【This is really…】

[I have to admit that the memory and observation skills of academic masters are good!]

[Can you remember this detail just by taking a look?] 9527 tsk, the small light group floated to the places Pei Fang said, looked carefully, and for a moment, he said in surprise: [Sister Rao, he was right, it was all true, there were no omissions at all!]

【so……】

He is so awesome!

[There is not much ghost energy left in Changle Ghost King!] Xiao Rao responded, without gossip, but thought solemnly. At the beginning of the game, the arrangement of the Little Red Building was so exquisite that it could be called flawless. Such a tall building with hundreds of rooms could be perfect in the illusion, but now...

Pei Fang saw so many flaws in a simple classroom.

It is obvious that the long, face-hugging insect, the King of Ghosts no longer has the power to support the illusion. Only by using the impressions in the minds of the students can we make up for dissatisfaction, which has led to this situation of four non-sympathy.

Of course, after so much loss, it is completely normal for him to reduce his cultivation. Now, he probably only has...

[It's a little stronger than the evil ghost!] Xiao Rao, who is also on the ghost cultivation route, accurately judged the current situation of the long, face-cuffing insect, and Le Ghost King. She pinched her chin and thought, [It's probably equivalent to two pen immortals!]

【I think it can be a fight!】

The most fundamental reason why she followed the rules of Chang, Face-Hugging Worm and Le Ghost King, and what kind of ghost game she played was nothing more than that she could not beat him and was afraid of casualties. But now, Chang, Face-Hugging Worm, Le Ghost King's strength has been greatly reduced!

Even without her, Pei Fang alone could do it.

Let’s learn about the blood-stained "Holding a Girl in Your Arms"?

With absolute strength, why do you need to play any ‘game’? Now, the only thing you need to consider is these teachers possessed by ghosts!

They have to keep their bodies.

Xiao Rao was thinking, but suddenly, several pieces of chalk fell from the sky, and directly hit Yiwenle, Wanbao, Pei Fang and Xiao Rao in the heads of the heads of the sky with the scattering flowers!

"Don't talk in class!"

On the desk, the head teacher said in a gloomy tone, holding a textbook in his hand, and a thick stack of test papers were placed in the lecture hall.

Xiao Rao:...

Pei Fang:...

Wanbao:...

Evanle:...

Well, it’s their class teacher, it’s true, it’s their 'this yearning'. It depends on how accurate this fan plays!

"Today, let's take a look at the model exam and touch everyone's bottom. The students in the first row will pass the papers down. You are not allowed to whisper or plagiarize..."

The class master spoke loudly and handed the paper to the students in the first row.

classmate:……

Passing the papers back in a daze and skillful manner.

In rows, the papers were delivered to Xiao Rao and others. She lowered her head to read. It was a Chinese test paper with only two pages and not much content, but it had reading comprehension and composition.

Ahhh!

The dead high school composition suddenly attacked me!

Looking at the composition of this topic, Xiao Rao suddenly had the urge to face the long-term, face-hugging insect, Le Guiwang than to take the exam.

"Today's exam lasts 50 minutes, and it is not allowed to hand in advance, and..." The head teacher suddenly sang loudly, grinned, showing a gloomy and bloodthirsty smile. He lowered his voice and said coldly: "The average score of our class must reach 150 points!"

"otherwise!"

"You don't have to exist."

"The rules of our school are that students who do not study well are not allowed to exist. The student's duty is to study!"

"You have one year left, and you are about to take the college entrance examination. No day can be wasted. Therefore, if the college entrance examination score is 750, you must also get 750!"

"After my exam, there will be an English teacher and a math teacher..."

"You must get full marks in every subject. This is the student that teachers are proud of, the talents of our school, and the foundation for your foothold!"

The class teacher was passionate, and the students below looked at each other.

"How many?"

"150? Do we need to get full marks in high school Chinese?"

"No!! Is it possible to get full marks in Chinese?"

"We have to continue taking the exam? Mathematics, English, etc., and we also need to get full marks. The total score is 750, and we have to get full marks. That means we can't lose a single point?"

"What are you thinking? Did you eat the wrong thing in the old class?"

"Why don't you go to God?"

The students broke out, and they all forgot the double fears of the head teacher and the ghost, and they all slapped. After all, 750 is so irritating!!

Moreover, you need to get a full score of 150 in Chinese. This is a Chinese with essays and reading comprehension!! High school Chinese?? What about kidding? I won’t talk about the composition. After all, there is Pei Fang’s “pervert” in full score essays. Just talking about reading comprehension? Nowadays, Chinese is the style of “over-understanding”, “self-inspiring”, and “one word to explain the eight meanings”?

Can anyone really get a full mark on ‘understanding’?

If he cut out the classical Chinese authors from the coffin and gave him a pen, he might not be able to "understand" his meaning?

"Old classmate, are you kidding, right?"

Wanbao blurted out.

"Students who do not get full marks are not worthy of staying in school and not waking up to survive!" The head teacher replied in a sinister voice.

The students were at a loss.

It was Xiao Rao who slowly raised half of his eyebrows, "Teacher, what kind of 'school' are you talking about?"

She asked slowly.

The head teacher focused his strange eyes beside her.

On the side, Evinle returned to Ping in a daze, "Rao Rao, we are from Changqing High School, what else can we learn..."

Before he finished speaking, the headmaster suddenly spoke and said in a cold tone: "We are Tingnan Ghost School, don't you remember?"

"Ghost, ghost school?"

The students were surprised and full of questions.

Teachers, classrooms, exams... These venues are so familiar, which leads them to instinctively think that they are still in Changqing High School, but...

What is Tingnan Ghost School?

Is there such a school in Changqing City? Moreover, the rules of this ghost school are so perverted that you have to get full marks in the whole subject? You can have a way out~~

Um.

"I think, I know how Tingnan became a 'ghost school'!" Wanbao grinned and muttered.

Han Lisi's expression was hard to describe, "What do you mean, because you didn't get the full marks, the students were turned into ghosts?"

"Haha, can you get the exam?" Wanbao's eyes slanted.

Han Lisi:...

Although she is a top 50 student in the grade, she can get over 680 in simulation and occasionally close to 700 in the exam, but full marks are too inhumane.

Full marks are impossible.

Nothing can be perfect in this life.

There is no need to talk about a single subject!

"What should we do now?" Evanle lowered his head and looked at the two papers on the ab side, and he was the main character.

She is an art candidate!!!
Chapter completed!