[Congratulations to actor Zhang Feng for passing the script: "Grandpa and Sunflower"]

[Level of truth investigation: 72%]

[Script collapse degree: 95.5%]

[Deduction evaluation: A]

[Obtained the title: Among Our Generation]

[Thriller points obtained: 1500 points, current character rating: new actor (2600 thriller points are required to reach the next level)]

[Props obtained: Tiantian Ming Talisman (1/3)]

[Acquire inheritance: Maoshan Secret Technique (remaining)]

[Occupation obtained: Maoshan Taoist priest]

[Killing the core ghost in the script will reward you with a supernatural item: a human-headed sunflower]

[Remuneration earned: 2,600 points. It was detected that you committed a large number of language violations. Deduction: 1,000 points. Final remuneration earned: 1,600 points]

The scene freezes on Zhang Feng's smiling face.

The camera zoomed out and Zhang Feng was slowly falling backwards.

In his hand he held an old-looking camera.

In front of him is He Yunwei, who was penetrated by thunder, and behind him is the ghost transformed into a photo.

"Dingling~Dengdeng~!"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and a dazzling white light enveloped Zhang Feng's body.

When he woke up, Zhang Feng found that he was back in the classroom.

He sat in his seat, sweating profusely.

"call......"

Looking around, except for Zhang Feng, the other three people all looked pale and dumbfounded.

Tian Yue kept swallowing his throat, and clasped the fingers of both hands against his chest.

Lu Zihang sat motionless, his blank eyes looking around, as if there were wild beasts around him.

He even breathed softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything.

Yan Qianqian's symptoms were the most severe. She was panting rapidly, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and they were constantly opening, closing, and closing together.

His fists were clenched tightly on the desk, and the veins on his arms and neck popped out, as if he was suffering from some illness.

Zhang Feng was the first to recover. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Yan Qianqian sitting in the corner.

He opened his mouth...to say something, but when he saw the condition of the other two...Zhang Feng did not say anything after all.

Damn...it's all just a script, what are you thinking about?

Raising his head, Zhang Feng shifted his gaze to Li Wen, who was sitting on the podium with her legs crossed.

She changed her clothes, a gold off-shoulder dress and a white blue-patterned skirt.

Out of male instinct, Zhang Feng's eyes immediately glanced at Li Wen's looming mysterious area.

Black hollow...

This teacher... is simply leading students to commit crimes.

"Hmm...not bad, not bad. His psychological quality is good. He didn't cry for his mother just because he died once."

Li Wen had a lollipop in her mouth and her speech was a little slurred.

She tapped her fingers on the blackboard.

Zhang Feng was guided to divert his attention.

The names of the four of them were written where Li Wen's fingers were tapping.

Except for Zhang Feng's name, the names of the other three people have been crossed out with red chalk.

"Tell me how a low-level copy killed three people. Although my original intention was to let you experience the feeling of death, I really didn't expect that only one person would die."

Li Wen took out the candy in her mouth, put it to her mouth, licked it, took a sip and then said:

"Isn't this a story about an old man who was possessed by a ghost and wanted to eat people? The ghost-level old man walks slowly and looks amiable. Are you confused by his appearance and are you willing to be eaten?

"

"..."

The three people who were still immersed in fear just now raised their heads and stared at Li Wen.

Are you running the same script as us?!

An amiable wandering soul-level old man?

They all believe you when you say that damn thing is about to reach the black level.

Regarding this point, classmate Zhang Feng has deeper feelings than them.

The old man was muscular and had a knife hidden in his smile.

He can also have four ghosts appear on his body and run 20 to 30 meters in one second.

Runs faster than Bolt.

He will definitely come out on top in the Olympics.

When Yan Qianqian, Tian Yue and Lu Zihang thought of the smiling old man who sawed them alive with a saw, they couldn't turn their faces towards kindness.

Looking at the stunned people, Zhang Feng sighed and said to Li Wen:

"Oh... let me explain it."

"Huh? What happened? You actually have to go out of your way to explain it."

Li Wen became interested. She raised the corners of her mouth and raised her eyebrows, as if she was listening attentively.

"It's like this, Mr. Li, in this script we encountered a script collapse."

When Zhang Feng said the words "script collapse", Li Wen immediately concentrated on it.

Not everyone can encounter script failure. It is either good luck or bad luck, it all depends on what the actors in the script think.

Maybe, you can make a lot of money from it.

"You have encountered a script crash! What level has the script reached, and what level of ghosts have appeared?"

Zhang Feng was silent for a moment and replied:

"I don't know what level the script has reached, but there are two white-clothed ghosts in it, as well as hundreds or thousands of ghost-level ghosts."

Hmm... Wandering and the village chief are both white-clothed ghosts.

The village chief can be eliminated by the thunder talisman, and can be defeated by Twisting, so there is no problem with two white-clothed levels.

"Two... two white-clothed level ghosts? There are also hundreds or thousands of ghost-level ghosts! The difficulty level has reached the level of an intermediate second-level scenario..."

As soon as Zhang Feng's words came out, Li Wen opened her mouth in an "O" shape in surprise.

Facing two white-clothed ghosts and hundreds of ghost-level ghosts, it's no wonder those three people died.

Wait...Zhang Feng is not dead...he is still alive?!

"You! How did you do it? You actually survived."

"Well...it's nothing. I just went to the hidden dungeon to rescue the Taoist priest Maoshan. He gave me a white-level thunder talisman. I used the thunder talisman to kill the village chief who turned into a white-level ghost.

"

Zhang Feng pretended to be relaxed and tampered with the facts.

He still understands the principle of not leaking wealth, and it is best not to let the teacher know that he has obtained the Maoshan inheritance.

At this time, it is safest to put the Yan Tianming Talisman on the bright side.

Another one is that he is planning to find a way to sell the Yantian Ming Talisman.

This thing was so difficult to use, the formula was so complicated that it was difficult to explain, and it would hurt your body to read it, so he almost didn't let him hand it over to the village chief.

If the fool hadn't rushed out and saved his life in the end, he would definitely have died.

It's better to sell it and earn him a fortune.

For example... Teacher Li is a good choice, um... you can knock... uh... discuss it carefully with the teacher.

Li Wen didn't know what Zhang Feng was thinking.

When she heard Zhang Feng's "glorious deeds", she just felt that this guy was a talent and would definitely become a success in the future.

She nodded and approved with satisfaction...Halfway through the approval, she realized what earth-shattering thing Zhang Feng had done.

"Oh...so that's it...what the heck!!! You kid also killed a ghost in white?!"

"Yes, the talisman caused the thunder to strike to death. The strike was very satisfying and made people feel comfortable all over."
To be continued...