The Last Gentleman Chapter 185

   Chapter 185 Teacher Fang

   "Fuck! 11 o'clock!" Yi Chen burst out with a mouthful of national quintessence.

   Moon Mark felt the changes in the environment brought about by the instant dice points, adjusted the gauze covering his eyes, and stretched his body.

   "Finally a little bit of pressure, that's what makes it interesting."

  The postman wearing a top hat suddenly walked across the fork in front of him, leaning on a cane and looking sideways at the two people in the passage.

   "Very difficult course, it is necessary to remind you that if you die here, your journey will end directly. And the side effects of death will reflect on your original body, try not to die as much as possible."

After    said these words, the postman disappeared at the fork in the road, and even his breath dissipated.

  Yuehen couldn't wait, "William, let's lead the way, the good show is about to begin."

"Um."

  The two bypassed the final fork and came to the final passage leading to the art hall. The gloomy undercurrent that permeated here even constructed the severed limbs and heads of plastic models.

   Instead, he would stretch out his hand to assist, or kick his back, and even the eyeballs hanging between his heads would continue to signal, hoping that the students would go to the art hall sooner.

   Stepping out of the passage, an art hall full of miasma appeared in front of you.

  A large number of model heads are hung from the top of the art hall by iron hooks. A green candle is burning between the eye sockets of these heads, and you can even hear the sound of burning flesh.

  The miasma that permeated the art hall and the external passages was also overflowing from the heads of the plastic models, which was very strange.

  The walls are covered with large mirrors, similar to a large dance studio.

   When the orphans concentrated here look at themselves through the mirror reflection, they actually catch a glimpse of themselves being 'modeled', with the plastic structures of the models growing out of their faces, arms, and legs.

   was so frightened that they hurriedly touched their bodies, only to find that everything was normal, it was just an illusion caused by miasma.

   Many orphans took out the filter masks that they had prepared in advance and bought at the canteen.

  Yi Chen has already woven a plant mask for the first time, filtering this strange smell of miasma, and at the same time handing Moon Hen one.

   The latter accepted it readily, and even learned to salute Yi Chen as a gentleman.

  When the plant mask is put on the face of the moon mark, it is immediately dyed silver, and there is a silver moon mark in the upper right corner, which further enhances the effect.

   The students who were concentrated in the hall waited for a full five minutes, but they couldn't see the teacher who came to class. They couldn't help but start talking, and their originally tense thoughts also decreased.

However,

  The smooth floor under everyone's feet was instantly removed, and all the students fell vertically.

  Because the miasma is too dense, it is impossible to see the specific situation below, and it is impossible to determine the height of the drop, and it is impossible to determine whether the floor below is smooth.

  Om!

   A young grape with no limb structure, thin skin and tender flesh, and a small size immediately appeared on Yi Chen's shoulder, just a black ball the size of a tennis ball.

   Field of view increase.

  Yi Chen immediately caught an iron chain hidden in the miasma, or the iron chain that was temporarily condensed from the miasma and connected to the top.

  手中的嫩芽根须立即射出！ Although the number, toughness, and hardness of the plants have decreased, they are still barely able to pull Yi Chen, who is only eight years old.

  Bang!

   The 'moon eyes' possessed by the other party can also see through the miasma, and use the surrounding orphans as human flesh pedals to easily grab another hanging iron chain.

   Similarly,

   There are naturally strong people among the orphan groups. They react quickly and grab the nearest iron chain. Some people even spread a gliding film under their armpits. After gliding for a certain distance in the air, they firmly grasp the farther chain.

   Naturally, there are also very few poor guys who failed to react, or were plotted by others and failed to catch the chain.

   Fall vertically.

   Ah~ The screams came from the lower end, and the depth was estimated to be about 50 meters.

   Wait until the miasma slowly dissipates, and then fully see the specific situation below.

The   10-meter-long spikes were inserted all over the bottom, and there was no room to dodge at all. It would almost kill you if you fell... In addition to the students who were pierced, there were also the bones of teenagers with varying degrees of decay on the surface of the spikes.

   After everyone hung on the chain for almost five minutes,

  At the top of the art hall, the miasma generated by the burning of the model's head re-converged at the bottom, just covering the spiked area, forming a new floor structure.

   It's just that the level of the art hall has dropped by about fifty meters.

   Everyone was still holding on to the chains, and no one let go.

   At this time,

  The miasma gathered at the edge of the hall, and along with a crisp sound of high heels, a tall woman with a red dress walked out.

  The design of the deep V open chest structure and the model-level pace further highlight her figure.

  The impeccable shape and distribution of facial features push her further to perfection,

   Not only a bald head, but also no eyebrows and eyelashes. Although such hairlessness makes the face cleaner and more perfect, it cannot meet the aesthetics of normal human beings.

   Even Moon Hen squinted his eyes and muttered, "What an ugly guy."

   Not only that, but you can also see some details from the female teacher after careful observation.

  The red dress is not worn on the body, but is fixed by hooking directly into the skin through the iron hooks on the shoulders and back.

  The high-heeled shoes that stepped on her feet should be called [high-heeled] to be exact, because only a slender iron root was inserted between the soles of her feet, and there was no so-called shoe part.

  A large number of white lines are also stitched between the ten fingers, the function of which is unknown.

   Move to the center.

   She looked up at the students at the upper end and began to introduce herself:

   "Tonight's talent class will be taught by me. You can just call me teacher Fang. It may take a long time, so you need to prepare yourself mentally."

   Teacher Fang's surname and such an image brought Yi Chen's thoughts back to his life.

   In the former orphanage, there was also a teacher Fang who was in charge of dancing and piano teaching. She was the highest-level art teacher in the orphanage. Only students with excellent ratings could enter her class.

  Because of alopecia, Mr. Fang was born without hair, eyebrows and other hair.

   Everyone was a little scared when they first met, but after in-depth contact, they could feel her inner tenderness.

  Mr. Fang never punishes students. Although top students basically do not make mistakes, there are times when they inevitably do something wrong. Every time they get the forgiveness of Teacher Fang, they will not report it to the orphanage.

  As an honor student, Yi Chen is naturally one of her students, and even one of her favorite students... But after getting in touch again and again and personally instructing Yi Chen in dancing and playing the piano, things became strange.

   On the way back to bed from the art classroom every night, Yi Chen always felt that someone was following him.

   As soon as he turned his head, he found Teacher Fang standing in the dark, only wearing a white dress with suspenders, smiling and waving to him.

  Even if Yi Chen also waved to respond, Teacher Fang would not leave, and would follow him back to the dormitory.

   As long as they take an art class, the distance between the two will be forcibly narrowed, and the distance behind them will get closer and closer.

  Until one day he didn't feel normal, Yi Chen found the 'adoptive mother' he least wanted to face, Director Cao, and told him that he was being followed by Teacher Fang.

   The next day, he changed the art class for Yi Chen, and Director Cao, who was 'heart to protect his child', even had a private conversation with Teacher Fang.

   From now on, instead of taking body-to-body dance lessons, I learned to draw from a male teacher.

   However, every night when Yi Chen went back to bed from the studio, he still felt that there was someone behind him...

   Although there was no one behind him when he turned his head, he always felt that behind the wall at the corner, there was a woman with a bald head, even covering her mouth and snickering.

   There will be a similar 'feeling of being followed' every night,

   This feeling has never been absent, even on the night when Yi Chen planned to escape, he still felt that someone was staring at him behind him, but he always kept a distance.

at the moment.

   Yi Chen, who was hanging on the chain, looked at Teacher Fang from the 'plus version' again,

   When I looked at the other party's cracked smile, the unpleasant weirdness returned again...

   (end of this chapter)

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