He screamed like crazy and slapped the railing hard.

Faced with this scene, no one spoke, and no one tried to stop it.

After shouting a few times, he fell to his knees on the ground and just kept crying, "Woo, wu, wu..., I am the murderer, I am..."

He will die. This has not been hidden since the first year of high school. It has been reminded more than once in the first, second and third years of high school.

It's all up to you, you can't blame others.

But there is no way, this world revolves around the fragments of the world, if you don't go, it means being ordinary.

The teachers got used to it. After waiting for a while, they began to organize. At this time, it was time to let the students go home and reunite with their long-awaited families.

But, that’s not enough, you still have to go through registration.

I have already risked my life once, and after finally coming back, I naturally have to implement the privileges I can get as soon as possible.

Although the rights are more for these students, their families can also receive corresponding treatment.

Without saying too much, the teachers looked at their students and simply said: "Go back to the classroom first...!"
Chapter completed!