Old Huang looked at Chen Yu in surprise: "What did you do just now? Have you brought my curse to you?"

Since Lao Huang was the original owner of the curse, he could see the curse that appeared on Chen Yu's wrist that was just still on his wrist.

"Teacher doesn't have to take this risk. I can survive. At worst, I can lose and quit. I'm not a child."

As he said that, he took Chen Yu's hand and kept snatching the curse that was like a projection.

It seems that I want to get the curse back in this sloppy way.

But it was lost again and again.

"How did you do it? Chen Yu, you give the curse back to the teacher. This is the teacher's curse. I still want to go in and show off my skills and bring a ghost back to change to a car!"

Old Huang said eagerly.

But Chen Yu shook his head, took off his glasses and whispered: "Can you kill someone?"

Old Huang was stunned.

Why did Chen Yu suddenly say this?

He looked around carefully and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that there were no one else. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't say this in school. The school explicitly prohibits students or teachers from participating in thriller games."

Chen Yu smiled: "Just know, you almost violate the rules, and it will be difficult for you to be a first-class teacher. I, when will you see you, a poor child, get married and start a career!"

Lao Huang shrank his neck as he said.

It's like a tortoise son being taught a lesson by his own father.

He suddenly felt something was wrong: "Hey, I'll tell you the serious business, don't do anything randomly, and return the curse to me quickly."

Chen Yu shook his head: "I advise you to pray that I can't repay you."

"What does it mean?" Lao Huang said in confusion.

"If the curse comes back to you after the game is over, it will prove that I lost or died. In that case, if you enter the game next time, the difficulty of the game will be doubled."

"Don't you have a pocket watch? Transfer it back to my hands. Boy, stop playing this game. The teacher doesn't want to lose you as a student. You still have what your sister wants to raise."

Old Huang said in his voice, with grief and resentment in his voice.

He turned and walked towards the office.

"Where are you going?" Chen Yu said in confusion.

Lao Huang ignored him and ran back to the office.

Then he walked over with his cell phone: "What is the phone number of the agency company? Damn it, why can't the school's network check? Is it blocked? No matter how much it costs, it's fine, I don't want you to do it for me..."

Chen Yu took out his cell phone and pushed it to Lao Huang: "This is the phone number of the relevant personnel of the Play Company. She gave me a pocket watch. You can ask her."

The dial key was pressed.

Soon, the phone was connected.

Tang Ziyi: "What's wrong with Chen Yu, is there really a curse on your teacher?"

Lao Huang: "I am Chen Yu's teacher."

"Oh, is it the real master?" Tang Ziyi said curiously.

"Yes, that curse is on me."

Lao Huang said, "I want you to send another pocket watch, I can't let my students take risks for me."

Tang Ziyi smiled bitterly and said, "Can you let Chen Yu listen to the phone?"

Lao Huang: "This is also what my student means."

Tang Ziyi suddenly shouted loudly: "Chen Yu, speak."

Chen Yu took the phone and pressed hands-free: "What's wrong?"

“How long will it take to count down?”

"In less than half an hour."

"Tell your teacher that if the curse cannot be removed and forced extraction, you two will be interrogated by the underworld for disrupting the order of reincarnation. It is not a game there. I advise you not to do anything randomly."

Old Huang looked at Chen Yu in a daze: "It's fake, are you colluding with me?"

Tang Ziyi said seriously: "If you are not afraid of death, you can try it. Maybe the ghost messenger and the King of Hell will be impressed by your personal charm. If you are willing to make friends with you, maybe?"

After saying that, Tang Ziyi hung up the phone angrily.

Old Huang glanced at Chen Yu: "Are you really sure to win the game?"

"I'll do my best." Chen Yu did not give a guarantee.

He experienced two thriller games in total, each time he was a life-threatening death.

If it weren't for the favor of the big guys in the game twice, Chen Yu wouldn't know whether his ashes were in the sea or abandoned in the crematorium.

Can you be so lucky next time?

Chen Yu himself is not good.

After all, luck is not something that can be achieved just by having it.

Old Huang patted Chen Yu on the shoulder: "It's okay, if you lose once, you quit and don't show off."

Chen Yu nodded, but instead comforted Lao Huang, "You are a newbie dungeon. I won some equipment last time I entered the game, so there will be no problem when I enter."

Old Huang nodded, but still looked at Chen Yu worriedly.

He looked at Chen Yujiao's good face, and there was still chalk dust.

Immediately pulled him toward the men's bathroom.

At this time, Zhang Wen, who was hiding in the utility room and eavesdropping, felt thoughtful.

Old Huang was actually cursed too.

But Chen Yu tried to play games for him.

Listening to their previous conversation, Chen Yu should have had contact with the Ai Play Company before.

An Tusheng said before that he had had the experience of playing on behalf of others.

From this point of view, Chen Yu and An Tusheng have another common point.

Is it really me?

Zhang Wen thought curiously.

She glanced at the countdown on her wrist, and there were five days left to enter the copy next time.

"I hope I will meet you again next time the game, An Tusheng."

She was looking forward to it.

At this time, Chen Yu and Lao Huang came out of the toilet.

Old Huang glanced at the countdown on Chen Yu's wrist: "There are twenty minutes left, do you want the teacher to stay with you for a while?"

Chen Yu smiled: "Don't you have to prepare for class? The next class will be math class."

Lao Huang shook his head: "Do you think of me as a cold-blooded animal? His own students are about to go to the battlefield, and I am still in the mood to attend class?"

Chen Yu: "Anyway, the reality is only two minutes, and it is only two minutes whether you die or live. If you like, just watch it, whatever you want."

Chen Yu took two steps at a time and went up to the top floor.

Lao Huang also followed.

Since it is class time, there are no students on the rooftop.

After all, it is a key middle school.

Students are not so arrogant and dare to skip classes casually, except for those like Chen Yu.

Chen Yu calmly pulled a chair and sat down on the shade.

Lao Huang sat opposite him.

"Are you nervous? If you want something to eat, the teacher will do it for you."

"Noodle instant noodles." Chen Yu said.

"I'll get it for you." Old Huang immediately ran to the office. Before, he had left the instant noodles that Chen Yu brought in the office.

After Lao Huang left.

Chen Yu whispered: "Come out, female squad leader."

Zhang Wen, who was hiding in the darkness of the stairwell, was stunned for a moment, then jumped out of the darkness, and walked slowly towards Chen Yu.

Zhang Wen: "When did you find out?"

"When I put on these glasses, what can you do if you can cover your wrists? Are you a player in the thriller game?"

Chen Yu said slowly: "Also, you always stared at me yesterday. Just now when Lao Huang and I were using the bathroom, I turned back halfway and heard you talking to yourself in the utility room. You just had to come up and tell me directly that you were eavesdropping."

"Indeed." Zhang Wen felt a little embarrassed when she thought about it.
To be continued...