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Chapter 69 Waste of Time(1/2)

Fernando was once a junior high school mathematics teacher in a public school and a respected educator.

All right

No one respected him at all.

He taught mathematics for a full twenty years, and the students who were able to listen to his lectures carefully were basically zero.

Because of the "quality education" and "happy learning" that are widely praised by Europe and the United States, truly rich families, elites and intellectuals have long sent their children to "unhappy" private schools.

What gathers in ordinary public schools is a group of learning scumbags who don’t like to study and do not seek to improve.

They have no intention of listening to the class, they only know how to waste their great lives on endless entertainment activities.

This is simply "suicide".

Twenty years ago, their "suicide" method was to chat in class, read novels, and read magazines.

Ten years ago, their "suicide" method was to play GB machines in class and listen to the Walkman.

Five years ago, I kept an electronic pet and listened to the walkman.

Then, there is a mobile phone, a laptop

The students' "suicide" methods have been constantly being upgraded, but no one is willing to listen carefully by Fernando's hard-working knowledge.

"Why"

"Why would you rather waste your time on these meaningless things than listen to my lectures?"

For twenty years, he has been asking this question in his mind.

He was in pain, suffering, and heartbroken for his students and for himself.

Finally one day, Fernando couldn't help but burst into an outbreak in class.

He smashed the cell phones and computers in the hands of the students and asked them the question that had hurt him for many years.

And the students' answers were:

"Because Teacher Fernando is bored."

"Mathematics is not interesting at all, and what Teacher Fernando said is even more boring."

"Yeah yeah"

"We don't want to hear such boring things!"

"Time is ours, we can waste whatever we want!"

""

These students have no intention of pursuing progress and show no signs of seeking change.

Fernando is just an ordinary middle-aged teacher. What else can he do when facing this group of students who are not good at it?

He can't do anything.

Therefore, Fernando had to resign as a teacher in dismay, and then hacked all 23 students in his class to death in the classroom before resigning.

Anyway, they don't want their own time, so he will help remove a little in advance.

It was also from that day that he discovered that he seemed to have some special talent.

but

Although he has not been a teacher for a long time, Fernando has always maintained his love for this profession.

For example, he would treat the enemy as a "student" and treat the many "temptations" contained in the container as a test for students.

When activating the ability of a stand-in, he will also talk about mathematics emotionally:

"Students, let's take a look at this question with me, it's very simple:"

“2x^2-7x+3=0.”

"Find the solution to x."

"Does any students know the answer? Is there any?"

Fernando was like a drama actor who was involved in the play, pacing back and forth on the road with passion while chanting lines passionately.

However, after working hard to explain a piece of knowledge, he looked back

The two "students" he had high hopes for failed the "test" at all.

Bugalati climbed up with serious injuries and focused on reading the newspaper falling out of the container.

Giorno took the remote control blankly and watched the TV. In just a few seconds, he even called out his favorite disovery channel, and watched the popular science of animal and plant knowledge with relish.

""

"Trump! Two more trash!!"

Fernando yelled hysterically:

"The precious time is not used to study, it is wasted on such meaningless things!"

The elegant temperament of a scholar in him disappeared instantly.

Instead, it is a kind of tyranny, a kind of terror, and an unsuppressible anger:

"You waste of time"

"It just needs education!"

Fernando grabbed Gioruno, who was addicted to TV, and pulled out a dagger from his waist in anger.

The blade was cold, and the refracted light even reflected into Giorno's eyes.

But Giorno still didn't respond.

He was completely addicted to the TV show in front of him.

Just like some floppy authors will unconsciously pick up their mobile phones to browse videos and watch the news when they are typing. When they wake up, they find that the battery life of their mobile phones is only 10%, and there is no word written in the novel, and a few hours have passed.

After entering a terrible state of wasting time, humans simply cannot feel the passage of time.

Giorno, who was completely addicted to TV, couldn't realize what he was doing now, nor did he realize the dagger that was about to hit him.

Finally, Fernando pierced Giorno's arm with a knife.

"Does it hurt?"

"I finally woke up?"

Fernando yelled angrily, holding the bloody dagger:

"You trash who don't know the preciousness of time will only wake up temporarily if you know the pain."

"this"

Giorno's face was extremely difficult to see.

He endured the stinging pain from his arm and tried to concentrate on summoning the golden experience to fight back.

but

But this TV is so good.

Before Giorno could concentrate, his eyes were once again attracted by the colorful TV screen.

His consciousness gradually faded, and even the stinging pain from his arm could not keep him awake.

You should know that the substitute is an image condensed by spiritual energy. If the spirit cannot be concentrated, the substitute will naturally not be able to manifest itself.

"hehe."

"Dogs just can't change their shit!"

"Even if I 'squeezing' you so hard, you will still waste your life."

Fernando pressed Giorno's neck tightly with a knife, sneering full of anger:

"You should be the same as my former student."

"Get out of hell as soon as possible!"

"stop!"

Li Qing's slightly anxious shout came from afar.

"oh?"

"You've finally got some movement."

The madness in Fernando's eyes subsided a little, and his tone seemed much calmer:

"Mr. Li Qing, are you just observing my substitute ability?"

"Why, I've already figured it out?"

"Then I have to remind you"

"I hate people disturbing me the most during class."
To be continued...
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