Because of this, Fu Guanmo wanted to play more games.
Maybe we can discover the secret of Tong Mu's eyes.
Worry leads to chaos.
There is currently no news about the people sent by the Fu family to investigate.
No news is the best news.
At three o'clock in the morning, Tong Mu entered the game at the agreed time.
"Dingling bell——"
"Hello, classmates!"
Tong Mu raised his head in confusion and saw a completely unexpected scene.
Standing on the podium was a male teacher wearing short-sleeved trousers and a small bee microphone, lecturing passionately.
"Please turn to page 72 of the Chinese language document. What we are going to talk about today is..."
Tong Mu came back to his senses and saw that the copy this time should be a school.
She was wearing a blue and white school uniform and sitting in her seat.
The layout of the classroom is different from her high school. Every seat here is separate, and there is no such thing as a deskmate.
This made Tong Mu breathe a sigh of relief unconsciously.
For her, the memory of the previous campus was not very good.
The things she saw since childhood were different from others, and she was not very popular in school.
Because of this, Tong Zhao and Hu Qinrong would take her around and change schools.
"Classmate Tong Mu, please get up and answer this question."
The teacher's voice sounded, recalling Tong Mu's thoughts.
There were about thirty or forty people in the classroom, and all eyes fell on her.
Tong Mu looked at the blackboard, his originally interested eyes went blank.
She is a science student, and the question on the blackboard is a political question...
"This classmate, please tell me your answer."
Although this was Tong Mu's first time playing such a dungeon, she had heard Fu Guanmo say before that every game has its own unspoken rules.
If you accidentally violate these rules, you will trigger death at any time.
A pair of numb eyes stared at Tong Mu. There was no malice or anything in the eyes of these students. They were completely empty eyes without any emotion.
Tong Mu knew that if he couldn't answer, he might be torn apart by the ghosts in an instant.
She pinched her palms.
Looking at the four options on the electronic screen, he squeezed his palms.
Forget it, just take a guess.
She closed her eyes and said, "My answer is - B."
As soon as she finished speaking, all the students in the classroom turned their heads. It seemed that she must have been right.
Before Tong Mu could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the gentle and smiling voice of the male teacher again.
"Then can you tell the students why you chose option B for this question?"
Tong Mu suddenly raised his eyes and met the teacher on the podium.
Compared with the numbness and lifelessness of others in the classroom, the teacher is obviously an intelligent creature.
In his eyes, she saw a long-lost and familiar look on the face of the ghost named Zhang Ju in the first copy.
Malice.
Incomparable malice.
Cold sweat ran down Tong Mu's forehead. She hesitated for so long that the teacher couldn't wait to speak.
"This classmate, please tell me your answer."
This sentence seemed to be an opportunity. Everyone else in the classroom turned their heads and their eyes fell on Tong Mu.
Those empty eyes were fixed on her.
Tong Mu pinched her palms and looked at the male teacher in front of her.
She didn't know whether to say she was lucky or unlucky.
It's unfortunate enough to be asked to answer questions as soon as you enter the game.
But she guessed an answer at random, and she happened to get it right.
It looks like she is not so unlucky.
Even if she answers now, the teacher can still ask her countless questions.
Look at his eyes full of malice.
Tong Mu closed her eyes and opened them gently.
She curved her lips and smiled, like a well-behaved student.
"Teacher, I don't understand this question very well. Can you explain it to me?"
[Use the talent skill—Charm.]
[Cooling time—one hundred and twenty minutes.]
The teacher on the podium was startled and nodded in a daze.
"It doesn't matter. Tong Mu, please sit down."
The teacher spoke, and dozens of pairs of empty eyes in the classroom turned back.
Tong Mu breathed a sigh of relief. The cooling time was so long, and she hoped that the teacher would not cause trouble for her again in the future.
It seemed that she was only unlucky for a moment. Since she used the skill, the teacher's attitude has changed completely and she has become amiable.
Not only did he stop asking questions, but he also asked Tong Mu kindly if he understood.
Tong Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, but there was no need to be so eager. He just wanted to treat her as an invisible person and not come to trouble her.
After all, she didn't really come here to study.
The teacher seemed to have guessed what she was thinking. From then on, she really didn't pay attention to Tong Mu.
Tong Mu sat alone and did not play anything else. On the surface, he was listening to the class seriously, but in fact, he was distracted.
Didn't Fu Guanmo say he would enter the game with her? Where are the others? Didn't they enter this copy?
Tong Mu was very puzzled.
She looked around at the people in the classroom, and no one looked like Fu Guanmo.
Every one of them is a lifeless wooden person.
If your guess is correct, I guess they are all ghosts, and they are ghosts under the command of the teacher.
The school is so big and there are so many people, where could she go to find Fu Guanmo?
Tong Mu bit her lip. It turns out that entering the same instance is not a panacea.
Why.
This state lasted until the end of class in the morning, and Tong Mu felt a headache from listening to it.
She stood at the top of the stairs and watched her classmates walking to the cafeteria one by one.
Trying to find Fu Guanmo inside.
If Fu Guanmo came over, Tong Mu would definitely notice it immediately.
Because of his arrogant and arrogant temperament, except for Fu Guanmo, Tong Mu believed that no one would dare to be so arrogant.
Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of him, which only caused trouble for myself.
"This classmate, what are you doing standing here?"
At noon, when there were the most people, a middle-aged man walked into the corridor with a serious face.
The first time she saw him, four big words appeared in Tong Mu's mind - grade director.
When she was in high school, the most terrifying person in the school was not the principal or the head teacher, but the head teacher of each age group.
They are strict and high-profile.
He will formulate special rules for the age group he governs, and hold a meeting after every exam to criticize classes with lower average scores.
They are every student's nightmare!
Tong Mu guessed correctly, and every student passing by said hello to him.
"Hello, Director Ma!"
Their voices were not low, and every one of them shouted, and no one was left behind.
Seeing him staring at her seriously, Tong Mu suddenly realized something and bowed immediately.
"Hello, Director Ma!"
The voice is high, not lower than others.
Seeing her performance, Director Ma's face looked much better.