Inhuman World Front Desk Reception

Linlan No. [-] Middle School, the name is not obvious, it is actually a private high school for nobles, the kind of real noble high school, the teachers are often high-achieving students who graduated from the Ivy League, and the students have to study abroad in addition to the cultural courses required for the normal college entrance examination Needed English training, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting for self-cultivation, and even equestrian and fencing.

So at the beginning of this semester, Class [-] of the third year found out that they had suddenly parachuted a new head teacher, which was incredible.

Let’s not talk about how strict their aristocratic school’s requirements for teachers are. Even ordinary public high schools are not allowed to change teachers easily until the third year of high school. The main reason is to consider that students have adapted to a teacher. kind of problem.

"What is the background of the new teacher?"

During the break, the students talked a lot. It was the principal and the grade director who came to say it in person. It was not a discussion. They didn't give any notice to the parents of the students who are elites from all walks of life. They just said that they would change, and they would arrive tomorrow.

"Hush... Let me tell you..." A girl waved her hands in a serious manner, everyone surrounded their heads, and the girl said mysteriously, "I found out, the new teacher is called Xie Yun, and it is said that people with high education are also handsome, And not an ordinary teacher..."

"Which teacher in our school is average?" Someone interrupted immediately.

"It's not ordinary in that sense." The girl was not annoyed, and lowered her voice, "Have you all forgotten what happened last semester... I heard that the new teacher is actually here to drive out ghosts!"

Everyone rubbed the goosebumps on their arms in unison, keeping secrets about last semester, but a voice suddenly said:

"Hey classmate, I just transferred here, last semester—what happened last semester, tell me about it?"

Everyone turned their heads together, and in the corner was a new student who just transferred today, and no one in the class had a word with him.This new transfer student really doesn't fit the temperament of this high school, he looks——everyone chooses words carefully—

Very ordinary, ordinary over the top, compared to the small suit-style school uniforms of aristocratic schools, his temperament is more suitable for wearing a sportswear school uniform that looks like a big sack, and then ignores the world's affairs and concentrates on math problems.

"You..." The students were a little silent.

The transfer student didn't see the scrutiny in the eyes of the students at all, and said excitedly to himself: "Hey, what kind of ghosts are going on here, tell me about it?"

The tall and tall sports committee member Ge Tiantian couldn't help it: "I said, what do your parents think, why did you transfer you to our school, and don't even look at it—"

"Ge Tiantian!" Zhou Tian, ​​the girl who spoke first, interrupted him, "Since Fang Xiaonian is here, he is a member of our class."

"But, he doesn't understand anything." Ge Tiantian said unceremoniously, "If your parents suddenly bought a lottery ticket and won the prize, I think you should go back to normal high school. This place is not suitable for you."

When he was talking, he shook his wrists, and a large dial was exposed from under the suit. Fang Xiaonian gritted his teeth - even if he didn't know luxury brands, just by the brilliance, he knew the price was not cheap.

It really refreshes the worldview. When Fang Xiaonian was alive, he went to a high school where everyone wore a big bag and was busy doing math problems!

It turns out that there are still high schools in the world that study and read world classics every morning, directly learn calculus and infinite matrices in mathematics, perform original Shakespeare in English class, write ancient Chinese silently in lowercase letters in Chinese class, and play golf and horseback riding in physical education class?

Have I time-traveled into some wealthy novel? ——Fang Xiaonian looked confused.

However, He Jinnian, who sent him here, told Fang Xiaonian that he had attended the junior high school here before. The real elite education has a full schedule from [-]:[-] in the morning to [-]:[-] in the evening. Do you think the rich second generation eat, drink and drive sports cars at home?Wrong, the second generation of true elites have to prepare for the college entrance examination every day to go abroad. They must be familiar with traditional culture and Western philosophy. If nothing else, they must develop morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor in an all-round way. They can ride horses, paint oil paintings, and cook on weekends In the second class, if you go abroad to study in the future, you can bring your high-end Chinese food cooking skills to kill your foreign roommates.

Tired, so tired, Fang Xiaonian covered his heart - he is now a rich second generation, why can't he concentrate on eating, drinking, having fun and making girls?

This matter is really a trap. Last month, the dead ghost cultivator was arrested, but the aftermath is not over yet. The ghost cultivator disrupted Yin and Yang with great fanfare. Although the order has been restored now, the influence of that time still remains in some places. A front desk operator assigned to the wechat group of practitioners sorts out abnormal situations in various places, and assigns a messenger to deal with them according to the evaluation level.

Haunted High School, regardless of the level of incidents, Qin Feng took the report, thought about it, and patted Fang Xiaonian's head kindly: "Xiaonian, after Chu Yu went to college, he didn't indulge in games anymore. Academics have also improved, which is enough to show that learning is necessary, and I think it's time for you to improve your academic qualifications."

Therefore, He Jinnian, that evil Nian beast whose soul has been corrupted by capitalism, ruthlessly arranged Fang Xiaonian into this expensive elite school in order to hug his eldest thigh so that he could take a wedding leave.

Bitter!Looking at the Shakespeare works in front of him, Fang Xiaonian felt bald.

However, there is still a part of this terrifying high school that Fang Xiaonian is very familiar with, and that is——Looking at the world, which high school is not haunted?

It's also interesting to say that schools are the easiest place to spread ghost stories. In Fang Xiaonian's previous high school, there were horror jokes such as "the female teacher's body is buried in the wall of the women's toilet". Later, the outdoor public toilets were demolished and smashed. Fang Xiaonian went to see the wall in person, and there was no female teacher's body at all, but he himself was caught by the female teacher who skipped class, carried her back by the collar and was punished to stand there.

Therefore, the rumors are mostly just rumors, but the reason why Fang Xiaonian is sitting in this classroom out of place is indeed because this high school is haunted.

And it's not easy to solve.

"Haunting, it's not just a ghost wandering around the school, grabbing a lucky kid for a tooth sacrifice." Fang Xiaonian said solemnly, unknowingly, the group of self-respecting elite second generations surrounded him, after all, they were still half-grown Child, no matter how mature and knowledgeable he is, his temperament will not be as stable as an old dog. Fang Xiaonian was attracted by a few words.

Fang Xiaonian said: "The kind of haunting where a fool makes noise all over the place is the lowest level of haunting. Just find a Taoist priest, no, you can calm down with someone who is full of yang. And the more elusive and unpredictable the haunting, the more It's hard. The hard part is—

[-]. What kind of ghosts are haunting, earthbound spirits or unjust death ghosts?

[-]. How many ghosts are haunting, is it a group haunting or a single brother committing the crime?

[-]. Why is it haunted, what is the appeal, the kind of haunting that is irrational is very low-level, there is no need to be afraid at all, it can nourish it if it hits a bubble of boy urine, but if it is carefully planned and done according to the plan , and the precise purpose of committing the crime..."

"This classmate, are you giving everyone a training class for errands?"

A clear and gentle voice suddenly interrupted Fang Xiaonian, who was in awe.

Everyone turned their heads together, and suddenly saw the fat headmaster leading a handsome young man with rimless glasses. The young man said the sentence just now. His long and narrow eyes were full of smiles, and there was a hint of scrutiny and warning. It meant that everyone stood up subconsciously, among them Fang Xiaonian was the one who stood the straightest.

The fat principal smiled enthusiastically: "Mr. Xie, this is Class [-], Senior Three."

The teacher surnamed Xie was holding a stack of books, tall and straight like a white jade-colored bamboo. Because summer and autumn alternate and the climate is changeable, he wore a long-sleeved white shirt, but rolled the cuffs up to his upper arms, revealing a graceful and smooth body. There is also a white bracelet on the forearm and wrist. I don't know what it is made of. It is wrapped around his raised wrist bone, and a small red tassel hangs down. The eyes of a few girls are very bright.

He smiled warmly, but with a kind of character cultivated in the rhyme of poetry, calligraphy and ink, he was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, neither humble nor overbearing, and politely thanked the principal.

The principal was even more polite than him, not only thanking him but also bowing.

"Wow, this is the new teacher... so handsome..."

"Doesn't it mean that the genius is here? My God, I knew it was so good-looking. I will put on light makeup and come to class today!"

"Is this a teacher's certificate for the face-to-face test?"

The students whispered: "Besides, you are so gentle and humorous. You don't get angry when you catch us talking nonsense, and you even joked that Fang Xiaonian is giving you a training class for errands, hahahahahaha..."

"Hey, you said...he really came...to solve that matter?"

"That matter... should have been resolved during the summer vacation. Everyone should be safe this semester, or can we come back to class?"

There was another whisper.

Fang Xiaonian was sweating profusely——last night, he was criticized by old A for not memorizing the errand workbook solidly, and today his mind is full of workbooks!

After the principal took Mr. Xie to identify the class, he was about to start math class, so he took him out again.

"Thank you, teacher." The headmaster wiped his sweat, "Look at what happened here, are you sure?"

Teacher Xie smiled and said, "Don't worry, we are recommended by the Celestial Masters Association. We have rich work experience, and you don't have to worry about the teaching progress. Didn't I show you my teacher qualification certificate?"

The principal kept holding Mr. Xie's hand. This Mr. Xie looked to be around 20 years old, and his appearance was more suitable for developing the entertainment industry rather than the ghost hunting industry. The well-known Miaolian Temple all failed.

At that time, when the priests ran away from the school, their faces were pale, their eyes were black and blue, their clothes were messy and tattered, and they almost collapsed. They looked horrific. The next day, the Tianshi Association classified the haunting incident of Linlan High School as a high-risk incident, saying It can only be solved by dispatching the highest level of professionals.

In the end, what came was a young man in his twenties, gentle, dressed in a clean and simple white shirt, like a scholar.

"Mr. Principal, would you like to tell me what you know?" Teacher Xie asked softly.

The principal was always unconsciously nervous in front of this teacher Xie, he swallowed: "Okay, okay, things usually happen at night, but we high-level faculty members, for some reason, are always avoided. So I really haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I generally know that things are like this..."

when - when - when -

Fang Xiaonian jumped up from the bed and said, what the hell is this high school, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, after less than an hour of sleep, the class bell rang?Let people live?

wrong!Fang Xiaonian was startled—how can there be a normal high school class at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?

Noble High School deserves to be called Noble High School. The dormitories are suites, one for one person, one for four, with a living room in the middle. Fang Xiaonian scratched his chicken coop when he heard a strange sound coming from the living room.

"Hey you guys—I'll go!" Fang Xiaonian jumped three feet as soon as he opened the door.

The roommate in the dormitory turned his head. In the darkness, his eyes were shining blue, and his face was expressionless, obviously bewitched by ghosts.

He is packing his schoolbag.

"you--"

"Don't sleep, class is on. Don't be late." The roommate's voice was flat and waveless. After speaking, he raised the volume, "We are going to be late, everyone hurry up."

Click, click, the other two doors of the dormitory rang, and two shivering roommates came out from inside, one of them covered his mouth and his calf was shaking.

Fang Xiaonian hurried over: "You two, do you still remember who you are and who I am?"

The eyes of these two roommates were shining with tears, but it was definitely not blue, and they said in a desperate tone: "Again, here again... Every night, some students randomly, randomly turn into that kind of blue-eyed monster, urging everyone to attend class, It started last semester, the first time we thought it was a prank, and it happened again a month later, and then the frequency became higher and higher...and now...almost once every two days..."

Another roommate was clutching his schoolbag, knocking his upper and lower teeth together, making a rattling sound: "Last semester, the end of the semester...we tried to keep everyone from sleeping, see to the end...what's going on..."

Fang Xiaonian shook his head, and sure enough, his roommate gasped in despair: "It's a good thing to say, but when he turned his head, a pair of blue eyes stared over—"

"The teacher comforted us and said that it was a night trip under the pressure of study. Who the hell would believe that!"

"Student, it's time for class, it's not good to be late." The blue-eyed boy suddenly approached quietly.

"Ah!" The two roommates jumped up suddenly, "Go, go, go right away!"

The blue-eyed boy showed a stiff smile: "Let's go."

Fang Xiaonian tilted his head: "Then what if we don't go?"

Two roommates rushed forward to cover his mouth, while the blue-eyed boy paused all over, turned his back to them, his hair made a clicking sound, and he turned directly from his neck, baring his fine fangs, revealing a strange expression. Extremely excited smile:

"Are you going to skip class?"

The author has something to say:

Qin Feng: Go, student Fang, study hard and make progress every day!

Fang Xiaonian: Goodgoodstudy, daydayup!

Qin Feng: As far as your English is concerned, you can repeat the third year of high school for me.