PFC Chapter 241 Threatening Letter
Chapter 241 Threatening Letter
This was the first time Pei Jin sat in a classroom to attend class after returning to China.
He is used to the loose teaching environment abroad.
I am still not quite used to the strong learning atmosphere in China.
I listened to the class patiently for a while, but found it really boring.
So he took out his cell phone and started looking at it openly.
I had only been watching for less than two minutes when I suddenly felt a sharp gaze directed at me.
Pei Jin followed the source of the sight and looked over there lazily and casually.
I saw it on the window at the back door of the classroom.
The dean of studies has a half bald head.
Looking at him deeply.
Although he was caught for not paying attention in class and playing with his phone, Pei Jin didn't take it seriously.
Not only did he grin, he also waved his cell phone at him.
Seeing this, the dean shook his head helplessly.
He put down his tiptoes, sighed, and put his hands behind his back.
Continue to patrol the corridor to check the class situation of each grade.
Because the students of Hailan Private High School are often either rich or noble.
The school is worried that some young teachers with ordinary backgrounds will not be able to control their students and may rebel against their teachers and ancestors.
He organized the members of the Family Committee to form a special teaching affairs group.
It is convenient to manage these arrogant young masters and young ladies.
The members of the special teaching affairs group are mainly old men and women from major families who have nothing to do after retirement and are enjoying their twilight years at home.
I usually drink tea, play chess, raise birds and listen to music at home.
In the past, my children were busy with work and were not often at home, so I only saw them a few times a month.
Over time, it's inevitable to feel lonely.
Although there are many servants in the huge house, it always feels lonely.
Since joining the special teaching group.
I watch the energetic and youthful figures of high school students every day.
Not only does my mentality improve and I feel more energetic, but I also feel younger and younger!
It can be said to be a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
Considering that the elderly are old, their legs and feet are not so agile.
The school adopted a shift system.
Conduct random checks on each class’s discipline and learning situation from time to time.
In this way, there is pressure from the older generation.
They are no longer afraid of students rebelling and daring to show off their power and abuse their power in school.
Wait until the dean leaves.
Pei Jin checked his WeChat messages several times over.
I didn't see anyone quick enough to transfer the strategy information they had looked up to his mobile phone.
Young Master Pei curled his lips unhappily.
He finally came up with such a brilliant idea.
I have been itching to do it for a long time. I want to do it as soon as I think of it, and I can't wait to do it now.
Therefore, I am really impatient to wait now.
I wish I could fast forward to the next day so I could compete with Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan had already returned to the classroom by now and resumed his attentive and meticulous state of listening.
Pei Jin stared at her elegant and dignified back for a while.
I waited for a long time but she didn't look back at me.
I find it really boring.
Soon, he started yawning unconsciously because he was bored.
He pushed aside his textbook and was just about to lie down on the table to take a nap and adjust to the jet lag.
As my thoughts were fuzzy, an idea suddenly occurred to me.
Take out your exercise book and uncap your pen.
Pei Jin lay on the table, concentrating on writing and drawing.
The smile on his face became deeper and deeper.
Until the last stroke is made, the work is done.
Pei Jin admired his work for a while and nodded repeatedly in satisfaction.
With a "hiss", the paper was torn off the notebook.
Use your hands to roll the paper into a ball about half the size of your fist.
I also asked the girl in the front row for a small black rubber band and hung it on my index and middle fingers, forming a slingshot shape.
Then, he put the rolled-up paper ball on it, stretched the rubber band, and aimed at the position of Bai Yuan in front of him.
Let go again.
Just listen to a "pop" sound.
The paper ball hit the back of Bai Yuan's left hand accurately, as he was sitting in the third row diagonally in front of him.
The moment when the paper ball bounces onto your arm.
Bai Yuan's long-dormant muscle memory awakened.
She reflexively held it with her backhand.
The touch of the wrinkled paper ball in her palm seemed to bring her back to the third grade classroom.
Bai Yuan's expression was dazed for a moment, and he almost became confused because of this childish behavior and forgot what day it was.
At the beginning, Qin Lingzheng also tore up pieces of paper into balls and threw them at the teacher one by one while she was writing on the blackboard.
Bai Yuan really didn't expect to see tricks that were only seen in elementary school in a high school classroom.
She grasped the paper ball in her palm, turned around and looked in the direction where the paper ball came from.
Sure enough, sitting in the back row of the classroom, he saw Pei Jin winking at him, with a smug expression as if he had pulled a successful prank.
Along with his exquisite and perfect face, there was also a kind of fox-like cunningness, and his deep blue eyes were flashing with an unusual excitement because his trick had succeeded.
It's a bit childish, but it makes sense.
After integrating the experiences of meeting Pei Jin several times, Bai Yuan roughly drew the other party's personality traits and this conclusion through profiling.
Bai Yuan thought about himself back then and how he handled this boring and childish situation.
I vaguely remember that I gathered a handful of paper balls, and after class, I grabbed Qin Lingzheng by the collar and stuffed them all into his mouth without missing a single one...
The effect should be quite good.
Because since then, she no longer has any memory of being hit by a paper ball.
Pei Jin, who was sitting in the back seat and was excitedly waiting for Bai Yuan to open the paper ball to read its contents, suddenly felt a chill on his back for no apparent reason.
I shuddered subconsciously.
Coming back from past memories, Bai Yuan gently stroked the texture of the paper ball with his fingertips, and happened to see the handwriting scratches on the back of the paper.
With a bit of curiosity, he spread out the paper ball and flattened it.
Finally, I saw the masterpiece that Pei Jin was proud of.
On the creased paper, there were two lifelike matchstick men drawn with a black carbon pen.
One head has Pei written on it, and the other has Bai written on it.
Pei Xiaoren held a simple bow and arrow in his hand and shot it at Bai Xiaoren. The arrow went through his body, most of the way inside, and pierced him right through.
what?
Bai Yuan frowned slightly.
Behind the little man Bai, there is a huge heart painted with an arrow inserted in it, passing through the center, exactly the same way.
Bai Yuan turned around and looked at Pei Jin again.
Seeing this, Pei Jin blinked his right eye at her again.
He raised his right thumb and pointed his index finger at Bai Yuan, making a gun-shaped gesture and aiming in the direction of Bai Yuan. His index finger simulated the movement of the muzzle lifting up due to the recoil after pulling the trigger.
Finally, he pressed the corner of his mouth and blew her a kiss.
Bai Yuan:?
Bai Yuan:!
Bai Yuan turned his head and looked at the paper in his hand.
Finally confirmed that this was a threatening letter.
Bai Yuan: He wants to kill me!