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

Hao Juncai was stopped by Qi Wuyuan's words.

Just when he thought he was about to die when he was suspected by the NPC.

Qi Wuyuan suddenly chuckled: "I'm just joking."

"It's getting late for class, let's go."

Hao Juncai's heart was pounding, until Qi Wuyuan and Xiaofeng passed by him first and was about to walk out of the corridor, Hao Juncai slowly recovered.

He panted heavily, and immediately after recovering, he followed the Ruan brothers and sisters who were not deliberately waiting for him, and walked towards Xingfu Middle School together.

After a few people crossed the road and walked for about 5 minutes, they came to the gate of Xingfu Middle School.

Ever since Qi Wuyuan knew that he was a school doctor, he had already written down the address of his workplace.

The distance between Xingfu Community and Xingfu Middle School is very close, and the address is not difficult to remember.

The Ruan brothers and sisters also memorized the address early and walked on the road with ease.

Only Hao Juncai, who knew nothing, followed them silently and was taken to Xingfu Middle School.

Hao Juncai huddled at the back and looked at the gate of Xingfu Middle School uneasily, and the audience who were still squatting in his live broadcast room watching jokes could hardly bear to see him like this.

[Speechless, I really doubt Hao's IQ, and I have already written "I don't know anything when I come to this place for the first time" on my face. ]

[Did he forget his teacher Qian character design?Even if it's a teacher of an interest class, it doesn't make sense that he hasn't been to the middle school where Xiaofeng attended, right? ]

[It can only be said that Hao Neng has lived until now, and every prop in his hand is responsible. ]

[Laughing dead, the props indicate that this blame is not to be blamed. ]

[Hey, if you just give those props in his hand to a serious mid-level player, they can try to rush into the promotion copy of a high-level player. ]

Qi Wuyuan knew the address of Xingfu Middle School.

But he didn't know the exact location of Class [-] and Class [-] of junior high school.

It doesn't matter.

As a school doctor who has just entered the job, isn't it normal that I am not familiar with the distribution of classrooms in the school?

Qi Wuyuan thought casually that Ruan Li should know the location of the third class of junior one.

Ruan Li pushed his glasses, he knew for sure.

He had long thought that a situation like today might happen. In order to prevent the collapse of the design, he and Ruan Xiaoxiao wrote down the specific location of each building in Xingfu Middle School early.

During the school holidays, only a small passage on the far side of the school gate is open for entry and exit, and the small passage will be blocked when no one is passing by.

Anyone who wants to enter or leave the school has to ask the security guard to open the door.

Qi Wuyuan took Xiaofeng with one hand and knocked on the window of the security room next to the school gate.

The window was pushed open violently, and a security guard poked his head out: "What's the matter... Ah, it turned out to be Teacher Qi."

No matter whether it is the school doctor or the principal, they are collectively referred to as teachers by the security guards, and they can't make mistakes.

The security guard's impatient face immediately changed to a smiling face, and seeing Ruan Li and Hao Juncai following behind, he warmly greeted each of them: "Mr. Ruan, Mr. Qian, how are you?"

Without Qi Wuyuan talking too much, the security guard consciously pressed the button to open the door.

"Teachers, do you have something to do when you come to school?"

He completely ignored Xiaofeng and Ruan Xiaoxiao who were standing aside.

Qi Wuyuan didn't bother to answer, Ruan Li took the words naturally: "It's sort of."

Ruan Li stepped forward to talk to the security guard.

The windows of the security room facing the school gate were purposely opened high and small, so that you could not see other situations inside the house at all, Ruan Li took advantage of the situation and gave up observing the inside of the house without leaving a trace.

But he still easily saw the job card hanging on the security guard's clothes in front of him.

There was a security guard's photo, name and job number on the work card, so he asked, "Xiao Sun, are there any other parents coming to the school today?"

Xiao Sun rubbed his head and said with a naive smile: "Other parents? No, let alone today. It's a holiday these days, and there is no family room in the school. We may not be able to come to a few people in a day. We are very leisurely." .”

Ruan Li smiled with satisfaction: "That's it, thank you Xiao Sun."

"We're going to do business first, so we won't bother you."

Xiao Sun waved to them: "Alright, the teachers are busy."

After seeing Qi Wuyuan and his group walking far away into the school, Xiao Sun closed the window, and his expression instantly collapsed.

He sat back in his seat with a sulky face, and said to another security guard sitting in the room who was busy with his hands, "I'm so annoying, that little white-faced school doctor just knocked on the window suddenly, it scared me to death."

Xiao Sun murmured, "Going to school even after the holidays, isn't that mentally ill? Those teachers."

With one point of complaint, Xiao Sun even brought out more of his dissatisfaction: "You also said that there are fewer people during the school holidays, and you make things outside during the day, so I say this is too bold, you I still don't believe it."

"Look, if I hadn't reacted fast enough, they would have discovered..."

Another voice finally couldn't bear Xiao Sun's complaints, and said loudly: "Okay, enough is enough."

Another security guard sitting in the room was stringing something in his hand, and he interrupted Xiao Sun's mouth that kept talking.

Taking a closer look, the security guard's face was exactly the same as the No. [-] brawny man killed by Hao Juncai.

No, not just the face.

'He' just used someone else's shell.

Although the corpse of the strong man No. [-] has been crushed to pieces, after "recycling", it is still good enough to use.

'He' has just gotten used to his new body, and he keeps injecting things in his hands: "It's better to get this batch of goods right after complaining so much."

"The principal is still waiting for something. Don't forget that your scapegoat has disappeared and hasn't been found yet."

Being poked at the pain point, Xiao Sun stopped talking, and silently picked up a piece of off-white flesh the size of half a fist and a syringe.

The syringe was filled with a transparent unknown liquid. After he injected all the liquid in a syringe into the meat, the flower buds were completed.

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Classes [-] and [-] of junior high school are on the first floor of the third teaching building, and the location is fairly easy to find.

When the Ruan brothers and sisters brought Qi Wuyuan and the others into the classroom, it was only 09 minutes before the class started at 30:2.

Except for the parent whose head was taken by Qi Wuyuan and the child who ran away.The other students and parents in the interest class have all sat in the classroom.

The parents sat in the three rows at the back, and the students sat in the front three rows at a table for each person. The positions of Xiaofeng and Ruan Xiaoxiao remained basically the same, and were vacated by the students.

Seeing several people walking into the classroom on time before 09:30, the parents sitting in the parents' area inevitably showed regretful expressions.

Qi Wuyuan led Xiaofeng to his seat, took out the painting tools, and sat in the third row from the bottom.

There are empty seats on both sides of him, and no parent wants to sit next to him.

Only Ruan Li insisted on sitting with Qi Wuyuan.

The human head flowers have a psychological shadow on Qi Wuyuan.

Compared with these monsters with human heads and flowers that make people lose their value after showing their original faces, Ruan Li really would rather sit with Qi Wuyuan who looks too normal.

As soon as a few people sat down, it was time for class.

As the more formal class bell rang in the school, Hao Juncai stepped onto the podium and began to teach new origami skills.

Although it was a temporary classroom, the things on the podium were exactly the same as those in the drawing room, enough for Hao Juncai to use local materials for class.

Although his mental state is not very good, but fortunately, it is the third time to teach art class to the students, Hao Juncai got used to it a little and there is no mistake.

After successfully teaching how to fold frogs in the first half of the class, the second half of the class came to the part of drawing small flowers that made Hao Juncai gradually numb.

When Hao Juncai saw the students taking out their drawing papers and staring at him eagerly, he unconsciously thought in his heart—here it is, and indeed it is again.

Hao Juncai was no longer surprised when the students proposed to draw Xiaohua for the third time.

This time he didn't even resist, he picked up the utility knife and let himself bleed.

A third scar appeared on his arm.

In less than 2 minutes, Hao Juncai "painted" a new flower on his drawing paper.

After seeing the paintings demonstrated by Hao Juncai, the students applauded and praised him enthusiastically, and at the same time bled blood on their arms.

They no longer went to their parents to cut their skins and asked for the transparent liquid from their parents' bodies. This time they only used their own blood.

It's just that the red paint without the "support" of the transparent liquid looks very hip.

After the students finished drawing their little flowers, they just painted with the prepared red paint. Blood inexplicably seeped out of the drawing paper and slid across the line draft. They were not submissive at all. The harder they painted, the more wrinkled the drawing paper was. .

There is no way to compare it with the human head flower drawn yesterday, and it is impossible to tell what the painting is. The level of the students has regressed rapidly, and it is really overturned.

The expressions on the faces of the students became more and more irritable when they saw that their flowers were not painted successfully.

Draw again.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was cut again with a utility knife, and more blood flowed from the students' arms.

No, it's still not good.

Continue to draw blood.

The third drawing paper overturned again.

The children's faces were ferocious, their eyes were red with anxiety, and they once again slashed longer and deeper wounds on their hands, and stubbornly squeezed out more blood on the paint plate.

After losing the strange transparent blood support of their parents, none of them could successfully draw human heads.

Even Ruan Xiaoxiao was a little uncontrollably affected and became irritable when she was painting in such an atmosphere.

She was stealthily yesterday, and the other students had already obtained the transparent liquid from the parents, mixed the prepared blood paint, and then finished the painting.

All the students failed to draw the little flowers today, and it doesn't matter who she stole.

Xiaofeng did draw the human head flower yesterday without using any red paint.

But until the last moment, Ruan Xiaoxiao will not take the greatest risk to try to steal Xiaofeng's paint.

Even Xiaofeng is now blind.

The students were anxious, and Hao Juncai was even more anxious.

It is now almost 10 minutes past the original get out of class time.

The students who did not draw the little flowers had no desire to leave at all, and they simply showed the momentum of "If you can't draw flowers, you will never leave".

Hao Juncai glanced at the time irritably, and just tentatively asked if he should dismiss the get out of class, but the students all stared back at him.

The students ignored Hao Juncai, and just started drawing slowly over and over again to compete for speed.

It seems that whoever draws a successful little flower first will get some good rewards.

The atmosphere among the parents also gradually became lively, except for Qi Wuyuan, who was resting with his chin resting with one hand, they all stood up to cheer for their children.

Even Ruan Li was forced to stand up and give Ruan Xiaoxiao a few cheers in order to get along with the group.

Almost frightened, Ruan Xiaoxiao's hands trembled and the lines turned.

Her brother yelled very well, so don't yell again next time.

Not only is Qi Wuyuan's style of painting different from that of the entire parents' area, Xiaofeng has also ignored all kinds of noise from the outside world.

Even though he couldn't see, he was still quietly insisting on painting.

Xiaofeng really likes to draw.

From the time he first picked up the paintbrush, the sunshine appeared in his heart for the first time.

It's just that Xiaofeng's drawing speed is much slower than when the eyes can still see it.

When the other students had finished painting the fifth and sixth times in despair... even those who were fast were already starting the seventh or eighth times indiscriminately, the sound of Xiaofeng suddenly sounded in the classroom.

"Teacher... I finished the drawing."

After hearing Xiaofeng's voice, the entire classroom fell silent instantly, and all kinds of sounds disappeared.

The students looked at Xiaofeng in disbelief.

What's more, they retorted bluntly: "Impossible, you are obviously blind!"

"That's right, why are you so good at drawing when you're blind!"

The Patriarch of the parent's area originally wanted to choke, but they were concerned about Qi Wuyuan's actions yesterday, so they suppressed what they wanted to say.

Hao Juncai didn't care about these things, now he was moved to tears when he heard Xiaofeng's voice - someone finished the painting, which meant that he could finally have an excuse to leave get out of class.

Even if it was a copy boss who said this.

"Student Xiaofeng finished the drawing, right? Hurry up and hold it up for us to see."

After hearing Hao Juncai's words, Xiaofeng fumbled to pick up the drawing paper.

Although he couldn't see anything, the drawing paper picked up by Xiaofeng looked a little crooked, but it didn't affect other people's ability to see the contents of the painting at all.

Compared with yesterday's human head flower, the fineness is more perfect, and the degree of completion of the painting is even more frightening. It is the best work among the few paintings that Xiaofeng has painted in the past few days.

The human head flower that seems to be broken from the paper in the next second and comes to the real world to attack human beings is vivid on the drawing paper.

From the human skin to the expression, the spiky teeth in the open bright red mouth, the distorted direction of the entire skeleton, and the shape of the monster's body, without exception, all of them are exactly the same as the human head flowers created by the parents.

No, the logical relationship does not have to be this.

If Qi Wuyuan analyzed it, he felt that the causal relationship should be——

The human head flower conjured up by the parents is exactly the same as Xiaofeng's painting.

Not only is the human head flower drawn more and more powerful, but even the background on the drawing paper is different from before.

Xiaofeng just drew a human head flower on the paper a few days ago, the rest of the paper was blank, without drawing any background.

But this time is different.

Xiaofeng carefully drew a background full of details on the drawing paper without being able to see it with his eyes.

Qi Wuyuan opened his eyes as early as Xiaofeng opened his mouth.

He carefully looked at Xiaofeng's painting, and discovered another message in the painting earlier than anyone else:

This human head flower has an identity.

Although the upper body as a "flower handle" is only wearing the most common white shirt, the head distorted into a "flower" can no longer distinguish the broken facial features.

But the identity of this human head flower is all revealed by the background on the drawing paper.

The dark-toned background compresses the gray scale of the whole painting to a clever critical point, making people subconsciously focus on the human head flower.

It looks like a large black background, but if you look closely, you can see the podium, desks and even the utility knives on each table in the happy painting room.

There is a row of broken glass windows on the edge of the drawing paper, and the classroom is very messy, which vividly shows the scene of the house being destroyed by violence.

The background of this painting is dark in tone at first glance, and all the details shown on closer inspection are dilapidated painting studios, which makes the whole painting feel dull and uncomfortable, which makes people feel depressed.

Combining the background and the dress of the human head flower in the painting, it is not difficult to guess the identity of this human head flower—Teacher Qian.

In other words, it could also be Hao Juncai.

It took Xiaofeng more than 40 minutes to draw such a picture.

Not surprisingly, Xiaofeng is a painting genius.

Before seeing the painting, the students who were clamoring for blind people to draw, blushed in embarrassment after seeing Xiaofeng's painting, fell silent and stopped talking.

Their paintings are nothing compared to Xiaofeng.

Not even with the help of parents.

No one can draw a better human head flower than Xiaofeng.

Some students couldn't accept this result, so they sat in their seats and cried and cursed angrily: "Whoa, the principal will like him, don't let that trash be selected!"

Another desperately scratched his hand with a utility knife, bleeding gurglingly.

"Why is it him, why is it him..."

Ruan Xiaoxiao is the person closest to the drawing paper that Xiaofeng held up.

When Xiaofeng held up the drawing paper, she subconsciously looked at the drawing paper.

Unexpectedly, she found something unusual on the drawing paper as soon as she saw it.

Ruan Xiaoxiao is not sure if she is hallucinating.

She blinked and continued to stare at the human head flower on the drawing paper.

After a few minutes - see clearly!

Not her illusion.

Ruan Xiaoxiao saw the human body flower on Xiaofeng's drawing paper move slowly!

In the opened "petals", the eyeballs turned into stamens changed their posture when people didn't notice.

The hairs on Ruan Xiaoxiao's back stood erect, before he could find an excuse to get out of his seat, two voices came from outside the door from far to near.

Xie Xing stood at the corner of the first floor of the teaching building and met the principal who was walking towards him.

The chubby headmaster was wearing a black suit and looked kind and friendly.

Xie Xing joked: "Hey, it's all on vacation, what wind brought the principal back?"

The two talked while walking, and the principal took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Doctor Xie, what a coincidence that you are here too. I went to look for a student in the third class of junior high school."

"His name is Xiaofeng."

After finishing speaking, the two of them had already walked to the door of the classroom of Class [-] and Class [-] of junior high school.

The principal knocked politely on the open front door of the classroom, and said to Xiaofeng whose face was still covered with bandages: "Are you Xiaofeng?"

He said softly and kindly: "Can you go to the principal's office with me? I think your paintings are very good."

Tsk, Xiaofeng only showed his painting once before, and the principal followed behind.

Qi Wuyuan stood up and casually walked in front of Xiaofeng, blocking the principal's sight.

"I am his guardian."

"To go is to go to the office with you."