My ex-boyfriend is always teasing me [Unlimited Stream]

Time has become extremely slow, and every minute and every second is torture.

Qin Yan once again held a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and handed it to Qu Xingchen's mouth. Every table was served with a well-matched set meal. There were only two small pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs. Qu Xingchen looked at the delicious pork ribs in front of him and didn't open his mouth.

Song Mingliang had already sat back at the real No. [-] seat, holding chopsticks in his hands, and hadn't eaten for a while.

His eyes were wide open, staring at the dinner plate in front of him, and the veins in his hand that was holding the chopsticks were bulging.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp sound, and several people looked at it at the same time.

Qin Yazhi bent down to pick up the chopsticks that fell on the ground, and apologized softly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Xu Feng walked over from his position and patted Qin Yazhi on the shoulder.

Song Mingliang suddenly laughed dryly:

"Ha, hahaha, it's okay, nothing will happen to me, this is not the rule set by the NPC! Why did something happen to me!"

He looked at Qin Yan and said bluntly:

"You're a player? Right?"

Qin Yan held the chopsticks in his right hand, and gently squeezed the soft flesh of Qu Xingchen's waist with his left hand under the table. Qu Xingchen immediately opened his mouth to hold the ribs.

When several men and women looked over, Qu Xingchen raised his eyes, his eyes were moist, like a helpless civilian who was threatened by a demon.

Qin Yan took a mouthful of vegetables and said indifferently:

"The rules are explained by the principal."

He is evasive about his identity.

Song Mingliang's eyes were red, and he stared at Qin Yan, as if Qin Yan was the heinous ghost in this world:

"You lied to me! You lied to me!"

After roaring a few words in succession, Song Mingliang suddenly calmed down, and he sneered uglyly:

"You want to use some specious rules to mess us up? I'm not that stupid."

After the words fell, Song Mingliang lowered his head and began to wolf down.

Qu Xingchen slapped Qin Yan's wicked hand away from his waist with one hand, stood up after they finished eating, and ran behind Yuan Xue in a few steps.

Yuan Xue protected her crumpled clothes and glared at Qu Xingchen.

Qu Xingchen blinked:

"Student Yuan Xue..."

Yuan Xue's hand protecting the corner of the clothes slipped down hesitantly, while Qu Xingchen quickly grabbed the corner of the clothes.

Yuan Xue's lips trembled, and she changed the subject:

"...What is your relationship with the new teacher?"

Qu Xingchen secretly glanced at Qin Yan who was standing at the entrance of the cafeteria, and immediately looked away, like a frightened little animal:

"I don't know him! He's horrible!"

Qin Yan pinched the soft flesh of Qu Xingchen's waist and crushed each other with his left fingertips. He walked to the door and said:

"06:30 early self-study, hurry up."

The eight transfer students followed immediately, but the order changed slightly.

Song Mingliang, who was always at the front, walked to the back cautiously, following behind Yuan Xue and Qu Xingchen, while the middle-aged man Zhong Gang walked at the front.

Qin Yazhi was still close to Xu Feng, holding Xu Feng's strong arm with both hands, her plump figure squeezed against Xu Feng's arm.

After walking out of the cafeteria, the glass door closed behind him, and the light was still dim.

Qu Xingchen turned his head, and the glass wall outside the cafeteria reflected the scene inside the cafeteria. The dense figures sitting at the table disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Xue looked back at him:

"what happened?"

Qu Xingchen shook his head:

"fine."

As a new teacher, Qin Yan dutifully brought eight transfer students to the teaching building.

The teaching building is slender and tall, compared with dilapidated dormitory buildings and low canteens, the teaching building looks advanced and unique.

As usual, Qin Yan went in first, and several students followed one after another.

The teaching building was quiet, without any sound of lectures.

"The teaching building has a total of thirteen floors, and your classroom is on the seventh floor."

Passing through the spacious lobby on the first floor and walking to the elevator in the corner, Qin Yan pressed the elevator button and waited quietly.

Qu Xingchen stared at the elevator that was working normally, wondering in his heart, when will the electricity come?

Yuan Xue looked around and walked to the side corridor. There are also classrooms on the first floor, which are in the corridors on both sides of the hall.

Following the glass on the back door of the classroom, Yuan Xue looked in, and it was empty with no one there.

Qu Xingchen kept tugging at the corner of Yuan Xue's clothes, and when Yuan Xue moved, he also walked over.

Although there is no one in the classroom, there are densely packed exercises written on the blackboard.

Yuan Xue looked at another classroom, but there was still no one there.

She came back and asked:

"Are there no other students in this school?"

Qin Yan faced the elevator door, and his figure was reflected on the metal elevator door.

"The principal said that this year's student source is very good, and the school is almost full."

As soon as the words fell, a trace of cold air rushed into the spines of the eight transfer students.

Why is there no one in a school full of students?

Song Mingliang kept tapping the floor with his toes. He suddenly walked to the safe passage beside him and said:

"You can't take the elevator! You are not new players anymore, you all know that elevators are places where accidents happen frequently, right?"

After the words fell, several people thought about it.

Compared with the stairs, the elevator is closed and keeps rising. If something happens, it is inevitable.

Several people began to hesitate, when the elevator arrived, and the elevator door slowly opened in front of them.

The small space was messy and dirty, with crimson liquid splashed on all sides, some had dried up, some were still fresh, and traces were drawn downwards.

Several people who were still hesitating in the last second stood in front of the safe passage, only Qu Xingchen stayed where he was.

Song Mingliang glanced at Qin Yan sarcastically, then opened the door of the safe passage and walked up the stairs.

Several other people followed, and Yuan Xue finally took a look at Qu Xingchen who was standing there, and also followed.

The door of the safe passage closed slowly, and the green light hanging on the door suddenly went out.

Qin Yan turned around, with the strange elevator behind him, he stretched out his hand to Qu Xingchen:

"Come with me?"

Qu Xingchen took a step forward, patted Qin Yan's hand away with a "slap", and walked into the elevator first. Qin Yan smiled lightly and immediately followed.

The elevator door slowly closed in front of the two, and the dirty metal door reflected their faces.

Qu Xingchen stared at the corner of Qin Yan's slightly hooked lips on the metal door, glanced away, and caught a glimpse of a black reflection on the metal door.

The reflection was shaking slightly, as if observing the two humans below.

Qu Xingchen's pupils shrunk slightly, and he raised his head up, wanting to look over.

Qin Yan suddenly reached out and pressed his head down, led him around in a circle, and stood on the other side of the elevator.

He forced Qu Xingchen to only see his chin:

"Good boy, don't look around."

"Tick-tick-tick-"

A few drops of blood slowly dripped down where the two of them were standing, and more and more dripped, forming a puddle of blood.

Qu Xingchen sneered:

"Qin Yan, what is our relationship? You don't need to worry about me."

He turned around and stood aside, but didn't look up again.

Qin Yan's voice was a little helpless:

"The stars..."

Qu Xingchen interrupted him, "Tell me," he said through gritted teeth, "Where are you?"

The elevator door opened, Qin Yan passed by Qu Xingchen, and only said:

"Xingchen, you have to be careful."

Qu Xingchen closed his eyes and walked out of the elevator.

The two stood silently at the exit of the safe passage, waiting for the remaining seven transfer students.

The door of the safe passage was pushed open, and the middle-aged man Zhong Gang came out, followed by Xu Feng and Qin Yazhi, and the rest of them came out one after another.

Yuan Xue was the last to come up, panting to the side of the group of people, it was still too high to climb seven floors.

Qu Xingchen stood beside Yuan Xue silently, Yuan Xue's cheeks were flushed, she looked at him:

"Are you all right?"

Qu Xingchen shook his head blankly, his face full of innocence.

Qin Yan walked to one side of the corridor and urged:

"Time is running out, hurry up."

Several people followed immediately, and no one wanted to break the rules because of being late.

The transfer student's classroom is the innermost one in the corridor on the left side of the seventh floor. When the door is opened, it's pitch black. There is no window in this classroom.

Qin Yan turned on the switch by the wall, and as the light came on, the old fan above his head also started to spin.

The color of the light bulb is dark yellow, and it is installed under the fan. Every time the fan blade turns, it will cast a swirling shadow below, causing the classroom to be dark and bright.

There was no one in the classroom, and Qin Yan's tall figure moved away from the door.

He glanced at the students behind him, slowly took out a small notebook from his pocket, opened it and began to roll the roll.

The people who were clicked shouted "here" one by one, and finally, Qin Yan clicked:

"Song Mingliang?"

The remaining students looked at each other, and Yuan Xue muttered in a low voice:

"Who is Song Mingliang?"

Qu Xingchen lowered his head, his curled eyelashes fell down, leaving a small shadow.

Song Mingliang disappeared.

These people did not remember Song Mingliang, as if this person never existed.

Qu Xingchen slightly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yan.

It happened that Qin Yan raised the wide brim of his hat with his fingertips, and met his deep eyes.

Qin Yan still remembered Song Mingliang, Qu Xingchen narrowed his eyes and lowered his head again.

"Sit well according to the number plate, don't sit wrong."

Under Qin Yan's instruction, several students walked into the dark classroom one after another.

Qu Xingchen put his hand into his pocket and pinched his humble No. [-] slip of paper. Qin Yan stood behind Qu Xingchen and pointed to the back of the classroom.

"Student Qu Xingchen, because you didn't eat breakfast well, the teacher will punish you for standing at the back of the classroom and listening to the class."

Qu Xingchen heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the back of the classroom and stood up.

Seeing that the transfer students sat down one after another, Qin Yan turned and left, not forgetting to close the door before leaving.

From the glass of the back door of the classroom, Qu Xingchen saw Qin Yan's indifferent profile when he left.

I don't know if it was the player or the NPC's new teacher Qin Yan who left, the remaining players started to discuss.

The middle-aged man Zhong Gang said in a rough voice:

"In this world, we only need to start and end classes according to the time, and wait until three days later to attend the welcome party?"

The thin woman Qin Yazhi asked tremblingly:

"S-What about after attending the welcome party?"

Xu Feng said:

"You should be able to leave the school, and you will pass the customs."

Yuan Xue looked back at Qu Xingchen who was standing at the back of the classroom, and then answered:

"It's really that simple? The new teacher said that this school is full of students... But what about those students? Since we came here, we haven't seen other students, and even the teacher is the only one."

The morning self-study ended in a low-pitched discussion among several people. Qu Xingchen stood at the back of the classroom, lowered his head as if he was overly frightened, and said nothing.

At eight o'clock, the ear-splitting bell rang, and the first class began.

Several people looked at each other and looked at each other.

"Da da da--"

The crisp sound of high-heeled shoes hitting the ground sounded. Under the flickering lights, everyone held their breath and listened to the sound outside the corridor.

The sound is getting closer, getting closer...

Qin Yazhi covered her mouth, tears kept overflowing from her eyes.

"Squeak-"

The classroom door, which was closed by Qin Yan before leaving, slowly opened and closed again, and no one came in in sight.

but--

"Da da da--"

The sound of high heels hitting the ground appeared in the room, and the lid of the chalk box on the podium was automatically lifted, and a piece of chalk floated in the air, as if an invisible person had picked up the chalk.

The chalk slowly touches the blackboard, making a slight friction sound, writing on the blackboard.

The handwriting went from slow to hasty, and finally almost messy.

The fan above the head hummed suddenly, and the lights flickered on and off.

On the blackboard, one word after another emerged.

"Students, please come up and solve the problems one by one."