Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

"The end begins with a nightmare (

Does Lin Mo still have a choice now?

The play has already been played, so it must go on.

"Okay teacher, I'm going to class!"

Lin Mo probed into the classroom and glanced, good guy, it was quite full.

There was no way to do it, so I walked in bravely, and in an instant, I felt countless pairs of eyes looking at myself.

Lin Mo has a little benefit.

That is the critical moment, and he will never get mad. At this moment, he walked in calmly, and his eyes quickly swept across the many seats.

He is looking for an empty seat.

And this seat can't sit around.

Can't sit in front.

Because there is no panoramic view of the classroom in front of you, especially what is happening behind you, you have no idea at all. So it's best to sit in the back row of the classroom, which is Lin Mo's favorite position.

Can look around.

The back is full.

On the contrary, there are many empty seats in the front.

"What kind of students are these students, why are they not motivated at all, can they hear the teacher's lecture from so far away?" Lin Mo muttered.

Speaking of the students here, it is even more difficult to describe.

Although many of the students looked like human beings, their blue-purple skin and gloomy aura were obviously not alive.

In other words, there is not a single living person in the entire classroom.

Fortunately, these students are very disciplined in the classroom, no one speaks, and there is no sound of discussion, so the whole classroom is very quiet, but it is a bit scary.

Lin Mo still intends to sit in the back row.

It didn't matter if he squeezed, it was mainly because he wanted to mingle with the classmates.

As a result, just after walking there, the teacher's voice came from behind.

"Zhang Yang, you sit in the front, there are so many empty seats in front."

"Good teacher!"

Lin Mo's plan was in vain, and the terrifying teacher spoke up. He could only sit in the front, and he was in the first row.

There are very few students in the first row, and they all look weak.

Just the kind of good student who can be bullied.

Lin Mo thought about it and walked to the front row of a female student and sat down.

"There's no one here, then I'll sit down." Lin Mo said and sat down.

This location is good, you can listen to the teacher's lectures very well, and have a wide field of vision, but unfortunately, you don't know what's going on behind you.

"Okay, let's start class now."

On the podium, the teacher stroked his heavy glasses and began to lecture.

The content is an anatomy class.

Lin Mo thought he had heard it wrong.

Listening again, it is indeed an anatomy class, and the teacher said that this is the foundation of plastic art, which can establish a perfect cognition of human body structure, and only with cognition can you draw vivid paintings.

Of course, the main content is the bones, and the line feeling of the muscles in different positions.

Lin Mo saw that everyone else had books, and it was definitely not good to have an empty desk on his desk, so he also took out a pencil, took out a diary, and pretended to take notes.

In fact, not a word was written on the paper.

The class is quiet.

Except for the teacher's voice, the room full of students hardly made any sound.

Lin Mo observed secretly.

"I didn't see that human spider." Lin Mo was a little puzzled.

At that time, the other party's appearance should be that he heard the class bell and went to class. Isn't he not in this class?

It is also possible.

But if that's the case, how many such ghost classrooms are there in the Yellow Carp Academy of Fine Arts?

Just thinking about it makes my scalp go numb.

The other students were listening to the class quietly, all with expressionless faces, just like sculptures.

Time is passing slowly.

Lin Mo couldn't sit still. Usually a class lasts forty minutes. After the get out of class, will the human spider suddenly run out?

No one can say for sure.

And the classroom seems to be quiet, but Lin Mo can feel the strange atmosphere here.

In particular, Lin Mo felt that someone was spying on him.

But every time he looked back, he found that all the students were in class honestly, with their eyes fixed on the blackboard.

This is also the reason why Lin Mo doesn't like to sit in the first row.

Just when Lin Mo was thinking about the next plan, the teacher on the podium suddenly spoke.

"Zhang Yang, answer this question."

Lin Mo didn't move.

He didn't react at once, or he forgot that he was now a student of the Academy of Fine Arts, Zhang Yang.

"Zhang Yang!"

Lin Mo only reacted when he called for the second time.

"By the way, I'm Zhang Yang now."

He immediately got up and looked at the blackboard and the teacher.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, Lin Mo whispered, "Teacher, what's the problem?"

The teacher was obviously angry.

The old facial features suddenly turned extremely ferocious.

Lin Mo secretly said that it was not good.

This does not answer the question, is it going to kill?

Holding the pencil, Lin Mo was also ready.

The terrifying pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and just when it was about to break through the critical point, the teacher waved his hand: "Okay, give one warning, sit down, and pay attention to the lecture. What I'm talking about today is the key point."

Lin Mo heaved a sigh of relief and sat down.

He thought there was going to be a fight.

But the teacher looked pretty good, just gave a warning.

After half a class here, Lin Mo found a problem.

This art teacher seems to be the most terrifying existence in the school~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The suffocating atmosphere that no one can compare to, the human spider I met before is also a younger brother in front of the teacher.

At the same time, like other powerful nightmares, this teacher is also formed by a strong obsession.

Just like the old Chinese medicine practitioner Lin Mo met, and the takeaway brother Wei Dong.

It's just that the art teacher's obsession has a strong sense of responsibility in it.

Lin Mo found that as long as he listened carefully and took classes on time, the art teacher's "taboo" would not be triggered.

Therefore, students in the classroom are forced to come to class.

After all, there is no malice in the art teacher, but none of these students are good people.

Just say Lin Mo is at the same table.

At first, Lin Mo thought it was a female student, but after careful observation, he realized that this guy was actually a man.

Long hair, very feminine, are all boys in the Academy of Fine Arts like this?

Not right either.

There is a very ferocious man ghost in the back.

This is not the most important, mainly because the girl at the same table has been staring at him secretly with cold eyes, and there are weird sneers and malicious spread from time to time.

Lin Mo naturally stared back without fear.

But then again, Lin Mo suddenly felt that this **** at the same table was very familiar.

Seems like I've seen it somewhere.

Just can't remember.

At this time, Lin Mo discovered that this **** actually took advantage of the teacher's writing on the blackboard.

After speaking, Sensen smiled.

Lin Mo remembered, he remembered where he had seen this stuff.

It was the terrifying human spider from before, a head on the spider's body, exactly the same as this one.

This discovery made Lin Mo's heart skip a beat, and he instantly understood something.