Hell App - Chapter 126

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

This kind of nausea is hard to describe in words.

If you want to describe it in plain terms, it is a person who loves to eat Kang Shi Fu and Oreo who lives in a foreign land, and the result is that the foreign land does not produce these two things.

After many years, this person finally got a chance to see these two foods again.

He opened the package with joy, couldn’t restrain his excitement, and took a sip almost religiously, but he felt that the taste was not right before he swallowed it. He looked back at the packaging again, only to realize that he was eating not Kang Shi Fu and Oreo, but Kang Shuai Bo and Yue Li Yue, his face turned green…

What Bai Yan experienced was this extremely disgusting feeling.

Every cell in his body is boiling, and the person screaming in front of him is a fake.

However, reason told him that there is only one Wang Ze in the school.

“Wang Ze.”

“Wang Ze…”

Bai Yan chanted the name lightly, his voice only flowing between his lips and teeth.

At this time, he also realized that the person he had been waiting for, the things he never wanted to forget, seemed to be related to this name.

That person, his name should be Wang Ze.

“…Not this, but there is only one Wang Ze in the school, where will he be?”

Bai Yan murmured in his heart, always feeling that the person he wanted to meet was not him, so he lost his interest in’Wang Ze’.

Although, this Wang Ze’s temperament is quite appetizing for him, just by looking at the performance of the students in Class 3, you know that he must have done a lot in Class 3, and the students in Class 3 will be so afraid of him.

However, as soon as he saw this familiar and unfamiliar face, Bai Yan lost the interest in starting a conversation.

Bai Yan suppressed the desire to vomit, bowed his head in unease, and fiddled with the pen with a little dye left.

Seeing that there is still some time before the end of get out of class, Bai Yan began to superfluous, and drew a stool that fell to the ground under the feet of two stickmen, enriching the storyline.

When Bai Yan finished adding the stools, most of the students had already finished drawing.

The students in the third class started shaking papers, making Bai Yan tilt his head, seeing them put the paintings on the table near the aisle, so that the teacher could collect them.

However, Bai Yan and the other students know that the art teacher is very bullied. He is as timid as a mouse, afraid to care about with the students. Every time he collects the painting, the speed is so fast that he is afraid that the blue-faced and fangs characters in the painting will come out and eat. Up him.

In this process, there is no need to put the painting in this special position.

To say that the students in Class 4 respect the teacher more than they do, and they do so for the convenience of the teacher. Bai Yan absolutely does not believe it.

“What are they going to do?”

Not only in vain, but all the students in Class 4 have this question.

The closer to the end of get out of class, the more nervous the expressions of the students in the third class. The only ones who weren’t nervous, they consumed double the blood and drew two pictures on the desk.

However, due to excessive blood loss, the faces of these students were very pale, their lips became wrinkled, and unhealthy white skin appeared. However, their faces were pale, but there was a relaxed smile on their faces, and they even looked at the students in Class 4 unkindly, muttering words, as if they were cursing something.

“Jingle Bell–”

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang.

However, one of the two head teachers stood at the front door and the other stood at the back door. They blocked the classroom tightly so that the students did not dare to leave their seats, so they could only stay on the chairs and honestly wait for the art teacher to come down to collect their homework.

The students all raised their heads to look at the art teacher. This unshaven man stood on the podium shrunkenly, motionless, without any intention of closing the picture.

The students in Class 4 were astonished, but the students in Class 3 knew it well, as if they knew it would be like this.

The students in Class 4 had never experienced this kind of situation before, and they didn’t dare to breathe.

In this weird atmosphere, Wang Ze sitting by the window moved.

He stood up, walked to Bai Yan’s side without any haste, and then stopped.

“…”

Bai Yan didn’t look up, but the horror mixed with nausea did not abate.

Across many people, Bai Yan still can’t feel it. Now, Wang Ze was standing by his side, Bai Yan was cold all over, and the feeling of horror was particularly intense.

Bai Yan still didn’t look up, he couldn’t see Wang Ze’s gaze, but there was a sense of danger that he was about to be swallowed up into his abdomen with thorns on his back.

His nerves are tense, just like a frog meets a snake, and every nerve of his is clamoring for danger. This is due to human instinct to survive.

However, Bai Yan tried his best to suppress the fear that germinated from deep in his heart. His body trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head. His light gray eyes looked at Wang Ze unblinkingly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ze didn’t look at him, but at his paintings.

Wang Ze stretched out his well-knotted hand and picked up the picture of the red stickman from the table.

Bai Yan immediately understood the behavior of the students in Class 3. They placed the paintings next to the aisle not for the convenience of the teacher, but for Wang Ze to use.

But Wang Ze took their paintings, and in order to hand in their homework, they naturally had to paint one more. This is why they acted abnormally.

The students in Class 3 would rather draw one more picture, so that they lost too much blood, and did not dare to resist Wang Ze. Wang Ze’s horror is evident.

Bai Yan is not stupid, he knows what he should do now.

The demonstration of the students in Class 3 is his best example.

The girl who was killed by Wang Ze just because of a smile in the morning proved with her life how dangerous it is to offend Wang Ze.

He couldn’t even resist Ning Xiuli, let alone resist Wang Ze.

Bai Yan was very patient, Ning Xiuli hit him, and he could endure it for a long time. He should be dormant now and hand in the painting obediently. As long as he is alive, he still has time and opportunities to do a lot of things…

Bai Yan couldn’t understand this truth better, but, facing the person with this face, he was not willing to show weakness in any way.

Bai Yan knew that if he watched for a while, he might lose the courage to resist, but he couldn’t stand his weakness even more than the unknown consequences. So, regardless of his fate, he stood up and snatched the painting from Wang Ze.

Bai Yan was too lazy to think about what Ning Xiuli would do if he couldn’t hand in his homework for a while. He folded the drawing paper in half and tore the drawing paper to shreds with great effort, tearing the stickman on it to nothing.

After a while, Bai Yan tossed the pieces of paper, and the paper flowers fell from his hands, and the autumn wind blowing into the classroom swept all over the floor.

Seeing Bai Yan tearing up the painting in public, the students in Class 3 were dumbfounded, and in a flash, there was an uncontrollable whisper——

“That person is crazy, he dare to snatch Wang Ze’s painting?”

“Haha, that person is a fool from Class 4, he certainly doesn’t know the fate of offending Wang Ze! It just so happened that he is dead, and Wang Ze will not kill anyone today!”

“Fortunately, the person he chose was not me. When I paint one picture, my blood will drain. When I paint two pictures, I will shed so much blood after I die!”

My ears were full of squeaky sounds, but Bai Yan didn’t hear a single sound.

After tearing off the painting, he was held in a cold breath, unable to move.

He watched Wang Ze’s cold and pale hand, which firmly clasped his neck.