The dishes in the middle school cafeteria are naturally not rich, but fortunately they are done very carefully. Although they are all large pot dishes, they all taste good. In addition, students are under heavy study pressure, and their meal time is relatively tight. They all go into the cafeteria to eat whole and then go to the classroom. This is also the norm in most key middle schools across the country.

Zhu Jianping skipped the last class because he was hungry. At this time, he had just passed through a mission world and was still a pure rookie, but he had some pills on hand from the first mission world. It's not strong, but it can make the user appear temporarily unconscious. This is one of the few useful things in Zhu Jianping's body. It can even give him a greater chance of survival in the next mission world, but, Zhu Jianping never cherished it.

Originally, there were still a lot of drugs. He used it on the English teacher and the representative of the Chinese class in the class before. The feeling of sex, the wonderful feeling, makes him very fond of aftertaste, never before. He has touched a woman, and this period of time can be regarded as a taste of the marrow.

Anyway, the next mission world may be dead, and at this time, it is time to have fun, and have fun!

This is all the thoughts in Zhu Jianping's mind, the only thoughts.

After doing it again with the English teacher, before the effect of the drug passed, he took a leave of absence. The last class in the afternoon was English class. Zhu Jianping had just experienced this kind of thing at this time. The kind that is shipped right away, not very durable.

So the English teacher was not too tired. He packed up his clothes, tidied up his hair, and went to class with his book. The shooter Zhu Jianping went to the cafeteria first to prepare for dinner. The English teacher was not tired, but he himself I feel tired.

Now, the dishes in the cafeteria have just come out, and there are also scattered students and teachers who are eating here one after another. Most of them haven't finished class yet. It is estimated that in the eyes of all middle school students, it is the most beautiful cafeteria. The crowd queuing for meals is the most miserable and painful memory.

When Zhu Jianping came over, he saw a foreign teacher in the school cooking vegetables by the window in front of him.

".that, and...,...yes, one,! Thanks!"

Finish the meal for foreigners. Even the rice cook couldn't help but wipe his sweat, it was too much tossing people.

Now there is a trend. As long as the middle schools are higher, they will hire a few foreign teaching assistants to be teachers. Of course, these so-called foreign teachers are actually mostly decorations and mascots. Then take a photo to promote it, and students who see a few blond foreign teachers on campus will also find it quite novel, and it is useful for other purposes. Basically it's small.

The teaching tasks of these foreign teachers are also very simple. They will not teach specific teaching, that is, they will take some classes similar to extracurricular activities, and lead the students to chat and sing English songs. These students can't pass the test, because they are accustomed to the language they are accustomed to, and they usually don't use the details of grammar and so on so accurately.

After Zhu Jianping finished his meal, he came to a corner of the cafeteria with his plate, where he was used to sitting. Even if he entered the group and entered the task world of "Terrorist Web Articles", this did not really change his character, but made him more withdrawn than before. more extreme.

Sitting in the corner, people nearby won't notice you, how nice.

Before taking a few bites of the meal, the foreigner deliberately sat opposite Zhu Jianping with a plate.

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This teaching assistant is about fifty years old, his name is Xi'an, and he has a beard. It doesn't look ferocious, it looks very amiable, and it is very popular in the school. He can play many kinds of musical instruments and sing. He has also performed at the school celebration.

Zhu Jianping ignored him and ate his own meals on his own.

If you knew that you were going to die tomorrow, and at this moment, the leaders of the state suddenly came to your house to offer condolences, you probably wouldn't be too excited. That's how Zhu Jianping felt at this moment.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Xi'an spoke in Chinese. In fact, many of these foreign teachers are Chinese. Anyway, they came here to find a job. Many foreigners stranded in China like to apply for jobs as foreign teachers in local schools. Most of them speak Chinese well.

"I'm very hungry." Zhu Jianping pouted and continued to eat.

"Oh, is it more ** in that respect." Xi'an said suddenly.

Zhu Jianping stopped eating, and even stopped chewing the food in his mouth. There was a murderous intent in his eyes. He killed people in the first mission world. When the Pandora's box in the heart of people was opened. , the lower limit of man will be quickly lowered to a point that even he himself can't imagine.

At this time, Zhu Jianping thought it was the matter between himself, the class representative and the English teacher who was discovered by the foreign teacher and killed him. This was what Zhu Jianping had in mind at this time. It was very naive, but it was feasible. What was rationality? When you have power beyond ordinary people, reason is just a decoration.

"Don't be nervous, men, it's all like this, and at your age, you suddenly have the power to do things that boys of this age have fantasies and impulses. It's normal."

"Jingle"

Zhu Jianping's chopsticks fell to the ground, and then he looked at Xi'an in shock.

"you……"

"Hehe, it's true, it's a coincidence. I took advantage of the fact that I walked around a lot before I stopped. I didn't expect to find a school for a while, and I would still meet people in the circle. Although you are still very immature, you are still a newcomer. , but, I saw the look in your eyes that you wanted to kill me just now, not bad, with this kind of ruthlessness, I can live for a while longer."

Zhu Jianping swallowed hard, bent down, and picked up the chopsticks on the ground.

"What are you looking for... for?" Zhu Jianping asked.

"You kicked an empty bottle while walking on the road, would you ask why?" Xi'an asked back.

"..."

"Set your goals farther, bigger, and hide yourself deeper, so that you can live longer, understand?"

"understood……"

"What are you going to strengthen?"

"Vampire." Zhu Jianping replied quickly this time.

"why?"

"Because I like this bloodline."

"Vampires actually have a lot of auxiliary abilities, such as blood magic, such as spiritual power, such as close combat ability." Xi'an looked at Zhu Jianping, "I have a suggestion, I don't know if you would like to hear it."

"You...please speak."

"If you really want to strengthen the vampire bloodline, then find a way to seal your bloodline, and then use other external auxiliary abilities to live in the future. This way, the training value will be higher, and when you encounter When it is really dangerous, there is still one of the biggest hole cards, one that you may have forgotten or been forced to forget. A hundred dollars in this pocket at the time."

"Really... can you?"

"Trust me, you can." Xi'an took out a booklet from his arms, "This is my notebook in the early years, and it records some spiritual cultivation methods. This is a gift for you."

Zhu Jianping was stunned for a while, but in the end he pursed his lips, reached out and took the booklet and squeezed it in his hand.

"thanks."

This thank you is still sincere to Zhu Jianping at this time. After all, what value does he have to seniors at this time? There is nothing to try, and Zhu Jianping has a vague feeling that this foreigner is not in the group, and it is only later that Zhu Jianping knows that there are two circles, the Eastern circle and the Western circle.

"Let's eat. Only after eating can I have the strength to do that kind of thing. Oh, by the way, do you still have enough of that low-level hallucinogen? If it's not enough, I can send you some. It's cheap anyway."

"..."

The two sat together and finished eating, and went to deliver the plates together.

Zhu Jianping wants to go back to the classroom, and Xi'an wants to go to the office.

"Hey, this love, I will pay it back." Zhu Jianping said seriously.

"Return? Now you, how do you repay?"

"Then when can I pay it back?"

"The current carrier of your circle is the so-called QQ group. Haha, when you become the administrator of the QQ group, you will probably be qualified to say that I will return my favor."

Xi'an waved his hand and turned away.

This was the first time Zhu Jianping had a face-to-face conversation with Xi'an, and it was also the last time, because Xi'an resigned the next day, and no one knew where he went.

...

On the windowsill of the ancient castle, the old fisherman was wearing a delicate pajamas, holding a glass of red wine, facing the full moon in the sky.

"This kind of moon doesn't fit the atmosphere."

The old fisherman waved ~lightnovelpub.net~ the moon was painted with a layer of blood.

"Come on, that **** little boy, the teacher is here to congratulate you, cheers!"

The wine glass in the fisherman's hand suddenly disappeared.

...

It was still a little cold in Tianjin late at night. Zhu Jianping was wearing a thin shirt and stood on the streets of Tianjin, looking a little lonely. However, he also exuded a detached aura, which was... the breath of an administrator. !

"Something I didn't dare to think about before, when I got it in my hand, it turned out to be such an unreal feeling."

Zhu Jianping muttered to himself with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a while, a glass of red wine appeared in front of Zhu Jianping, and the red wine had a mellow scent.

After taking the red wine and drinking it down, Zhu Jianping smiled "hehe" and said, "I never thought you would still remember me, you teacher who gave the students drugs." (To be continued.)