Chapter 241 The Most Awesome Class in History Aftermath

Zhou Cheng rushed upstairs in two steps at a time, raised his hand and closed the door, took off his clothes, and went to bed.

He was quite comfortable, with thirty scared students below, their bodies squeaked in a pile, and the classroom door was wide open, and from time to time, the night wind blew the black cloth on the podium and the dim light emitted by the table lamp. In the eyes of these students, it was like a soul-suming lamp, and for a moment, the screams of girls came one after another.

"Stop calling! Give me peace of mind!"

Wang Jiang jumped onto the table and shouted, and the scene suddenly became quiet. Then Lin Ling and Xu Haoran also jumped onto the other two tables and said loudly:

"What's the noise? Be quiet first!"

After all, it is something like ghosts and gods, and it is not easy to forget. Girls can feel their hearts still beating, while boys can feel the dense goose bumps on their arms.

People are born with a mother and a woman, and no one is born with a good man, so they are afraid of what nature should be.

Actually, this time was a pure accident.

The preparations are very sufficient for the weekly cost. In a dark classroom, the first prerequisite is to not turn on the lights. In a dark classroom, let students sit in a very back position and cage the podium with thick gauze, so that the students can't see clearly what it is.

And the computer, speaker, and projector acted very well as helpers. Although the ghosts asked Zhou Cheng, "Hello Master, Taoist!" from the beginning.

However, Zhou Cheng said nothing too far. He asked questions first and then called the next one. The original ghost's voice was different from the ordinary people's voices, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was coming from underground.

The sounds of these ghosts were covered by computer audio, and it can be said that Zhou Cheng was talking to himself, in conjunction with the recording and projector.

The sound of ghosts is absolutely different from that of ordinary people. Even if you stand in front of you and say it, you will feel a very illusory and ethereal feeling. Zhou Chengnong's computer audio and projector just gave him the opportunity to hide the truth.

It’s not that Zhou Cheng is willing to pretend to be a ghost, but he believes in opportunities. If you tell others about ghosts and myths, others may not believe it. It’s like climbing a mountain. If you give others a complete set of equipment, others may not be able to climb halfway up the mountain, but for some people, you just need to give them some guidance, and they can climb to the top.

Moreover, I clearly told the students that I asked you to watch the live version of the ghost movie, and I guess I would have to be invited to have tea immediately, which is considered to promote superstition and harmony. Therefore, Zhou Cheng’s warning can also be seen as not allowing students to spread the word, what they saw or hear, because even the videos cannot be accepted by the society. After all, Zhou Cheng is a university teacher, although he is just a substitute.

So, the lesson tonight was just Zhou Cheng who wanted these students to experience some different feelings, so that they could experience myths, experience history, and let them know that the world is much more complicated than they believe. But these concealment methods can also give students a good buffer. They are curious about myths, and Zhou Chengdi satisfies them and gives them the opportunity to contact them; they chose archaeology, and Zhou Chengdi teaches them, and teaches them the rarest historical and humanistic archaeology. The world is so big, this one is the only one.

If you believe, you have it; if you don’t, you won’t. If you have the opportunity, you will believe that it is a mythical ghost. If you don’t have the opportunity, you will beat him to death. He only thinks that Zhou Cheng is directing and acting, singing a play with a computer, acoustics, and performing a multimedia teaching.

But now, that last damn ghost, Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, actually wanted to hold the thighs of the gods and make a good opportunity. He thought that after asking for something and having good intentions, he would be able to reincarnate in the heavenly way. Maybe he could still get the kind of immortal fate like Meng Tian who had just returned. In the least, he could be reincarnated immediately.

As a result, in an impulse, he could not control his ghost energy, which made the classroom cry and howl. He jumped up to hug Zhou Cheng's legs and beg him to do something.

A series of actions of the ghost, the gust of ghost wind in the classroom, the ghost shadows that appear after gauze blows, and the remarks of Zhang Sanfeng's disciples, even the stupidest fool can know that this is not multimedia teaching, this is a real and diverse teaching of human-ghost.

This is amazing. It's like watching a drama. If anyone tells you that those who laugh and dance just now are all ghosts, and people will be afraid of it. This is a kind of scare. It was a good show, but although there were doubts, it was basically regarded as Paleolithic archaeology that was taught in multimedia, but now it has become the closest historical and cultural archaeology that is practical. The students were really frightened.

Although these students are indeed very interested in ancient culture, especially ancient myths, and they are not Ye Gong's favorite dragons, they are still scared by the sudden changes.

"There are people with flashlights that turn on the flashlight, turn on the phone with their phones, and help with the lighting!"

Wang Jiang swallowed his saliva, slowly jumped off the table, signaling the group of men and women behind who were watching him nervously to rest assured, tiptoed to the podium, then closed his eyes and pulled it.

"Chi!" With a sound of tearing the cloth, Wang Jiang tore it out of it, and then he took out his cell phone with a trembling hand. With the light emitted from the camera hair on the cell phone, he became bolder and looked at it.

"ah!"

The people below saw Wang Jiang poking his head and looking at the podium that was still surrounded by half of the gauze, and couldn't help but scream a few more times.

"Ah!" Wang Jiang jumped out. Then the people below were so scared that they screamed again, thinking that something unexpected happened. Fortunately, it was still very remote here, and the windows were closed, and only the door was half open, otherwise the school police would have come long ago.

"Wang Jiang, how did you come?" Lin Ling rushed towards Wang Jiang nervously.

Wang Jiang laughed twice:

"Students, it's okay. There was nothing just now. Let's try if everyone's psychological qualities are good. The laptops, audio and projectors on the podium were taken away by the teacher. Look, there is nothing!"

"Hey, there's nothing."

Lin Ling and Xu Haoran, who ran over, searched on the podium for a long time, and there was nothing except the projection screen that was still hanging on the black cloth.

"You dead Wang Jiang." "You pig head, scare us." "Wang Jiang, I will climb onto your bed in the middle of the night next time." "You are not worth it to Wang Jiang. Brother Wang, I will give you a steamed bun last time. Damn, I will only give you half next time."

Wang Jiang was so scalp that he had to say quickly: "I was wrong, can't I be wrong? You all come and see if you can find any clues. Damn, the teacher is running too fast, and I guess he will put the "Don't Disturb" sign on again now."

The thirty people standing behind him now defeated the fear and ran over to see what happened. Of course, they were disappointed and there was nothing. Even the night wind blowing in from the faint door was a faint heat, with a breath that made people feel at ease.

Xu Haoran half-kneeled on the ground, touched and touched again and again. He thought it was the teacher who installed some secret lattice on the ground, or whether there was anything left to testify what he had just seen. Like everyone else, he defeated the fear at the beginning, and now he was full of curiosity that could hold the elephant to death.

"What did you see just now?"

Xu Haoran patted the mud on his hands and stood up and asked.

Everyone nodded with extreme affirmation at first, then shook their heads quickly. To put it nicely, everyone is the audience, what is the difference between what they see? To put it bluntly, everyone is mortal, and what they see is naturally the same.

Xu Haoran asked very little. He touched the pinching marks on his right arm that was still in pain. He knew that although he didn't see much and didn't know if it was a ghost, the girl who secretly pinched his arm helped Xu Haoran remember the memory. It was not an hallucination just now.

Lin Ling said: "I only know that it was definitely not an hallucination just now. At the beginning, I was scared. I also knew that others were not an hallucination. I just scratched my arm by at least three scared girls."

"Sorry, just now, I seemed to pinch someone."

Ye Nansha said timidly from the side. In the chaos just now, the girls desperately grabbed the boy's hand and pinched them straight down. Some of them were so scared that they screamed, while others were pinched.

"Hahaha……."

Ye Nansha's words made everyone laugh, and the tense atmosphere was not that heavy.

"It's getting late, everyone should go back to bed early. However, I advise everyone to take care of their mouths and apply for archaeology and join our class. It shouldn't be a big-mouthed grandma!"

Cheng Hai pushed open the door and said a little worriedly.

"Tsk, you are." A sigh, and his tone was very certain. The students who chose Paleolithic archaeology were all very interested in or curious about ancient culture and ancient mythology. They were afraid that after that, they would be curious and eager to go out and talk about it everywhere next time. After all, there were only about thirty people, which was still very secret, especially Zhou Cheng had some advice.

Everyone then left the old classroom, and the flashlight shone on the second floor. As expected, the sign "Don't Disturb" was already hung on, so everyone left with a chat and laughter.

"Who sent me back? I'm still a little scared!" Ye Nansha said.

"I." Wang Jiang is always the most active, so he took the initiative to send her back.

"Bai Xueling, why don't I send you back too?" Lin Ling said in connection.

"You guys go first. I'll go back alone." "Okay, let's go first."

Seeing that everyone had left, Bai Xueling went upstairs and knocked on the door on the second floor.
Chapter completed!