Several newcomers threw the umbrellas in their hands subconsciously, and two of the girls tried their best to rub their hands on their skirts, as if the disgusting blood had stained their hands through the umbrella handles.
But their fingers were nothing but a little red from the cold.
People's psychological suggestion and associative ability is a magnifying glass of horror, and the sobriety value of new people has begun to rise rapidly.
The female teacher glanced at them with a warning look, and said mechanically: "Please don't throw things in the school building, the used umbrellas can be placed on the umbrella stand over there, and the cleanliness of the school building depends on everyone's consciousness. ."
Hearing that, the few newcomers who threw the umbrella away immediately picked it up in a panic, but they didn't want to take another look at the bloody umbrella.
"What the hell is going on here... Is there something wrong with the umbrella?" Hei Changzhi bit his nails worriedly and muttered to himself.
Chi Nan looked at the red umbrella carefully, and found that the originally smooth umbrella surface was now mottled, as if it had been passed by Ling Chi.
"Maybe it's not the umbrella," he said.
"What's the meaning?"
"It may be the snow falling on the umbrella." He reached out and touched the scratches on the umbrella. It felt like the blade had pulled countless fine wounds on the skin. "Snow scratched the umbrella. hurt."
Hearing this, a boy looked in Chi Nan's direction, but didn't say anything.
Chi Nan's voice was not loud, but the female teacher who was standing in front of the crowd heard his inference, with a smile of approval on her face: "In the cold winter night, the wind and snow are like knives, students must protect themselves, don't be caught Frostbite."
Her words almost confirmed Chi Nan's guess, everyone was in an uproar, and the eyes that looked at Lu Mao and Lan Mao became sympathetic and scared.
"You, why are you looking at me like this? I'm not good at this moment without an umbrella? Playing a ghost!" Lu Mao continued to curse rudely, but his face was already pale.
Lan Mao, who was standing next to him, couldn't hold it that much anymore. At this moment, he was looking over the back of his palms and hands in front of the light, and even rolled up his sleeves to take a closer look to confirm that his skin was intact before he breathed a sigh of relief: " It's okay, it's okay, a false alarm, not a single cold hair is missing."
Lu Mao scolded him with a gloomy face: "I have never seen a white knife and a red knife before, and I'm afraid that this bluffing snow knife won't work, and it will be a fucking fart!"
Everyone looked at the mottled umbrella in their hands, and at the two gangsters who were trying to hide their fear, with complicated expressions.
Chi Nan lowered his eyes and found that there were a few more severed hairs on the originally spotless white carpet, and the cheap blue-green hair dye made the falling hair stand out.
The female teacher did not look at the two rude students, but grinned and faced everyone: "Please come with me, students, we need to play a small game before handing out the dormitory keys."
"You, games?" The sleepwalker, who was already apprehensive, was so nervous that his voice trembled.
The female teacher spread her hands: "Please come with me, it's just a simple little game, the students can just play it according to their own intuition."
Experienced sleepwalkers know well that in the nightmare world, mentioning intuition is never a good thing.
But the only way at this moment is to obey the npc instructions that issue the task.
Soon, everyone followed the female teacher through the empty corridor and came to a small classroom with incandescent lights.
The nineteen stools were surrounded by people in a circle beforehand, and they were neatly placed in the center of the classroom with their backs facing in, as if they were going to hold a stool grab game here. width.
The heating in the classroom is sufficient, but the dimly lit lights all around, the nineteen empty stools standing alone in the center of the classroom, and the elongated reflections of the students on the ground...the eerie atmosphere makes people shudder.
"Classmates, please take a seat." The female teacher leaned back against the classroom door and made a gesture of invitation to everyone.
The atmosphere in the classroom has dropped to freezing point. Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and no one wants to be the first person to sit down.
Just when Chi Nan was about to take a step, the girl with the ball head suddenly asked, "Teacher, are we going to play the game of grabbing a stool?"
She uttered the questions of several old sleepwalkers.
Unexpectedly, the female teacher shook her head: "There are nineteen stools in the classroom, just enough for you to sit, so there is no need to grab them."
Marukotou bit the lollipop and continued to ask calmly, "With your words, there are twenty of us, and there is one more stool."
The female teacher stood up straight and looked her in the eyes: "I am a teacher, and a teacher will always stand on the podium, and I don't need a seat."
Everyone: "..." It makes sense.
Female teacher: "Students don't need to be so humble, take your seats, the game will be completed soon."
But even if she said it so clearly, everyone still didn't put down their guard completely. In the end, Chi Nan picked a stool and sat down at random. Everyone saw his calm expression and then carefully sat down one by one.
After the episode of Blood Umbrella just now, the blue-green-haired bastards who were not afraid of the sky and the earth were already a little cowardly, and they only dared to take a seat after seeing Chi Nan sitting well.
It turns out that they really think too much. There is nothing scary about this stool except that it is a bit cold.
After everyone was seated, the female teacher took out a large bunch of small white flowers from the cabinet in the corner of the classroom.
"From the moment you got off the bus, the new semester has begun," the female teacher held Xiaobaihua in her arms and walked slowly around the students who were sitting in a circle. On the floor, people's scalp numb from the knock. "Our boarding school attaches great importance to school rules. Students who violate school rules are likely to face the punishment of death. All punishments are carried out at night."
Hearing the words "Death Punishment", everyone held their breath.
"It is unfortunate to inform all students that just tonight, some students have broken the school rules."
Pale lights filled the empty classrooms like water. Everyone seemed to be sunk into deep water, their oxygen was drained, their chests were heavy and it was difficult to breathe.
The color on Lumao's face was even more ugly than his hair color, and he jumped up from the chair: "What do you mean?!"
Thinking of the previous things, he couldn't help but take his seat.
Just listening to the 'crack', the female teacher's neck bone made a crisp sound, her lower body wearing high heels did not make any movement, but the head around her neck was twisted 180 degrees to her back and looked directly at the green hair: "This classmate, please don't make any movement. Noisy, otherwise…”
Lumao collided with her sinister gaze, followed by a violent shaking like a demon, and then slumped back onto the cold bench.
As if stunned, the previous arrogant momentum disappeared.
"Remember, classmates, don't make any noise."
Seeing that the green hair had subsided, the female teacher turned her head straight again with a 'click', "Let's keep a quiet and serious attitude and use the white flowers in our hands to pray for the students who are about to be punished."
Saying that, the female teacher suddenly stopped and handed a white flower to Hei Changzhi.
Hei Changzhi suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth in disbelief: "Ah... Whose hands are these white flowers in... Who will be punished?"
He had no intention of reaching out to pick it up at all, and his hands trembled helplessly on the edge of the chair.
The female teacher smiled stiffly: "No, each classmate will have his own white flower, and you will need to give it to the classmates who may be punished later."
"What do you mean? How do we know which classmate will be punished?"
"Could it be that whoever we vote for will be punished? Just like killing a werewolf..."
"Ah, that's so unfair..."
The female teacher explained patiently: "Of course not. The school only punishes students who violate the school rules, and the white flowers in the hands of the students will not play a decisive role."
She put the white flower to the tip of her nose and sniffed, "It's just a small game, it tests the students' observation and judgment ability, and students who guess correctly can get corresponding credits, and these credits will be converted into precious gifts for you after graduation. , the teacher believes that you are as smart as you, and you must know what I am referring to."
Experienced sleepwalkers immediately understood the meaning of the female teacher's words.
That is to say, the list of punished students has been determined, and there will be no change due to their votes. The vote itself is just a plot point to gain goodwill, as long as they send the white flowers to the damn classmates correctly, and after the nightmare is over You can get the favorability assigned by the dream maker, and there is no other danger.
The answer is fixed, they are innocent no matter how you vote...
"Do you understand, classmates?" The female teacher looked at the increasingly complicated expressions of her classmates and reconfirmed.
The sleepwalkers sitting back to back in a circle nodded one after another.
The female teacher smiled with satisfaction: "Then, let's start with you."
She put the white flower on the black long straight skirt and looked directly into his eyes, "You can quietly put the white flower behind a certain classmate's chair, don't be nervous, all the students can't look back during the whole process."
Hei Changzhi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the urging in the eyes of the female teacher, he had to pick up the white flower with shaking hands, and went around the center of the circle surrounded by chairs, hesitating at the backs of the eighteen classmates, fingertips. Even if it was pierced by a small thorn on the white flower, he was unconscious.
"Don't be so embarrassed, just rely on your intuition to judge," the female teacher reminded, her sharp eyes swept across everyone's faces, "The rest of the students are not allowed to look back, and there will be punishment for peeking."
In the end, Hei Changzhi bit his lip, put the little white flower behind Lv Mao, and didn't dare to make a sound during the whole process. He finished the task and ran back to his seat.
The white flowers were distributed one by one. When it was Chi Nan's turn, he imitated the female teacher and curiously sniffed the white petals, but he didn't smell any unique smell.
"Teacher, can I have two flowers?" Chi Nan asked.
Everyone was stunned by his speech, and a surprise flashed in the female teacher's eyes: "Of course, we encourage students who dare to innovate."
Saying that, she distributed the two white flowers to Chi Nan's hands, and Chi Nan didn't hesitate to put the flowers directly behind Lan Mao and Lu Mao.
Obviously, judging from the blood stains penetrated by the umbrella, the first school rule is to walk in the snowy night with the umbrella covered. The two students who ignored the driver's warning have seriously violated the rule.
Five minutes later, the first seventeen students had finished arranging flowers, and finally it was Green Mao and Blue Mao themselves.
The last of them were sitting on pins and needles. When the green hair got the white flower and stood up, he blurted out a word of scumbag, but before he could say the rude words, he was immediately blocked by the female teacher's warning line of sight. He looked anxiously. Looking at the small white flowers piled up behind his chair, his face was blue and his forehead was sweating.
Sure enough... as expected, everyone thought he was going to die...
Lu Mao secretly cursed a few words, mother, and threw the white flower in his hand behind the black long straight chair. Why should a big man like him die without fear? If you want to die, you should send that sissy pervert to die...!
Soon, the flower delivery session on the first night ended. In the end, Lu Mao received thirteen flowers, Lan Mao received five flowers, Hei Changzhi received two flowers, and the rest of the students' chairs were blank.
The female teacher brought three glass vases, pruned the branches and leaves of the white flowers belonging to the three people, and inserted them neatly into the bottles.
"Please accept the blessings from your classmates." The female teacher handed the vase to the three of them with a gentle and solemn expression.
Although Hei Changzhi and Lan Mao were both unhappy, they thought that refusing would probably set them on fire, so they had to bite the bullet and take the vase. Only Lu Mao was so angry that he kept swearing, and finally rudely threw the vase in the classroom.
With a crisp sound of 'bang', white petals and broken glass splashed in all directions, and several girls were startled.
The vase shattered at the female teacher's feet, but the splashing glass couldn't cause any harm to her. She just looked at Lu Mao calmly and sympathetically: "Why should you let down the wishes of your classmates? These flowers are beautiful, aren't they? "
Lumao didn't dare to look her in the eye, so he took a sip: "Fuck you, bullying and giving flowers are all left to me to play."
"What are you doing with this unfortunate thing on a horse, why don't you have a good time?" Lumao asked Lanmao aggressively as it wasn't enough to vent himself.
Lan Mao was stunned for a moment, and finally, out of face and friendship, hesitantly scolded Yu Niang like Lu Mao, and threw the vase in his hand to the ground.
"Pain, fast!" he said in a trembling voice that sounded unpleasant.
The female teacher ignored their rude behavior and began to allocate rooms one by one according to the previous students' wishes: "The dormitory building is unified on the second floor of the school building. After students get the keys, they can go back to the dormitory to rest. The cafeteria will start serving at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. For breakfast, we will officially gather for morning class at 9:30."
A few sleepwalkers who are really students in reality muttered: "Class at 9:30? This school's schedule is really confusing."
"Yeah, we're going to read early at 6:30..."
Chi Nan was secretly relieved, after all, waking up early would make him feel bad all day, and his lacrimal glands would collapse more easily.
There are eleven dormitories on the second floor. Because Chi Nan applied for his own accommodation, he was assigned to 210, the penultimate dormitory at the end of the corridor.
The female teacher handed the dormitory key to the students, and when she walked in front of Chi Nan, Chi Nan couldn't help sneezing.
It must have been frozen while waiting for a room on the playground just now, Chi Nan thought while sniffling.
The female teacher looked at his red nose and her eyes narrowed: "This classmate, if you are not feeling well, you can go to the school doctor's office to prescribe medicine, and you must not delay your illness."
Chi Nan had a subtle premonition in his heart: "Where is the school doctor's office?"
The female teacher's eyes drifted to the end of the corridor on the second floor, and her voice was softer: "It's a coincidence that the school doctor's office is at 211, next to your dormitory."