Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

It's a pity that this great process of helping others was interrupted by the sudden intrusion of the middle-aged man. Lin Huai squatted beside the pit, looking at the grinning female ghost, holding her chin in distress (pleasure).

"Look," he said, "to help you, you scratched my trousers."

Female ghost: …#…@￥…@#…

"You don't need to thank me." In a place far away from humans, Lin Huai had absolutely no motive to pretend to be a good person or to pretend to be well-behaved. All the bad aspects of his character spewed out, "And thanks to you, if that middle-aged man told me what I did, I would be in trouble... tsk."

Female ghost: ￥%#@￥%@#! ! !

"However, I still intend to do good deeds to the end." Lin Huai smiled at her. The smile that should have been extremely beautiful, in her eyes, seemed like a devil's smile, "I am a more extreme person. I either do good things to the end, or I don't do them, so..."

He picked up a pile of dirt.

"That's why I decided to bury you back," he said sincerely. "It's your life to blame."

Lin Huai buried the female ghost in the soil, and thoughtfully tried to seal her mouth to avoid the next innocent victim. After leveling the soil and jumping on it to make the soil firm, he finally returned to the middle-aged man's side.

The middle-aged man seemed to be still asleep. Lin Huai checked his dirty clothes from digging from top to bottom, and glanced at his watch again.

"Eight past ten...it should be late." He thought.

The identity given to them by the game is a student. According to the rules, he should rush to the school immediately, but...

"If you are late, you will definitely be punished." He said to himself, "But if it is a substitute teacher...even if you are late, you will not be punished?"

He sat next to the middle-aged man, looked at the other party's clean clothes again, and made up his mind.

ten minutes later.

"The rules of the game only say that players need to enter the school, but they don't say that players need to enter the school as students." Lin Huai thought so, and changed the NPC's suit to himself, "If such behavior needs to be banned , the game should have punished me long ago."

He looked up at the cloudy sky, and although the black air was churning and the electric light was overflowing, no lightning struck his head. It can be seen that the game does not want to kill him.

As long as it is not punished by death, it is allowed - this is the principle he has always adhered to.

He fingered his tie deftly. The NPC's suit jacket is a bit too wide for him. It is just right on the NPC, and it is swaying in the wind when it is placed on him. His shirt was tied around his waist, inexplicably a little more dashing.

Lifting the original substitute teacher's briefcase, Lin Huai squatted down again, took a breath, and woke up the sleeping substitute teacher.

The latter was lying on the bench with a confused expression: "I, where am I? Who am I?"

Much to Lin Huai's surprise, the substitute teacher had apparently forgotten his true identity because of the severe blow to the head, thus saving him the trouble of destroying his body. Obviously, the substitute teacher and him, unlike the female ghosts in the soil, are very blessed.

"You're awake." Lin Huai squatted beside him and smiled kindly, as if he was just a young passerby passing by unintentionally, "Just wake up, let's go upstairs."

"I am..."

"You are a new transfer student at Minghua Middle School." Lin Huai turned to the campus card that was originally issued to him by the game, "No, this is your campus card."

The substitute teacher took the campus card in his hand. His thoughts were dizzy, but he still felt that something was wrong: "I, I am a student of this school?"

"Yeah." Lin Huai stood up, lowered his head, and patted the blade of grass on his leg, "Let's go, I'll take you to the dean to report, it's not good to be late."

"Oh, oh okay." The original substitute teacher stood up and followed Lin Huai's back again. Lin Huai looked at his confused appearance and praised his luck.

But even if the substitute teacher remembered, it would be a matter of minutes to get rid of him. He thought with a smile.

The two walked to the dean's office one after the other, and Lin Huai said, "I'll send you here first, and I have to report to my class."

The NPC asked him, "Are you also a student here?"

"No, I'm the substitute teacher here." Lin Huai said without any guilt.

Minghua High School has a total of six classes, divided by grades from A to F, arranged in order. What Lin Huai wanted to go to was the F class with the worst grades.

After sending the original substitute teacher to the door of the dean's office, Lin Huai turned around to report to Class F of Class 3, but when he just entered the corridor, he bumped into the dean who had sent the other three players to Class B of Class 3. .

"You, it's you!" After seeing Lin Huai, the dean pointed at him and yelled, "Are you the late student?"

Lin Huai stepped aside, revealing the substitute teacher beside him. He spread out his hands and waved, looking very embarrassed: "No, I'm the new substitute teacher, and next to this is a classmate who just transferred."

"Are you... the new substitute teacher of Class F in the third year?"

The dean of education turned around the two with questioning eyes. In her opinion, the person standing on the right was in a suit and leather shoes. Although some oversized coats revealed a sense of indignity, the whole person's temperament was still dashing and dashing. The man standing on the left, wearing only a shirt, but no matter how his face looked, it was all stained with the vicissitudes of the years.

These two people... no matter how you look at them, the one on the left looks more like a substitute teacher!

Or is the person on the left just looking old because of long-term reading?

Facing the questioning eyes of the dean, Lin Huai took out the letter of appointment from his bag. He said apologetically, "After coming to this school, I couldn't help but wander around the school, so I was late. This is my letter of appointment."

The dean looked at him suspiciously, took the appointment letter and flipped through it, then raised his head to look at the young man in front of him. In her opinion, the young man in front of him is tall and thin, but he has a handsome and flattering face, and it is not an exaggeration to be an internet celebrity without a beauty filter. She really couldn't figure out how someone with such a temperament and conversation would come to Minghua Middle School as a teacher.

She has a very good understanding of the nature of her repeating high school. Minghua Middle School, in the name of Xiao Hengshui, did what it did to get rid of its essence and take its dross. They use the devil's training as the only teaching method, and the students' grades as the only teaching indicator. All teachers do not know how to improve their own teaching level, they only know how to force students to brush the questions blindly, and open a canteen in the school to collect money. Teachers all over the school, all thinking about making money, lift up the students who have good grades and are willing to give money to the sky, and step on the soles of the students who are unwilling to give money. The teachers recruited in this situation, as long as they are willing to meet the school's "teaching purpose", the so-called quality, they are also well aware of it.

But now this person...

"The principal and the vice-principal have something to do. They are not at school this week." The dean of education stuffed the other party's information into the portfolio, "You can go to Class F with me. As for you—"

After looking at the man wearing a shirt with a vulgar temperament on the other side, the dean raised his eyebrows and scolded: "As for you, stand here first, and I will clean up you when I come back!"

Lin Huai looked at the pitiful man, and he always had human pity for the man whose identity was replaced by him. So he kindly said to the dean: "Director, he's just late, there's no need to be so cruel to him."

The dean raised his eyebrows and said, "You don't understand, this kind of **** needs to be taught a good lesson before they are willing to listen to you. A student of this age, if you relax a little with him, he can go to heaven! You just came here. School, you don't know enough about what's going on here, you won't be talking like that in a few days."

"However, at such an old age, he is still brave enough to repeat his studies. People who have courage should not be so harsh." Lin Huai tried to intercede.

The dean frowned and said nothing. After she left, Lin Huai gave the middle-aged man a "come on" look, and then left the office.

The third grade classroom is located in the third teaching building, which is divided into four floors from bottom to top, and the top floor is the locked roof. Together with the second teaching building, the administrative building and the promenade, it forms a quadrangle, surrounded by the central garden.

When passing the central garden, Lin Huai noticed that the floor tiles under his feet were slightly red. He looked up and saw that he was facing the roof of the third teaching building.

"Xiao Lin, what are you looking at?" the dean called him, "Don't hurry up and keep up."

"okay."

Lin Huai said obediently, looked straight ahead, and followed the dean to the stairs.

On the rooftop, the white shadow that was standing beside the railing and watched below also disappeared into the rooftop.

The third and fourth floors of the third teaching building are the classrooms for six classes. Among them, classes A to D are located on the third floor, and classes E and F are located on the fourth floor.

When I reached the fourth floor, I was greeted by several large class assignment forms posted in the corridor. The dean pointed to the table and introduced to Lin Huai: "We divide classes according to the ranking once a month, and we just did it once this Monday. The above is the adjustment of each person's class, and there are instructions on whether to go up or down. Left to right, all the adjustments from September to the present."

With that, the dean's cell phone rang. While answering the phone, she said to Lin Huai, "Class F's classroom is on the innermost floor on the fourth floor. You can go to class. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

Before she finished speaking, she went downstairs with a big change in her face. Lin Huai was behind her, staring at her back, thoughtful for a moment.

Standing in front of the corridor, he read this year's form obsessive-compulsive, especially observing the changes in the personnel of the class he was going to. When he saw the last one at a glance, he frowned slightly.

"How come there are transcripts from December last year? Isn't this kind of thing overdue?"

However, he turned to think that this may be a public execution style of the middle school, so he did not think more.

Class F's classroom is located deep in the corridor, next to the stairs leading to the rooftop. Due to the resignation of the former teacher, the time that should have belonged to the Chinese class became a self-study class. Lin Huai thought for a while, but instead of going to the front door, he went to the back door, and looked in like the head teacher peeking at the back door.

I saw more than 20 people sitting in the small classroom. They looked gloomy and stared at the pages, none of them looked up.

Sitting in the last row was a handsome young man. He lowered his head and kept writing and drawing in a notebook. His temperament was also very cold.

Lin Huai observed him for a while, and saw the boy's real name from the notebook on the boy's desk.

Xu Chi.

If he remembered correctly, this person was originally in Class C for the third year and missed the exam last month, so he failed the exam at the beginning of this month and was sent to Class F.

Taking off his suit jacket and stuffing it into his briefcase, Lin Huai had a very brief thought process.

'Have to find a way to get some information out, um...' He thought, but the scam news he had seen recently flashed in his mind.