Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 69 Wasting Time
Fernando was a public school junior math teacher and a respected educator.

Ok
Nobody respected him at all.

He has taught mathematics for 20 years, and the number of students who can calm down and listen to his lectures is basically zero.

Because of the "quality education" and "happy learning" that are generally respected in Europe and the United States, the real rich, elites, and intellectuals have long sent their children to "unhappy" private schools.

What gather in ordinary public schools is a group of study scum who don't like to study and don't seek to make progress.

They are not in the mood to attend lectures, but only know to waste their good life on endless entertainment activities.

This is simply "suicide".

Twenty years ago, their means of "suicide" were chatting in class, reading novels, and reading magazines.

Ten years ago, their means of "suicide" was to play GB players and listen to Walkmans in class.

Five years ago, I kept electronic pets and listened to Walkmans.

And then, cell phones, laptops.

The methods of "suicide" by the students are constantly being upgraded, but no one is willing to listen carefully to the knowledge that Fernando painstakingly imparted.

"why."

"Why would you rather waste your time on these meaningless things than listen to my lecture?"

For 20 years, he has been asking this question in his mind.

He was suffering, suffering, and was distressed for his students and himself.

Finally one day, Fernando couldn't help but exploded in class.

He smashed the phones and computers of the students and asked them the question that had agonized him for years.

And the students answered:

"Because Teacher Fernando is boring."

"Mathematics is not interesting, and what Mr. Fernando said is even more boring."

"Yeah yeah."

"We don't want to hear such boring stuff!"

"Time is ours, we can waste it as we like!"

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These students simply did not have any motivation to improve, nor did they show any signs of seeking change.

Fernando is just an ordinary middle-aged teacher, what else can he do in the face of this group of unprofessional students?

He can't do anything.

Therefore, Fernando had no choice but to resign as a teacher in despair, and by the way, all 23 students in his class were hacked to death in the classroom before resigning.

Anyway, they don't want their own time, so he will help to take some away in advance.

It was also from that day that he discovered that he seemed to have some kind of special talent.

but
Although he has not been a teacher for a long time, Fernando has always maintained his love for this profession.

For example, he will regard the enemy as a "student", and regard the many "temptations" contained in the container as a test for the student.

And when he activates his stand-in ability, he will also talk about mathematics emotionally:

"Students look at this question with me, it's very simple:"

“2x^2-7x+3=0.”

"Find the solution to X."

"Does any classmate know the answer, does it?"

Fernando is like a drama actor who has entered the drama, pacing back and forth on the road full of passion, while reciting his lines impassionedly.

However, after working hard to explain a section of knowledge, he looked back.
Those two "students" whom he had high hopes for never passed the "test".

Bugarati climbed forward with serious injuries, and concentrated on reading the newspapers that fell out of the container.

On the other hand, Giorno picked up the remote control and watched TV in a daze. In just a few seconds, he even tuned up his usual favorite discovery channel, and watched the knowledge about animals and plants with relish.

"."

"Garbage! Two more garbage!!"

Fernando roared hysterically:
"Precious time is not used to study, but wasted on such meaningless things!"

The elegant temperament of a scholar disappeared in an instant.

In its place was a tyranny, a terror, an irrepressible rage:
"You time-wasting garbage"

"You just need education!"

Fernando grabbed Giorno, who was obsessed with TV, and pulled a dagger from his waist angrily.

The blade was cold, and the refracted light even entered Giorno's eyes.

But Giorno still didn't respond.

He was completely engrossed in the TV program in front of him.

It’s like some writers who are on the street will unconsciously pick up their mobile phones to watch videos and watch news when they are typing. When they wake up, they find that the battery power of their mobile phones is only 10%, and they haven’t written a word of the novel, and several hours have passed Same.
After entering the terrible state of wasting time, human beings don't feel the passage of time at all.

Giorno, who was completely addicted to the TV, didn't realize what he was doing now, let alone the dagger that was about to cut him.

In the end, Fernando stabbed Giorno's arm with a knife.

"Does it hurt?"

"Are you finally awake?"

Fernando gripped the bloody dagger and roared angrily:

"You trash who don't know the value of time, you only temporarily wake up when you know the pain."

"This"

Giorno's expression turned extremely ugly.

Enduring the tingling pain from his arm, he tried his best to concentrate on summoning a golden experience to fight back.

But
But this TV is really good.

Before Giorno could concentrate, his eyes were once again attracted by the colorful TV screen.

His consciousness gradually lost like this, and even the tingling pain from his arm couldn't keep him awake.

You must know that a substitute is an image condensed by spiritual energy. If you can't concentrate, the substitute will naturally not be able to appear.

"Ha ha."

"Dogs just can't change eating shit!"

"Even if I 'whip' you so hard, you will still waste your life."

Fernando pressed the knife tightly against Giorno's neck, his sneer was full of anger:
"You, you should be like my former students."

"Go to hell as soon as possible!"

"stop!"

Li Qing's eager shout came from afar.

"Oh?"

"You finally made a move."

The madness in Fernando's eyes subsided slightly, and his tone became much calmer:
"Mr. Li Qing, were you just observing my substitute ability?"

"Why, have you figured it out?"

"Then I have to remind you."

"When I'm in class... I hate being interrupted the most."

He raised his other hand and lighted the gun tightly held in that hand.

He didn't put down the gun completely from the beginning to the end, but kept aiming firmly at Bugarati's head—as long as Li Qing made any changes, Fernando would directly shoot and kill Bugarati.

"Mr. Li Qing."

"You are cautious and lucky."

"My ability range is only ten meters, and you happen to be outside my range."

"In that case."

"Then I can only let you do a multiple-choice question."

Fernando looked at the bloody streaks on Li Qing's head, put a knife against Giorno's neck with one hand, and pointed a gun at Bugarati's head with the other:

"A, you remove your substitute ability, and then walk into my domain by yourself."

"B, I'll kill these two guys right now."

"Attention, if you choose A, I will show mercy and let everyone else go."

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Li Qing's expression turned extremely ugly.

At this moment, both Giorno and Bugarati have been completely addicted to the entertainment activities, and they can't feel the passage of time in the outside world at all.

Only Li Qing can save them.

And it is impossible for Li Qing to save two people at the same time. To be precise, he can only save Qiao Luno.

Because the second attack of Tianyinbo and Echo Slam took too much time, it was impossible to stop Fernando's tearing behavior before Fernando made a move with this move.

And the skill of Golden Bell Cover can only be used by Giorno at present.

Because Bugarati is not yet Li Qing's "teammate", at least, the system does not recognize him as Li Qing's "teammate".

no way.
Bugarati, Apaji and others only made a verbal alliance with Li Qing, and the alliance time has not exceeded two minutes.

They can only barely say that they are like-minded, and they can't even talk about sharing weal and woe.

Li Qing was caught in a difficult choice:

"If you refuse, Giorno may still have a little hope of being saved, but Bugarati is definitely hopeless."

"He is being pointed at with a gun now. Even if the golden bell can be used against him, the golden bell itself can't be faster than the bullet."

"However, if I really follow that lunatic's order to exit the data mode and enter the scope of his ability, then..."

"What should I do? Do you want to give up Bucciarati?"

"Hey"

A weak voice sounded from the side.

That is Naranja.

He was so weak that he couldn't even move his legs, but he still insisted on standing up with his hands:

"Save him."

"Li Qing, I beg you. Save Bugarati!"

There was a strong pleading in Nalanga's voice, and there was even a layer of teardrops in his eyes.

It's hard to imagine that this brave young man who was able to keep smiling in the face of virus and death not long ago would show such a weak, helpless, pitiful and helpless appearance.

"This"

"Ugh"

"Really, I hate children crying."

Li Qing sighed softly, then took a step forward: "Dataify, release!"

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