Facing Teacher Yuan who had ruined his life, Zhang Xu could no longer control his emotions and cursed directly.
However, Teacher Yuan frowned slightly and said:
"How do you talk to the teacher? Didn't your parents teach you what politeness is?"
"I think your child is useless. Your family... can only rely on your sister."
"By the way, if I remember correctly, your sister is two years younger than you and will take the college entrance examination next year, right?"
Mentioning Zhang Xu's sister, Teacher Yuan squeezed out a meaningful smile on his face, which made Zhang Xu feel cold in his heart.
What does he mean?
Is he threatening me?
This bastard, you still want to take action on my sister’s grades?
My life is already like this, and my sister’s life must not repeat the same mistakes as mine!
Zhang Xu, who looked ferocious, thought of a lot at this moment.
But precisely because he thought a lot, he felt even more desperate and sad at this moment.
Born in a rural area, I had no money and no power. Not to mention the leaders of the Education Bureau, even the ordinary class teacher in front of me could threaten me.
But... there is absolutely nothing I can do against him!
"hehe……"
An ugly smile appeared on Zhang Xu's face. He was completely despairing and wished he could die right now.
But he knew he couldn't die.
If he dies... his parents will be sad...
If you die, who will take care of your parents? Who will provide for them in their old age?
"Teacher Yuan, I understand."
Almost using up his last bit of strength, Zhang Xu said such a sentence.
He looked at the moonlight outside the window, his face already filled with numbness and despair.
The bright moonlight reflected in his gray eyes gradually turned blood red.
It was as if... a vertical pupil was branded into his eyes.
…
Class 7, Grade 3, Zhang Xu’s class.
One-third of this class are repeat students, and the remaining two-thirds are fresh graduates from high school.
In half a year, they will take the college entrance examination.
But where is the mentality of young people, there are basically not many who can settle down and study.
And among those who can make up their mind to study, most of them study stupidly, as if their brains are not clear, and they still can't learn no matter how they do it.
If they were ten years older and looked back on their experiences today, they would probably feel like fools.
There are obviously so many formulas and so many test points. Even if you are not a genius, you are not that stupid, right?
It can only be said that in the process of human growth, some people are slower to awaken.
Especially young men, when they think back to something they did last year, they want to beat themselves to death.
Not to mention studying.
"What do you think Zhang Xu has to do with Lao Yuan?"
"I think Zhang Xu's face doesn't look good?"
"Who knows, it has nothing to do with me. By the way, do you have any seeds? I have a friend who wants them."
"It should be a day off tomorrow, right? Studying like this every day makes me exhausted."
"Brother, will you take me to brush up on equipment during your self-study next night?"
In the study room, besides the sound of writing, there are always some whispers.
Even if the teacher is watching, it is of no use.
After all, this is already the senior year of high school, and the teacher has selectively given up on certain students. As long as they don't affect others, they can fend for themselves.
(My Dogecoin class teacher gave up on everyone and hid in the office reading novels every day.)
(If you see this street novel, yes, I am talking about you!)
"Dali? Dali? Why are you so dazed?"
At this moment, a young student sitting in the last row found that his good friend suddenly ignored him and just looked out the window.
The student was sitting with his back to the window. When he noticed that Dali was in a daze, he also noticed that Dali's whole body was shrouded in a crimson light.
It was like there was some huge blood-red light source outside the window.
Not only that, but Dali's eyes also reflected a strange image of the moon.
It was still the familiar moon with various scars, but it was blood red with a huge crack in the middle, as terrifying as the vertical pupil of some unknown existence.
"What the hell?"
The student muttered something and subconsciously turned around.
But at this moment, the students were shocked to find that Dali's face suddenly became ferocious.
His originally round face was suddenly filled with a ferocious expression.
He seemed to be stupid, his saliva was flowing out uncontrollably, and his eyes were more like a wild beast, bloodshot and crazy.
A bad premonition was generated in the students' hearts.
The next moment, with Dali's low roar, Dali pounced towards the students like a wild beast.
"What's going on? Biohazard?"
"It's a biohazard, damn!"
"Wait a minute, look outside, the moon tonight..."
As Dali started to attack his classmates like a zombie, the whole class was in chaos.
During this process, many students and teachers looked out the window.
Outside the window, the night sky was pitch black, and a thick black mist shrouded the entire school, as black as ink.
In the middle of the night sky, a strange eye replaced the original moon, staring at the world coldly and crazily.
All human beings who look into those eyes will fall into madness after a few breaths, becoming like zombies who only know how to kill like crazy.
Of course, there are also some people whose heads are buzzing after they find themselves looking into those eyes, as if ten thousand people are whispering in their ears.
Sneers, screams, roars, growls... all kinds of indescribable information turn into sounds and shadows that humans cannot accept, impacting the human brain.
Among the small group of people who did not fall into madness immediately, most of them broke out of that state in cold sweat and fear.
But the terror in those eyes has been completely imprinted in their hearts.
As long as they think of the eye itself, they will see the weird vertical pupils uncontrollably, even if he is deliberately staring at the ground!
And in the entire school, there is a smaller group of people. They did not go crazy under Zhu Tong's gaze. On the contrary, they understood something from Zhu Tong's gaze in a certain fit.
In the teacher's office, streaks of strange blood-colored mist kept drilling into Zhang Xu's eyes, causing his originally Hunyuan pupils to continuously lengthen, and eventually turned into vertical pupils.
Not far away from him, Teacher Yuan had been strangled to death!
"Leader... hahaha, leader!"
"You ruined my life, but you didn't know that my life had just begun."
"What kind of great existence is this? Just an unintentional gaze can give me such a powerful power."
"Just wait...just wait for my revenge!"
With a fierce look on his face, Zhang Xu smiled exaggeratedly.