Chapter 531

He lifts his arm to look at his watch.

Then he lowers his head and sketches something in his notebook.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock..."

The second hand on the clock on the wall is jumping one by one.

Every jump seems to be jumping on the students' hearts.

Some students finally cannot help but start whispering.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Teacher Jodie come yet?"

"I don't know! She's usually very punctual!"

"Class monitor, think of a way!"

"Go find the teacher quickly, the vice principal is so scary!"

"But I think the vice principal is so handsome!"

"Shut up, you fangirl!"

"Yeah, don't you know how the vice principal treats fangirls?"

"..."

"Fine, I'll go find the teacher!"

A female student who is the class monitor stands up.

The terrified expression on her face and the thin sweat on her forehead.

Make her look like a warrior about to go to her death.

Her limbs are stiff as she walks messily toward the simulated personality.

From her body movements, one can see how scared she is.

Who doesn't know the great name of the simulated personality?

The title of "Hell Yama" has been ringing in her ears like a death warrant since she was in middle school.

The news on TV broadcasts the simulated personality's miraculous teaching methods every day.

Relatives and neighbors have broken their heads trying to send their children to the school where Hoshino Mu is.

Even if they can't get in, they would spend all their family wealth to fight for an exchange student spot for their children.

And her parents are like they are possessed.

Smashing pots and selling iron to pull strings, it took a lot of effort to send her to this aristocratic school.

The year she first arrived at school was the year the simulated personality went to college.

She originally thought she had passed two years of easy days and was about to be liberated.

But who knew that Hell Yama would obtain a doctoral degree and return to campus in just two years?

And directly transformed into the vice principal of their school?

Is that outrageous or what?!

Couldn't he wait until she graduated before coming back?

Does he love his alma mater that much?

"Vice Principal!"

The female class monitor bows to the simulated personality with a twisted face.

This bowing action can be called the most standard bowing posture in the world.

Expressing the female class monitor's fear and respect for the simulated personality from the bottom of her heart.

"Hmm!"

The simulated personality hums from his nose.

Then he lifts his eyes to glance at the female class monitor.

Although the dark eyes are blocked by glasses.

One can still feel the impatience in that deep gaze.

"Hiss!"

The students in the class sit upright instantly.

Their expressions become very terrified after the simulated personality hums.

They are in their youth but are bearing pressure they shouldn't have to bear.

They feel a chill down their backs, and their hair stands up instantly.

They seem to have received a huge mental attack.

Sweat is pouring down their bodies.

Some slightly obese students are already drenched in sweat.

But even if the sweat soaks them through.

They don't dare to take out a handkerchief to wipe it off.

Some students with smaller guts are even dizzy.

As if they are about to faint in the next second.

"Tsk!"

The simulated personality suddenly curls his lips impatiently.

"!!!"

The whole class shudders instantly.

Stiffening their bodies and not daring to move.

The whole place falls into silence.

"That... that..."

The female class monitor stands in place.

Her legs are trembling non-stop.

"Speak! What does it look like to be stuttering?!"

The simulated personality lifts his head and frowns.

It can be seen that he is already restraining his murderous aura.

"I... I..."

The female class monitor is instantly scared into taking half a step back.

She supports herself by placing her arm on the shoulder of the student behind her.

Small and weak, she has to find support.

Her palm-sized face has long since lost its color from fear.

Her eyes are gray and white, and the original pupil color can no longer be seen.

The student being leaned on is stiffening his body and not daring to make any small movements.

He is trying hard to act as a qualified wooden stake.

"Tsk! I what I? Stand straight!"

"Yes!"

The female class monitor instantly sticks her hands to the sides of her trousers.

Head up and chest out!

Her eyes are firm at this moment, completely ready to join the party!

"Hmm, not bad, it seems you haven't given up on yourselves in the two years I've been gone!"

"Speak! What's the matter?"

The simulated personality nods with satisfaction.

The expression looking at the female class monitor gradually softens.

"I want to go invite Teacher Jodie over!"

The female class monitor holds her head high and chest out, her voice loud.

As if she used all her life's strength to shout this sentence.

"Hmm... go ahead!"

The simulated personality's brows gradually unfold. ===== CHAPTER 532 =====