The nap was short. Qin Nuo y on the desk, just resting for a moment before waking up.

  Although he had no memories from his childhood, a familiar feeling always surged in his heart. Looking at the se filled with childhood memories, Qin Nuo seemed to recall his younger self, pying with cssmates in the , and being apanied home by his parents after school.

  He wasn't an orphan, growing up in loneliness.

  Did he really have parents?

  Or was it just as Qin Yushi said, that he was aba birth, and if it hadn't been for the torrential rain that day, when the director passed by the garbage dump and found him, the rain would have been enough to drown him.

  Qin Nuo felt a bit numb.

  When a person suddenly discovers that their perfect life is just an illusioed by others, and they don't even have a real family member.

  It's like a person full of life suddenly having all their flesh and blood dug out, leaving only a skeleton, living like a walking corpse, cruel and harsh.

  Such a blow could cause a mentally fragile person to have a nervous breakdown on the spot.

  Fortunately, Qin Nuo only felt numb.

  He just wao figure out what had happeo him and resolve his own iurmoil.

  Even if those two people on the phone were really his biological parents, Qin Nuo wouldn't feel much joy. They were just twers who suddenly barged into his life.

  Abandoning him back then, how was that different from being a murderer?

  Cold-blooded, irresponsible, detestable and hateful people, do they need sympathy?

  No, they don't.

  The ringing pulled Qin Nuo's distracted thoughts back. He flipped through the course schedule on the cover of his book. The first css was a main subject, and the sed hysical education.

  After the first css ehe surrounding cssmates began to get excited.

  Who doesn't like physical education css? Especially when it's the st css.

  The excitement was only among the cssmates. For the pyers, it was a new round of unease. Who knew what kind of temper the physical education teacher would have?

  The cssmates, holding basketballs and badminton rackets, cheered as they went downstairs to gather on the pyground.

  The pyground at Bck Crow Ghost School was very simple, more like a wastend, with rusty and broken equipment, and various strange graffiti on some walls.

  On the worn-out basketball court, elementary school students were happily dribbling basketballs.

  "Ming, you love pying basketball the most. Why aren't you joining today?" a few cssmates asked, holding basketballs.

  Qin Nuo inteo refuse, but the role he ying made him agree.

  "Pying basketball with these ghost kids, hopefully, it's really just as simple as pying basketball."

  Qin Nuo muttered, just as he rolled up his sleeves, the css bell rang.

  The students suddenly dropped their basketballs and hurriedly gathered under a rge banyan tree, especially the mischievous ones who suddenly became very obedient.

  "Judging by their expressions, this physical education teacher doesn't seem like a good person," Qin Nuo muttered.

  The other pyers noticed this too, frowning and gradually being tense.

  Suddenly, the fallen leaves on the ground were swept away by a gust of wind, and a tall, dark figure approached.

  Qin Nuo was taken aback when he saw him.

  Wasn't this the scar-faced man he bumped into in the m?

  So he was his physical education teacher.

  But thinking about it, it wasn't surprising. With that physique and face, there wasn't much else he could teach besides physical education.

  "They say physical education teachers are often sickly. Hopefully, this one won't have such issues," Qin Nuo muttered.

  The other pyers' faces ged involuntarily when they saw him, because that face was truly terrifying. Newers participating in the hame for the first time might have been scared out of their wits.

  "No wohese little devils are so well-behaved. He looks like a murderer. Who wouldn't behave in front of him?"

  Mr. Mu's face was expressionless, or rather, his cracked face, even if it had expressions, would only be more terrifying, showing ions of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness.

  He stood there, and the terrifying aura spread, causing the students to instinctively step back, afraid of being swallowed by him.

  After sing the area, his cracked lips curled up, seemingly trying to ge the students' perception of him with a smile.

  "Students, don't be nervous. Don't be fooled by Mr. Mu's scary appearance. In fact, he loves children the most. Haven't you noticed after so many csses?"

  The words were spoken, but there was no response.

  The students were still wary of something.

  Mr. Mu wasn't angry, saying, "The's tih the stretg exercises from the st css."

  "Stretg exercises should be done every day. They are very beneficial for your body and help with bone growth!"

  He spoke while walking.

  The students began doing stretg exercises. Qin Nuo and the other pyers, without memories of their roles, could only imitate.

  Mr. Mu walked among the group, occasionally giving pointers. Although he looked scary, his tone was indeed gentle.

  The pyers' unease eased siderably.

  This physical education teacher, aside from looking scary, didn't seem to have anything terrifying about him.

  Listening to Mr. Mu's geohe students, like the pyers, rexed a lot and started to bee enthusiastic, affeately calling out to Mr. Mu.

  "Mr. Mu, is my stretg exercise standard?"

  "Mr. Mu, you look really handsome today..."

  "Mr. Mu..."

  The students almost surrounded Mr. Mu, their words filled with affe.

  The initial unease and fear suddenly disappeared pletely.

  Seeing this, Qin Nuo was a bit puzzled.

  These students should be very familiar with Mr. Mu. Why did they initially react like them, feeling unfamiliar?

  And now, suddenly, that unfamiliarity was gone, and their attitude ged 180 degrees?

  The cssmates peted to get Mr. Mu's praise.

  Oude all out, holding his head with both hands and twisting it hard, his head spinning several times, his wisting like a pretzel, his face turning to the back of his neck.

  The crag sound from his neck was the sound of the throat bone breaking.

  The terrifying se startled the pyer behind him.

  The student didn't mind, instead grinning and shouting to Mr. Mu, "Teacher, look, isn't this impressive?"

  Mr. Mu walked over, carefully turning his head back with his rge hand, gently saying, "Some movements shouldn't be overdone. Doing this harm your ned spine."

  Qin Nuo's mouth twitched.

  The neck was already broken. Does it even matter if the spine is okay?

  Then, Mr. Mu's gaze fell on one of the students.

  It was Liao .

  Perhaps because of the role he ying, or maybe because of the sp from Huang Xia at noon, his movements were very stiff and not standard.

  Mr. Mu walked rinning, "Student, there are quite a few mistakes in your movements."

  "No worries, the teacher will patiently teach you and correct them step by step."

  Cold sweat broke out on Liao 's face as he forced a smile, "Thank you, teacher."

  However, he soon couldn't smile anymore.

  When the rge hand grasped his thin arm, it was like an iron cmp on a noodle. With a crag sound, the bone in his arm shattered instantly.

  The intense pain made Liao scream, "Damn, my arm is broken!"

  JOSOLUNA