Then, he took out his mobile phone and looked at the time.

It was already 3:20 in the afternoon.

At this time, Fang Yu should still be teaching on the podium.

Now is the best time.

He wanted Fang Yu to die suddenly in front of more than a hundred students!

"Don't blame me, who asked you to mess with me?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Chu Fan's mouth, and the viciousness in his eyes was completely inconsistent with his age.

Then, he picked up a soul needle and inserted it into one of the black spots on the paper man's body.

"Bah!"

The paper was penetrated and made a slight crisp sound.

The soul needle passed through a fatal point.

Chu Fan's hand did not stop, and the next soul needle was inserted into another fatal point.

During this process, the smile on Chu Fan's face became brighter and brighter, and finally the grin grew wider and wider, like a devil.

…

"My personal understanding of this poem..."

In the classroom, Fang Yu is in class.

Except for a few students who were playing with their phones with their heads down, most of the students were listening attentively and staring at Fang Yu.

"The author's emotions are not prominent..."

At this point, Fang Yu suddenly stopped.

The students who were excited after hearing this all looked at Fang Yu with confusion on their faces.

"Has it started? In that case, don't blame me."

Fang Yu's lips curled into a sneer.

He could already feel the slightest itching sensation in his soul.
Chapter completed!