Draw an NPC ID card at the beginning of the game [unlimited]

Qi Wuyuan sat firmly in the parents' area, without pretending that he was different from other NPCs.

He even hates the parents.

Qi Wuyuan looked forward, looking out of place among a group of parents.

His gaze was fixed on Xiaofeng the whole time.

After tidying up the painting tools, Xiaofeng kept his head down and didn't speak, nor stared at Hao Juncai with other children watching the show.

Qi Wuyuan nodded in satisfaction.

Apart from his gentle personality, Xiaofeng is very likable in other aspects.

Qi Wuyuan likes this kind of measured person.

I don't know how many layers of filters Qi Wuyuan put on Xiaofeng.

Some innocuous "jokes" are just jokes, and they are indeed acting as temporary guardians.

Xiaofeng felt Qi Wuyuan's gaze, he pursed his lips uneasily, straightened his back slightly, and straightened his sitting posture in front of Qi Wuyuan.

Qi Wuyuan saw Xiaofeng's subtle movements, and couldn't hold back a faint smile.

This kid is so cute.

Qi Wuyuan stared at Xiaofeng with a strong sense of existence, which made him sit anxiously behind the desk. The discomfort of being watched all the time made Xiaofeng unable to hide from the long-term habit of hiding in the dark.

Stop staring at me, please.

Don't pay me too much attention.

Finally Xiaofeng couldn't hold it back, evil thoughts emerged from his body, and the figure that originally only appeared in the middle of the night slowly appeared beside Qi Wuyuan.

Not only did Hao Juncai see this scene, but Ruan Li, who was sitting next to Qi Wuyuan, saw the interaction between Qi Wuyuan and Xiaofeng's half figure at close range.

Ruan Li cheered up and watched Qi Wuyuan secretly as if facing a formidable enemy.

Xiaofeng in the corner of the classroom seems to be sitting in a lonely position, but the eyes blocked by bangs are only two empty eye sockets without eyeballs. This is a body used to camouflage sitting in the classroom.

The smell of blood rushed towards Qi Wuyuan, Xiaofeng approached Qi Wuyuan.

The nails on his hands turned into sharp and sharp weapons, and the uncontrollable killing intent attacked Qi Wuyuan.

Being easily dodged by Qi Wuyuan, Xiaofeng's original fatal attack turned into reaching out and grabbing the corner of his clothes.

Xiaofeng, who lost his sanity in this state, continued to launch a second attack unwillingly.

If he couldn't use his hands, he was going to attack again with his head.

Xiaofeng brought his head closer again, and in the blind spot of Ruan Li and Hao Juncai's vision, the bones on his face made a "cracking" sound, and the skin twisted accordingly, and the whole face quickly turned into a human head flower.

The mouth full of sharp teeth opened wide, attacking Qi Wuyuan vigorously.

At this moment, Xiaofeng's killing intent towards Qi Wuyuan was fully revealed.

What the memo says is verified.

He wanted to kill Qi Wuyuan.

Facing Xiaofeng's killing intent, Qi Wuyuan silently took out a long incense that was broken into a quarter length and stuffed it into Xiaofeng's mouth.

It stands to reason that after the long incense is destroyed, it will not work.

But for Qi Wuyuan who walks wildly every day, this little matter is not a problem at all.

It is not even necessary to light the long incense, Qi Wuyuan, who has just gained more than 200 days to live, is very generous. He injects a little more of the pure yin energy in his body into the long incense, and it becomes a very delicious snack for Xiaofeng .

After "cooking" a few meals for Xiaofeng, his feeding movements became more proficient, and he would feed the snacks into Xiaofeng's mouth without even giving him a look.

Xiaofeng was bluffed by the snacks in his mouth, he couldn't help but chewed a couple of mouthfuls, and changed his face back again, reluctantly stopping the desire to kill Qi Wuyuan.

In the eyes of the players, this series of actions turned into Xiaofeng's active posting to Qi Wuyuan and Qi Wuyuan's snack feeding. This kind of intimate interaction makes people vigilant.

Qi Wuyuan remained expressionless, letting the blood on Xiaofeng's body stain his clothes.

He sat on the chair calmly. Compared with the parents who had just gone crazy, even though their appearance had returned to normal, but their heads were still wet, Qi Wuyuan's demeanor became more mysterious and calm.

The progress of the dungeon has just begun, and the players can't figure out Qi Wuyuan's behavior, so they have to work hard to be vigilant against him.

Qi Wuyuan just raised the corners of his mouth, but did not expose their misunderstanding.

He doesn't want the players to know his true identity.

Qi Wuyuan did not forget the sentence on the memo.

Not only did Xiaofeng want to kill him, he also wanted to kill Xiaofeng.

It seems that he is conniving and managing Xiaofeng as a guardian.

In fact, they are looking for opportunities.

Qi Wuyuan thinks Xiaofeng is cute, which doesn't conflict with his desire to kill Xiaofeng.

Fortunately, Xiaofeng disappeared soon after eating, and did not stay by Qi Wuyuan's side for long.

[Absolutely, why do I always have the illusion that Yuan Zai is the BOSS when I watch the live broadcast! ]

[This kind of oppressive aura can only be said that the anchor is worthy of being a rookie monster. ]

[Am I just curious about the content of this dungeon?Are there any local tyrants or rich women who go to the database to look up relevant information. ]

……

[I checked the database, and I can only say that it is Yuan Zai, and the dungeons I encountered are strange enough. ]

[Haha grabbed the barrage in front of me, and I also went to the database to find the information of this dungeon, I didn’t expect that Xiaofeng’s plot behind it would be so ruthless. ]

After reading the information, the two only spoke half of what they said on the bullet screen, which aroused the curiosity of many players who were struggling with points.

For a while, the number of bullet screens in Qi Wuyuan's live broadcast room became more and more, and the audience discussed it very lively.

Qi Wuyuan raised his eyes and saw Hao Juncai standing on the podium, just watching him secretly, not even doing the most basic teaching work.

A trace of doubt flashed across Qi Wuyuan's eyes, he looked at Hao Juncai, and said two words faintly from his mouth: "Let's go to class."

Qi Wuyuan's voice was not loud, but it was enough for everyone in the classroom to hear clearly, everyone, whether it was NPC or NPC, all calm down and obediently.

After Qi Wuyuan changed himself for five thousand hours, the obvious sickness on his face was suppressed a lot.

Now when others see him, at most they will think that he is weak and pale, and he will no longer look half-dead like before. At that time, even Yuyu was worried whether he would suddenly expose shoot.

After a lot of illness, Qi Wuyuan's special temperament that had been covered up began to gradually reveal.

The large amount of pure yin energy nourished in the body subconsciously made Qi Wuyuan's cold temperament even thicker, and just a random look in his eyes made people silence.

Qi Wuyuan's indifferent and detached appearance makes people afraid of disturbing the boss, and subconsciously wants to obey his opinion.

After hearing Qi Wuyuan's words, Hao Juncai reacted immediately: "Okay, let's start class now."

After experiencing an encounter with Xie Xing, Hao Juncai now has a lot of psychological shadow on this dungeon.

In his life, he never thought about how he would survive in the dungeon if he couldn't use the props.

Hao Juncai's teaching from his uncle has always been that he can take whatever he wants.

When Hao Juncai wanted to buy something when he was young, Qian Rong would buy it for him without saying a word.

Later, Hao Juncai entered the fourth world and became a player.

As long as his uncle is around, he will never have to think about any harsh issues. Anyway, there are props given to him by his uncle to use.

Hao Juncai was worried that Qi Wuyuan would also use Xie Xing's similar tricks, because he was afraid that after offending Qi Wuyuan, he would be messed up again and lose face in his live broadcast room.

As soon as Qi Wuyuan urged, Hao Juncai obediently listened to the words of this seemingly powerful NPC, and began to teach the children.

Painting class has officially started.

Hao Juncai has never learned to paint, nor has he had the experience of teaching others how to paint.

But none of the homeowners and students in the classroom expressed any dissatisfaction with the class content that Hao Juncai bit the bullet and made up.

He cares about his lateness, but he is extra blind and tolerant when he is not doing well in class.

Hao Juncai scolded the parents who were staring at him a few more words in his heart.

Fortunately, Hao Juncai knows how to fold a simple small paper boat, and there are also materials in the classroom.

In the first half of the class, he can also teach the children to make origami boats to cope with it.

But as soon as the second half of the class started, Hao Juncai's method couldn't be more perfunctory.

During the break between classes, the children chatting together looked at Hao Juncai from time to time, their expressions eager to try and very excited.

Hao Juncai was annoyed immediately, knowing that he was about to be troubled.

Sure enough, as soon as the second half of the class started, two or three children sitting in the first row began to raise their hands one after another.

Hao Juncai called them up bravely and asked, "What's the matter, do you have any questions?"

All the students responded with an idea: "Teacher, we want to draw, not like origami."

"Teacher, tell us to draw, I want to draw little flowers."

"Yes, teacher, I also want to draw little flowers."

"Draw a little flower, draw a little flower!"

After having the first student who took the lead, all the other children shouted, except for Xiaofeng and Ruan Xiaoxiao.

Hao Juncai thought for a while, and felt that if it was just a simple thing like painting flowers, he would be able to do it.

"Okay, then let's draw little flowers."

Seeing that Hao Juncai agreed, Qi Wuyuan couldn't help worrying about his IQ.

How did this person become an intermediate player?

How stupid to be like this.

Before, the parents performed a monster that turned its head into a flower in front of the players.

Within an hour, the students had a strong desire to draw flowers.

Ruan Li squeezed the center of his brows, seeing Hao Juncai agreeing to the obviously fraudulent request without even thinking about it, this kind of thing can only be done if he has a long mind, he simply couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Ruan Li and Qi Wuyuan wanted to go together - how could there be such a stupid player.

Unlike Qi Wuyuan who calmly complained, Ruan Li was much more anxious for Hao Juncai.

It wasn't that Ruan Li cared much about Hao Juncai, but mainly because his younger sister, Ruan Xiaoxiao, was still sitting and drawing with those students.

Ruan Li's face was not limited, but his body was tense and he was ready.

Seeing that Hao Juncai agreed, the students who had been pestering him all cheered happily.

"Okay, you can draw little flowers!"

"Teacher, let's start painting from you, and teach us after you finish painting."

Hao Juncai thought it was easy, he picked up a black whiteboard pen, drew a few random strokes on the whiteboard and drew a rough flower.

"The teacher finished drawing, let the students draw next, okay?"

With a stiff smile on his face, and under the pressure of a broken personality, he had to speak softly to the students.

"No, the teacher drew it wrong!"

Unexpectedly, when Hao Juncai finished speaking, the students began to refute him, and did not accept the little flower he had perfunctorily drawn on the whiteboard.

"The flowers the teacher drew are black, but the flowers we see are all red."

"That's right, teacher, you made a mistake, and you still need to color the little flower."

"Mr. Qian is so stupid, how can you not even figure out how to paint, how can you teach us how to draw!"

While talking, some students became anxious, and even blushed excitedly when they spoke to Hao Juncai.

After hearing what they said, Hao Juncai hurriedly found another red whiteboard marker, and filled the petals with red on the little flower he drew.

He turned around: "Isn't it all right now?"

Who knows, the students still shook their heads and said, "No, no!"

Hao Juncai was stunned, he scratched his head: "Students, what else do you think is wrong?"

All of a sudden, the students gave Hao Juncai the same answer in unison.

"The teacher should use drawing paper to draw small flowers."

"Then color his little flower picture on the drawing paper!"

Hao Juncai endured it in his heart, and he decided to do it again with this group of busy NPCs.

He picked up a piece of drawing paper from the podium next to him.

After Hao Juncai quickly drew a small flower on the drawing paper, he couldn't find any paints to color the small flower.

Whether it was oil pastels or watercolor paints, the paints that were everywhere just now disappeared when Hao Juncai was about to use them.

"Teacher, draw quickly."

But at this time, the students who had been staring at him began to echo and shout again.

"The flowers on the top of Xiaohua's head are red, and the body is green. Is it so difficult to draw?"

"It's time for the teacher to color your drawing."

"Teacher, why did you stop? Doesn't the teacher know how to draw?"

Other words are fine, but after Hao Juncai heard a sentence saying that he can't draw, he immediately refuted it excitedly.

Hao Juncai is still very concerned about this kind of problem involving the degree of life collapse.

"Yes, of course the teacher can draw! It's not because I can't find the paint that I didn't draw..."

Before Hao Juncai could speak, a student interrupted him: "Teacher, we have paint, why don't we have paint?"

The students refuted Hao Juncai, and the adults sitting in the parents' area with their children also looked at Hao Juncai directly.

A male student sitting in the first row made a suggestion to Hao Juncai.

He said to Hao Juncai: "Teacher, let me tell you a way to make paint."

"Did you see that corner? It's Xiaofeng sitting on the far side."

The innocent and pure malice was exposed from the eyes of the male classmate.

"Student Xiaofeng is a coward who doesn't dare to say a word. Since teacher, you need to use red paint to color the little flower you drew..."

"Then why don't you try using Xiaofeng's blood as a paint?"

You only need to use a utility knife to draw a few knives on Xiaofeng's arm, and you can get a red paint made of blood. After the painted flower is painted, it will turn into a special dark red color.

They like to draw like this every time.

The little flowers drawn in this way are beautiful.