"This is the new cafeteria of Beijing University. It was built only a few years ago and the environment is pretty good."
"The first floor is for self-service dining, the second floor is a regional restaurant, and the fourth floor has some Western dim sum... By the way, the dry-fried chicken rice on the third floor is really amazing, you can try it when you have time."
"That's the library. There's a study room inside, but it's usually crowded and closed after 10:30 p.m. If you want to study all night, you can only find some open classrooms to study in."
Zhang Yang took Li Yifei on a tour around Shangjing University and introduced them to each building. He called himself a know-it-all at Shangjing University, and he did have some knowledge. In addition to knowing Shangjing University like the back of his hand, he also had some knowledge of the strange stories and romantic affairs of each college.
“… Speaking of studying in the classroom, I have to give you a reminder.”
Zhang Yang seemed to have thought of something. He gradually stopped and pointed to a teaching building in the distance. He said seriously:
"See that teaching building?"
"I saw it, what's wrong?"
"That is the Fifth Teaching Building of Shangjing University, also known as the Martyrs' Building. Before the Sixth Teaching Building was built, it was the highest point of Shangjing University. In the past, several students would jump off the building every year." Zhang Yang paused, "Let's put it this way... This place is not clean."
"Oh?" Hearing about the haunted story, Li Yifei and Lin Qiye became interested at the same time.
"Horror legends in school? Interesting. Tell me about them." Li Yifei asked with great interest.
"This is not as simple as the legend." Seeing that Lin Qiye and Li Yifei did not take it seriously, Zhang Yang deliberately lowered his voice, stared at the Fifth Teaching Building under the shadow of the clouds, and spoke slowly.
"There have been many incidents in the Fifth Teaching Building, the most famous of which is Classroom 609."
"There are a total of 10 classrooms on the sixth floor of the Fifth Teaching Building. The four on the south side are even-numbered 602 to 610, and the five on the north side are odd-numbered 601 to 609. Classroom 609 is the classroom in the northernmost corner of the sixth floor.
About seven or eight years ago, a senior student had to work all night to finish a report. After looking around, she sat in classroom 609.
At that time, the power of the teaching building would be cut off after 11 o'clock, so she brought her own emergency light to study at night. There were students taking their final exams in several classrooms around her, but as it got later, they all left one after another. By two o'clock in the morning, she was the only girl left in the entire building.
Later, as she was writing, she felt sleepy. She was brave enough to turn off the emergency light and lie on the table to rest for a while... When she woke up, it was already past three in the morning.
She had just woken up and was still groggy. After turning on the emergency light, she found that there were many more classmates studying around her. She didn't pay much attention at the time, but she soon reacted.
Although these students who were studying on their own were holding emergency lights or flashlights, they made no sound when they turned the pages of their books. She looked at the book in the hands of the figure next to her and guessed what? "
Zhang Yang's voice became lower and lower, and his eyes were fixed on Li Yifei, causing the latter to shiver.
"What?"
"The books they were reading were all from decades ago, and the clothes they were wearing were all from very old Zhongshan suits!"
Li Yifei opened his mouth in shock.
"Later, the girl lost consciousness. When she woke up in a daze, it was already the next morning. This was a huge blow to her. She even had mental problems. A few days later, she had a big conflict with her boyfriend. She was so upset that she jumped off the roof of the Fifth Building..." Zhang Yang sighed.
“Is it so weird?” Li Yifei not only showed no fear, but looked at Lin Qiye excitedly, “Qiye, let’s find time to go and take a look!”
Zhang Yang: …
So everything I just said was in vain, right
Just as Zhang Yang was about to say something, his cell phone rang. He picked up the phone and said apologetically to Lin Qiye and the others, "I have something else to do at the club, so I'll be leaving now. You guys can take your time to look around. If you have any questions, call me on the phone."
"OK."
Watching Zhang Yang gradually go away, Li Yifei asked curiously: "Qiye, what do you think?"
"What? That little horror story he just told?"
"yes."
Lin Qiye shrugged. "I have searched the building with my spiritual power. Not to mention ghosts, there is not even any trace of 'mysterious' invasion... Legends are just legends. There is no need to take them seriously."
A look of regret appeared on Li Yifei's face.
"It seems that I have almost finished the tour... I will go to the college to find a classroom, then go to the cafeteria to eat and then go back." Lin Qiye said.
"good."
As Lin Qiye and Li Yifei left, a figure slowly walked to the window in Classroom 609 of Building 5 in the distance.
He looked at Lin Qiye who was gradually going away, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something...
…
The lakeside of Beijing University.
An Qingyu sat in a wheelchair, closed his eyes and felt the gentle breeze. It was unknown how long it had been before he opened his eyes.
"Jiang Er, what time is it?"
"It's past five o'clock." Jiang Er's voice came from the headset, "Those students have already packed up their stalls... Are you really not going to take a look?"
"If I were like this now, I would only attract a lot of attention in the past... I still want to be quiet." An Qingyu shook his head, "Since they have already started to close their stalls, we should go back."
"good."
An Qingyu pushed the button on the wheelchair, which automatically changed direction and drove towards the gate of Shangjing University. During this process, many students saw An Qingyu sitting alone in a wheelchair and kindly walked up to him to ask if he needed help, but he refused them all with a smile.
Just as An Qingyu was about to leave Shangjing University, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a tent at the edge. That was the Go Club's booth. The things had been almost packed up, and several students were standing on the table, taking down the banner on the top of the tent.
Noticing An Qingyu's gaze, a club member quickly stepped forward and asked enthusiastically:
"Classmate, do you know about the Go Club? Go can improve people's logical thinking ability and is very helpful for brain development~"
"No, thank you..." An Qingyu was silent for a moment, pointed to a chessboard and two pots of chess pieces on the stall, and asked:
"Are you selling this chess piece?"