook them around.

Teacher Zhang: "Are you ready?"

"Okay, okay." Guiming put on his shoes, took two steps forward, suddenly stopped, and asked in a daze, "...Do you want to bring anything? Books or something?"

Teacher Zhang covered the lid of the thermos cup and held it in his hand: "No, just bring all of you with you. Of course, you can also take a water cup, or a few packs of snacks or something."

Gui Ming felt that this evening class sounded not very serious, but he really felt that the water glass was quite important: "Then wait for me."

Then he turned his plastic thermos cup out of the drawer. It was the kind of cup with a pink lid and a little cartoon pattern, especially like the kind that elementary school students brought to school.

Teacher Zhang's gaze stayed on the thermos for a while, and then he saw Guiming filling up the water dispenser——

He doesn't comment on Guiming's taste.

When it was about the same time, he walked in front of the dormitory corridor holding a thermos cup, Guiming and Xiaogui followed slightly behind him, the doors of other dormitories were tightly closed, and the whole corridor seemed to be the three of them——

Before reaching the stairs, I suddenly heard Guiming say something to the little ghost——

"Why are you still holding the ball?"

Teacher Zhang paused, turned his head and looked sideways—the ball?

Guiming was talking about the kid: "I'll give you the key, and you take the ball back and put it away."

The kid hid the ball behind his back, with a look of refusal.

"Forget it." Teacher Zhang interrupted suddenly.

Guiming still wants to say: "But..."

Mr. Zhang glanced over the ball lightly, and then turned back: "It's nothing to bring."

"Okay." Now that Teacher Zhang had spoken, Gui Ming didn't force him, so he said, "Don't make it too dirty, just washed it..."

Teacher Zhang couldn't help but opened his mouth: "...wash?"

Guiming said "um", and told him where he picked up the ball, how dirty it was, and how hard he had to clean it.

Teacher Zhang:"……"

He looked at Guiming silently for a moment, seeing that Guiming was a little dazed, and couldn't help but reach out and touch his face: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Teacher Zhang withdrew his gaze and walked forward. He is tall and doesn't walk like others in a loose way.

He has a straight body, long legs and long legs, like two rulers, giving people a particularly pleasing impression.

But at this moment, he hesitated in his steps, and it was obvious that his heart was not as peaceful as he imagined.

"That ball was brought by another teacher's child..." When going down the stairs, Teacher Zhang said abruptly, "It's the one with short hair, Teacher Tong."

Guiming let out an "ah" and raised his head. Could it be that he wanted the ball back?

Teacher Zhang: "It's okay... Teacher Tong will be fine."

Teacher Tong is a strong adult.

Gui Ming: "?" He looked at Teacher Zhang blankly, what's wrong with Teacher Tong! ?

Teacher Zhang: "...I mean, he doesn't know what to say, he talks nonsense for a while, and he says something wrong."

"Oh." Guiming nodded, expressing his understanding. They came out of the stairs as they spoke. Guiming said he was going to say hello to the auntie, so that the auntie would not be worried.

When he came down, the entire dormitory building was very quiet. The doors of the dormitory rooms on the first floor were closed, and some of them had already turned off the lights. The auntie of the dormitory was sitting in the lobby with a small bench, and saw Guiming walking over: " It’s down! I said I’m going to see you off, but I’m relieved that Teacher Zhang is here.”

Gui Ming hummed to her, wanted to say something, but was afraid of delaying time, so he said in a hurry: "I'll go first."

Although the dormitory aunt said she was relieved, she still sent them to the door, and then stood outside the door of the dormitory building, watching them leave from a distance.

Teacher Zhang walked forward slowly holding the thermos. At this time, there was no one on the road. Gui Ming and the kid followed him closely. He was actually a little nervous and unspeakably excited. After passing through the flower garden, the street lights did not illuminate the trail, and the pedestrians on the roadside gradually increased.

This is all for evening classes.

Most of them were students, occasionally a few teachers mixed in, carrying notebooks and pens, with their heads buried in a hurry.

Guiming was empty-handed, he didn't take anything except the thermos, and he felt a sense of miscalculation when looking at other people.

But thinking about my first time here, even if I bring a notebook, it may not be very useful.

Teacher Zhang seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and suddenly said, "Don't look around."

Guiming quickly retracted his gaze and looked at his feet seriously. He could see the stones on the ground illuminated by the street lights under his feet. He couldn't help but kicked his feet, and then hit a student's leg.

The student looked at him, and Gui Ming was about to say "I'm sorry", but the student turned his head back hastily, as if he was frightened by something.

Teacher Zhang sighed.

Guiming couldn't help feeling guilty: "I was wrong..."

"Forget it." Teacher Zhang sighed, and then said: "...here we are."

——They entered a small playground, which was deserted during the day, but at this time it was full of people standing in neat lines.

Teacher Zhang led Guiming and Xiaogui into a queue, and the teacher of that queue came over: "Mr. Zhang?"

Teacher Zhang nodded to him, pointed to Guiming and the kid: "It's the first evening class."

The teacher looked at Guiming, as if he felt something familiar, took a look, and then seemed to be frightened, turned to Teacher Zhang: "That's not..."

Teacher Zhang nodded to the teacher with a heavy face.

The teacher was speechless for a moment, and after a while, he turned his head and said to Guiming: "My surname is Miao, you can just call me Teacher Miao. You can line up here first, our evening classes are very easy, and they are all lower grades." Most of the students mainly just talk about the basic content.”

After finishing speaking, he hooked Teacher Zhang's shoulder with one hand and took him aside.

Teacher Zhang: "What are you doing..."

Teacher Miao said with a ferocious expression, "Let's have a good chat..."

When the two teachers went to a place where Guiming could not see, Guiming and the little ghost stayed in the line a little cautiously. The students next to them did indeed look like they were young, as Teacher Miao said. Guiming I feel as if I have mixed into the team of elementary school students.

He doesn't fit in with his surroundings.

Those children looked at him curiously, which made Guiming even more embarrassed.

He wanted to smile at them, but the children looked away as if frightened.

Guiming: "?"

He turned his head and saw the kid making faces.

Gui Ming: "..." He reached out and touched the kid's head, and said in a low voice, "...don't be naughty."

But after the little ghost frightened him, those children really stopped looking at him curiously, which made him feel much more comfortable, so he couldn't help rubbing the little ghost's head again, but it meant a compliment.

They stood in the queue and waited, vaguely watching other queues leave. When the playground was more than half empty, the two teachers came back.

Teacher Miao's tone was not very good: "You are really with me, don't you care about your class?"

"It's okay." Teacher Zhang said, "Another teacher is helping me."

Only then did Teacher Miao resentfully say, "Okay, okay."

For some reason, Guiming felt that it was because of his own reasons, which made him feel a little heavy in his heart. His eyes fell on Mr. Zhang, and when he was discovered by Mr. Zhang, he turned his head and said to him: "Don't be afraid, The teacher is with you."

Guiming nodded to Teacher Zhang with complicated emotions, feeling that he might be too unreliable, he took the kid behind him, Teacher Zhang would rather take him regardless of his class, indicating that the evening class may not be Not as easy as he thought.

Finally arrived at their queue, the people in front started to walk, because most of them were children, they didn't walk fast, Guiming stood at the back of the queue and rubbed each other step by step, behind him were two teachers, Teacher Zhang and Teacher Miao .

They went out through the back door of the playground.

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The red-haired man was panting and running on the path in the middle of the night, the surroundings were extremely quiet, only his panting became louder and louder.

His face was terrified and ferocious, and finally he yelled towards the surroundings like he was going all out: "Come on! Come on!——"

And not far away from him, Teacher Miao was explaining to a group of radish dices: "At this time, when he told you to come out, should you go out?"

Little Carotou A said childishly, "I shouldn't—"

Teacher Miao: "Oh? Why?"

Little Carrot B looked at Teacher Miao blankly: "I don't know..."

Teacher Miao coughed and explained: "Look, this passer-by's emotions have reached a critical value, and he will make all kinds of unexpected moves, which can easily disrupt your rhythm, so we might as well try again." etc."

Guiming: "..."

When they went out through the back door, the school bus was waiting for them outside the door, and then they entered someone else's dungeon. When the passers-by were tossed by the dungeon, Teacher Miao led the group of children to watch and analyze, and then Explain what they should do in various situations.

Originally, Guiming was a little flustered when he entered the unfamiliar dungeon, not only him, but other children also had various reactions, but Teacher Miao was very powerful, he was simply a king of children, and he would just say a few words. The group of children were appeased.

Guiming was afraid to hear the cries of a group of children.

Fortunately, he didn't. He just breathed a sigh of relief when he bumped into a few passers-by. They seemed to be crazy, circling in circles.Guiming subconsciously raised his breathing again, fearing that the group of passers-by would find them.

Then Teacher Miao explained next to him: "This is ghosts hitting the wall. They can't see us or hear us. This is the feature of this dungeon."

Guiming just breathed a sigh of relief...wait!Ghost hit the wall! ?

He looked at everything in front of him in a daze. Is there really, really a ghost?

He felt that his limbs were a little stiff, but the children around him didn't seem to be afraid at all, and they even boldly poked their heads out to look at the few passers-by, making a sound of half understanding.

Guiming: "..."

Teacher Miao commented in the tone of a reviewer when reviewing products: "Look at this ghost hitting the wall, it is very clever, and the general ghost hitting the wall is the lowest level, in fact, the scope is very small, not as good as a corridor A short flight of stairs, and it can only control one person, the scope of this ghost hitting the wall is relatively wide. The place where we are standing is just its boundary, so it can not be affected, but the others..."

Guiming listened in a trance, feeling that Teacher Miao's voice was getting farther and farther away... Ah, so there is so much knowledge about ghosts hitting walls?Then can he also...

wrong!He is not a ghost!He can't use this!

He has always felt that things involving metaphysics are mysterious and unknown. In order to prevent others from discovering his specialness, he has always kept a certain distance from others...but suddenly on this day, he discovered that , it turns out that it is not him who is special, but the whole world...

After Mr. Miao finished talking about the ghost hitting the wall, he sighed unsatisfactorily: "It's rare to see this kind of relatively advanced ghost hitting the wall. The ghost who made this must be a ghost who has strict requirements on his own works. Every point of him has unique characteristics. Distinctive aesthetics...”

Then he looked at the children who were looking at him blankly, and couldn't hide his disappointment: "Forget it, you still don't understand, why tell you these things."

Gui Ming: "..." Teacher, you must be wrong, you must be wrong!

Did you just say ghosts! ?

Perhaps Guiming's gaze was too dazzling, Teacher Miao couldn't help looking towards Guiming.

Teacher Miao: "..." He couldn't help showing a trace of annoyance on his face, then changed his style of painting, and said solemnly: "Of course such a ghost is still very dangerous, but don't worry, we have signed an agreement with the boss in the copy. It will hurt us, even though it is a ghost, it is also our good friend."

Guiming thought in a trance... Okay, good friend?

He still doesn't know where to start.

Teacher Miao has already started to explain to the passers-by who are scurrying around in the ghost wall: "As a...Bo...student, sooner or later we will meet passers-by, so we know what they are. Very important, like these passers-by..."

The words suddenly stopped, and then the eyes moved to Teacher Zhang, and the decibels of the voice immediately rose a few decibels: "Our teacher Zhang will explain the next content to us! Applause, teacher Zhang!"

The little radish heads clapped and clapped their hands.

Teacher Zhang was hiding in the back, blowing the mist from the thermos cup, watching the excitement, his eyes behind the lens squinted contentedly, like a full-fledged fox.

He was suddenly cueed by Teacher Miao, which made his movements pause slightly, and then he greeted the eyes of all the children, including Gui Ming.

Teacher Zhang:"……"

He put down the thermos, smiled gently at everyone, got up from the tree he was leaning on, and then walked to Teacher Miao with long legs... Tiptoes pointed at Teacher Miao's ass Just a kick.

Teacher Miao staggered from being kicked by him, and managed to avoid falling, and became angry from embarrassment: "Zhang Chunhu!"

This was the first time Guiming heard Mr. Zhang's name. Mr. Zhang who was called by Mr. Miao's full name slowly retracted his legs, with an innocent expression on his face, as if he didn't do what he just did.This made the diced radish couldn't help laughing.

Guiming was also dispelled by this action, and he squeezed the little ghost's hand, seeing that he was not afraid at all, he felt a little relieved.

He thinks that the school is also doing this to let the students have the courage to fight against the breakers in the future, which is right.

He knows what kind of people the passers-by are. In the eyes of the passers-by, they are not human beings. Thinking that these cute and lovely children will meet the passers-by in the future... This made him harden his heart.

As for the ghosts...

Guiming tried to comfort himself, anyway, they are on his side...

Thinking about it this way, there should be nothing to be afraid of?

Teacher Zhang said: "The passers-by are a group of aliens who invaded our world from other worlds for unknown reasons. Passing a level before, that is, destroying a part of our world, of course, this is a customs clearance for them, and they will get a certain reward."

"Have you ever played Mario, it's almost similar, so in order to protect our world from being destroyed, we have to fight against these breakers, and we must not relax. As long as we let it go once, our world will always be less. .”

He seemed to be lecturing to the children, but in fact he kept staring at Gui Ming.

Guiming has more or less realized that the passers-by he has come into contact with are destroying the world he lives in, but this is the first time he said it so intuitively from Teacher Zhang's mouth, he still has a feeling of being shocked.

It was as if the mist that had been shrouding in front of him was cleared with one hand, and he suddenly felt himself awake.

He has always doubted himself since he was a child, why are there so many strange people, one after another, dying in front of him one by one?

Although he suspected that they might not be human, because their bodies could not survive, as if they had been erased by some force...

He looked straight at his nightmare again, something he'd been trying to escape.

It turned out that this wasn't a nightmare, it was an escaped disaster time and time again.

Neither him nor the world he lives in.

After returning from the evening class, Teacher Zhang walked beside him, looking at him with a hidden and cautious gaze.

Guiming smiled at him.

Teacher Zhang raised his glasses and said with some hesitation: "If you can't accept it, you don't have to use it for evening classes in the future. I can understand."

"No." Guiming shook his head. He walked forward with a sullen head, and couldn't help kicking the small stones on the roadside while walking. Teacher Zhang didn't stop him, and followed him.

After a while, Gui Ming said: "Actually, this is quite good."

He raised his head, turned to the extremely cryptic Teacher Zhang, who accompanied him silently to release his concern, and emphasized again: "Really, this is very good, I should have come to the evening class long ago."

Teacher Zhang didn't speak.

He seemed to be thinking about how to explain it to Guiming.

But Guiming said: "I can understand why grandma and the others don't want me to intervene in these things. I can understand that if it were me, I would do the same."

Teacher Zhang didn't know what to say.

Guiming said: "But teacher, why did you agree to let me not go to evening class?"

He keenly discovered that just too much spoiling by his parents was not enough for him to completely put an end to all these things.

He had always thought that he was an ordinary person living in an ordinary world.

Teacher Zhang was silent, he and Guiming looked at each other, and suddenly realized that no matter what kind of lies he used at this moment, he could not completely convince Guiming.

Fortunately, at this moment, Teacher Miao's words interrupted the silent atmosphere.

The school bus stopped aside, and Teacher Miao was counting the number of people: "One, two, three, four... Strange, why is there one more?"

Teacher Zhang took the opportunity to step forward: "What's going on?"

Teacher Miao looked at Teacher Zhang blankly: "Why do I have an extra child here..."

Teacher Zhang: "I didn't give you two temporarily."

Teacher Miao said in a faintly broken tone, "Yes, I added those two, and there is one more!"

Then he said: "Forget it, let me count the names and see who is more. When you read the names, you will shout, and by the way, raise your right hand. Do you hear me?"

The diced radish said in unison: "Okay—"

Guiming also looked over strangely, and Teacher Zhang was still saying to Teacher Miao, "Did you count wrong?"

Teacher Miao's voice was broken: "I counted it two or three times, but there is one more!"

Guiming turned his head and saw that the little ghost ran to a corner and stood there at some point, so he hurried over: "Little ghost, what are you doing here?"

Standing next to the little ghost was a boy in yellow clothes. The yellow clothes were so clean and bright that Gui Ming couldn't help but glance over.

The other children were all dirty and messed up from nowhere, but this child was so clean that it seemed to be shining. Gui Ming had a good impression of the clean child, so he couldn't help but smiled at him.

But the child shrank his neck as if he had seen something terrible, and hid behind the kid with a shrunken face.

Guiming: "???"

Am I so scary?

But it was the first time seeing a kid playing so well with the kid, and Guiming decided that he should give him more time.

Guiming said to the little ghost: "Your new friend, what's his name?"

The kid gave him a complicated look, and finally opened his mouth and said, "...Xiao Pi."

What's the name?Guiming resisted his desire to complain, closed his eyes and boasted: "This name is so cute..." Then he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Little devil! Where's your little ball!?"

Over there—

Teacher Miao was still counting names, when suddenly Teacher Zhang stopped him with his hand: "Okay, okay, I know who the more people are?"

Teacher Miao was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Teacher Zhang whisper a few words into his ear.

Teacher Miao: "..."

He couldn't help taking a breath.