When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Su Yuan always felt that the smiling boy looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a while.

However, his figure was not taller than Liu Wuhuan.

If we use boxing to describe it, they should be players of the same weight class.

If he can bully Liu Wuhuan, what about others?

"Last time, you told me that there was an investment project, and asked me to invest 2.5 yuan in you to buy a bottle of Dongpeng. If I won the prize, you should give me the bottle cap."

"Last week, Wallace held an event, 10 yuan for three hamburgers, I paid 7 yuan and got two hamburgers, you said you would give me 1 yuan to let you take a bite, but you bit off half of it..."

Liu Wuhuan talked nonstop, and Su Yuan laughed dryly after listening: "Who makes us good friends?"

At this time, the younger sister floated over and said faintly: "Brother, I feel like he is talking about you~"

Su Yuan glared at her and said with his mouth: "You fart!"

These things can't be said to be bad character, but it shows that the relationship between the two is good.

At this time, crisp footsteps came from the corridor, and a tall figure stopped at the door of the classroom.

"Wuhuan..." Su Yuan wanted to ask other questions, but was interrupted by him.

"Shh!" Liu Wuhuan raised his finger to his mouth, looking panicked: "Kunxiong, stop talking, this is Teacher Wang's class!"

"Teacher Wang?"

Su Yuan wanted to ask, who is Teacher Wang, why bother him?

But suddenly, he saw the bone-chilling fear in the other's eyes.

Liu Wuhuan shook his head at Su Yuan again, signaling him not to speak.

At the same time, the classroom, which was originally a little noisy, suddenly became quiet and silent.

The students around him straightened their backs one by one, with serious faces, as if they were participating in a military parade.

"It's completely different from the big back hair just now. Who is this Teacher Wang?" Su Yuan thought to himself.

Dreams are projections of reality. This Teacher Wang should be a very fierce person on weekdays.

But how fierce could he be to make Liu Wuhuan so scared in his dream?

While thinking, a young male teacher with a height of nearly 1.9 meters, a straight and strong figure, and wearing a white T-shirt walked into the classroom.

"Is this Teacher Wang?"

Su Yuan took a look at him. In terms of figure, he was a little close to Fushiguro Shier in Jujutsu Kaisen.

Teacher Wang had no expression on his face. After a faint glance at the classroom, he started the class directly.

This was a history class.

"Except that he was a little strong, he didn't feel that scary. The only sense of disobedience was that he didn't teach physical education... No!"

Su Yuan carefully recalled the memories in his mind, but he didn't find any information about this Teacher Wang.

You know, there are only a few teachers in a grade, and he can basically call them by name, and even gave them all nicknames.

Besides, Teacher Wang's figure is so conspicuous that he will never forget it even if he has only met him once.

Another missing person?

Su Yuan suddenly felt a little strange about this school where he had studied for nearly three years.

He glanced out the window. Judging from the sun, it was about three or four in the afternoon.

He had to get more information before it got dark.

Teacher Wang's class was very boring, but no one dared to sleep or make noise in class.

Su Yuan didn't dare to force Liu Wuhuan to chat, so he could only wait quietly for the get out of class to end.

At this moment, something suddenly flew up from behind, hit Liu Wuhuan on the head, and then fell to the ground.

Su Yuan looked down and saw that it was a black ballpoint pen.

Liu Wuhuan seemed to have gotten used to it. He didn't even turn his head and continued to look at the blackboard with concentration.

Su Yuan turned his head slightly and glanced at the side and back with his peripheral vision.

The boy who patted Liu Wuhuan's head just now was sitting in his seat and laughing.

It's him again?

It's a bit too much.

The boy had dark skin and a mean smile, and Su Yuan felt more and more familiar with him.

"I remember." He finally had an impression.

The smiling boy was named Wu Linfeng, a famous person in the school during his freshman year.

Most students, at the beginning of the school year, would deliberately choose to leave an impression that they were not easy to mess with, so as to avoid being bullied in the next few years.

Wu Linfeng knew this well. He was just over 1.6 meters tall, with thin arms and legs, and a weak fighter. Not only was he not bullied, he also took the initiative to bully others.

He was able to do all this because of his momentum.

Once he had an argument with someone, he threatened to find his senior friends and teach them a lesson after school!

Cowardly students would be scared to death by him, but he would not take the initiative to provoke those who were more ruthless.

The most glorious deed was that he once scared a student who was two heads taller than him.Dare to come to school.

Su Yuan and him had met several times.

To be fair.

Wu Linfeng's acting skills are not inferior to that of the loud-voiced one who can only shout "Am I a human being?"

But at the end of the performance, he was already obsessed and could not distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Finally, the first student who resisted appeared and wrestled with him... No, he pressed him to the ground and beat him.

Wu Linfeng was very angry, his eyes were red, and he said: Don't leave after school, see you in the toilet!

The student was very nervous, but after waiting for three days, no trouble came.

Some people gradually realized that something was wrong. They said they would call people every day, but no one had ever seen the so-called "senior" friends.

Could this BYD be bragging?

Su Yuan didn't know much about what happened in the middle, but he only knew that Wu Linfeng was beaten to death and dropped out of school.

Seeing that Liu Wuhuan didn't react, Wu Linfeng became more aggressive and picked up an eraser and threw it at him.

Then came the bottle cap, paper ball, correction fluid, ruler...

Liu Wuhuan twisted his body a few times, still looking at the blackboard.

Su Yuan couldn't see the expression on his face, but who wouldn't be angry in this situation?

Su Yuan originally planned to watch for a while, but when he saw another thing thrown by Wu Linfeng, he couldn't sit still.

He reached out and caught the sharp object flying towards the back of Liu Wuhuan's head in mid-air.

Su Yuan took it and took a look.

TM, it was actually a compass.

"This is not a joke."

Liu Wuhuan also saw the compass in his hand and touched the back of his head with some fear.

"Axiong, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Su Yuan's face sank slightly.

I wonder if he can kill people in this dream?

People who throw compasses as toys are definitely a hidden danger.

He was planning how to give Wu Linfeng some love education, but suddenly found that the classroom became quiet and all the classmates looked at him.

Teacher Wang stood on the podium and said expressionlessly: "Liu Wuhuan, what's the matter?"

Obviously, the noise just now had caught his attention.

"I, I'm fine, teacher." Liu Wuhuan, who was called, seemed very nervous and could not speak clearly.