Lu Zhui and Zhang Wen's father on the side also had the same expression.

"Hiss... Is it because I'm used to pretending to be dead?"

Wang Jin squinted his eyes and began to reflect.

——

A moment later, inside the class.

The students stared blankly at the head teacher who bowed ninety degrees to Zhang Wen and Wang Jin, stunned on the spot.

After a while, there was an uproar in the classroom.

"Didn't you say that they both lost the bet?"

"Yes...this..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible?"

Those students who were close to the class teacher felt as if they had eaten flies.

Some people even secretly took out their mobile phones and planned to take pictures of this scene.

"Shut your mouths."

Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and shouted sharply.

Almost instantly, the classroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The aura he had honed in life and death was enough for Wang Jin to intimidate several restless students.

What's more, he learned some evil dragon signs from Old Mrs. She.

The majesty of a superior person rose up on that young man, making it difficult to breathe.

"What's going on with this transfer student?"

Seeing that the students were silent, Zhang Wen's father muttered a few words softly, and then obediently stopped his voice.

He remembered that the head teacher was not so easy to talk to.

"I'm willing to admit defeat... just tell me."

Wang Jin looked at the bowing head teacher and spoke slowly.

He can bow obediently because the mirror ghost is affecting his body.

But this kind of apology has to be done by myself.

"Wang Jin! That's almost enough!"

Lu Zhui stepped forward and tried to help the class teacher up, but Wang Jin grabbed him tightly.

Of course, both parties did it intentionally.

Contact is established and suppression is formed.

The head teacher briefly gained language skills.

"save…"

Just as he was about to call for help, he felt something churning in his stomach, almost bursting his skin.

Obviously, his life and death are completely in Wang Jin's hands.

So the head teacher gritted his teeth and pressed his body lower.

"I'm sorry, teacher shouldn't insult you."

"No, it's okay."

Zhang Wen responded blankly, as if he didn't expect that his normally aloof class teacher could actually apologize to him like this.

"ha."

Wang Jin patted Zhang Wen on the shoulder and turned to look at the student who wanted to say something but didn't dare to open his mouth.

"The paper is here. If you have any questions, you can come up and take a look for yourself."

"If there is no doubt...it's your turn to go on stage and bow one by one."

The young man grabbed the stool and sat behind the podium.

It's like he is the manager of this class.

"I have questions."

The thin girl stood up suddenly, walked to the podium angrily, and began to check the papers.

Wang Jin recognized her.

The little girl is responsible for writing down her name in the book and reporting it to the class teacher.

Obviously, she didn't believe that someone like Zhang Wen, who was on the list, could produce a test score of more than 135 points.

It's a pity...that's just the way it is.

She had to admit it even if she didn't want to.

"Have you finished reading?"

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at the thin girl in front of him, without any emotion in his voice.

"Apologise."

"I...I didn't laugh at Zhang Wen."

The latter turned away and said through gritted teeth.

"oh?"

The young man on the podium raised his eyebrows, then leaned back slightly.

"People like Zhang Wen will be the scum of society from now on, and there will be no time for them to change their minds."

"I can remember Zhang Wen's name casually. Even if he is not a teacher, he will not investigate. Instead, he will think that I am very reliable."

Wang Jin spoke softly, with the same tone as that girl.

The latter's eyes widened with disbelief written all over his face.

She didn't understand why this transfer student who had only been here for a few days could know what she was thinking.

"How is it? Do you want me to continue talking?"

Wang Jin sighed and looked at the girl in front of him.

Determine the other person's thoughts through body movements and eyes, and make inferences after assuming the identity.

This is Wang Jin’s profile.

It's a little different from normal profiling, but coupled with his terrifying observation ability, it becomes extremely effective.

Seeing through the thinking patterns of a high school girl is as easy as eating and drinking.

"sorry."

The thin girl shook her head violently, bowed to Zhang Wen and ran away.

"Ah, it's okay."

Zhang Wen shook his head, his eyes a little dull.

The disciplinary committee member who usually doesn't talk much...actually keeps making small reports about himself to the teacher.

Even if some of them never happened.

This made Zhang Wen a little sad.

"Next."

Wang Jin shouted coldly, looking at the dozens of people in the audience.

Some of them lowered their heads and pretended that the matter had nothing to do with them, while others looked at Wang Jin angrily.

There is also a part of me whose eyes are full of confusion.

"What? You think I can't tell who started the heckles at the beginning?"

The young man stood up suddenly, and an invisible sense of oppression washed over the entire classroom like a tide.

It makes people breathless.

"You, you, you, and..."

Wang Jin stretched out his fingers and pointed out the names one by one.

Some of the students who were called were shocked, some wanted to quibble, and some looked dissatisfied.

But they didn't dare to speak.

"Wang Jin, it's okay."

Zhang Wen pulled Wang Jin's arm and spoke softly.
To be continued...