Horror copies of this role-playing class, and don't give them the corresponding memories and scripts.
They have to immersely explore what each person's "persona" is like.
After being seated on the bench, Nan Zhou and the others finally had time to explore the secrets of their "roles".
Nan Zhou took out the mobile phone in the pocket of his slacks, swiped his face to open the screen, looked at the dazzling APP, and had no idea where to start.
Do you first check social software to see who you are in contact with recently
Is it to take a look at office software such as memo first, and see your recent daily plan
still is…
Jiang Fang saw him holding the phone, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and shook it tentatively at him: "Huh?"
Nan Zhou understood and handed over the phone.
Jiang Fang took it, swiped his thumb twice, opened the "Settings" tab, and clicked the "App Usage Statistics" page.
Immediately, the app usage rankings of the past seven days came into view.
The specific use time of each software is arranged in order from high to low, and the top three are marked with red, yellow and blue, which is clear at a glance.
Nan Zhou: "Ah. Thank you."
Jiang Fang: "You're welcome."
Li Yinhang copied the process silently, very worry-free.
In a mobile phone, the usage frequency and regularity of APP perfectly mark the life trajectory of a modern person.
Nanzhou plays the role of "Nanzhou", a senior in the architecture department. The most frequently used software in the past seven days are Tieba, WeChat, and Chichi.
He opened the post bar.
The most frequently visited post bar in "Nanzhou" recently is the campus post bar of Jinjing University.
The top 100 posts that "Nanzhou" has recently viewed are all posts in the "Midnight Ghost Talk" sub-section of the Tieba sub-section of Jinjing University, with a time span of 8 years.
He has read all the Shen posts with 0 replies and thousands of hot posts.
… Nan Zhou felt that such an experience was wonderful.
He could clearly feel the strong anxiety about the "ghost" in the role he was playing.
He briefly reviewed the posts that "Nanzhou" had browsed.
Jinjing University has countless classic horror legends on campus.
Can be described as a long history, a hundred ghosts contend.
For example, Jinjing University used to be a cemetery.
-In fact, according to legend, every school was built on the grave circle. It seems that people in the past didn't like to do serious infrastructure construction, and they liked to build graves like a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, like guerrilla warfare.
For example, the No. 3 girls' dormitory building of Jinjing University uses an old-fashioned row of squat toilets, which are simply partitioned by stone slabs and flushed regularly.
If you squat in the innermost public toilet cubicle in the middle of the night and wait for a while, there will be intermittent sounds of "Farewell" humming from the sewer pipe at the end.
- In fact, the girls' toilet and the girls' public bathhouse are adjacent.
There was a girl downstairs who didn't like to take a shower with a group of people before going to bed, so she chose to go alone in the middle of the night. reverb effect.
For another example, the building of the Department of Medicine of Jinjing University stands out among the teaching buildings with red and black matte brick surfaces as the main color. It is a building completely built with red brick surfaces. Specially invited Feng Shui masters to calculate, rely on red bricks to block the Yin Qi in the building.
—In fact, this teaching building was donated by someone after the entire school was built.
The people who donated the building use red as the main color, but they want to take a good intention of "a little red in the thousands of flowers".
There is only one unsolved mystery on the current campus of Jinjing University.
There was a boy in the school who was trapped by love and jumped from the teaching building in the east and west.
Since then, people in the dormitory began to experience bloody disasters, and some students saw white shadows falling from the west wing repeatedly.
But the puzzle had no apparent connection to the eerie rustling they faced.
Usually, these posts related to true supernatural stories on campus have a very high click-through rate.
But everyone generally came to watch with the curiosity of watching the excitement, and there were not many people who truly believed it.
The replies in the post generally went in the following direction:
1L: Move the bench and sit in the front row to listen to how the landlord makes up stories.
2L (landlord): It's not a story, it's true. If it's fake, I'll kill myself on the spot.
3L: Look, the landlord is cheating again.
After reading all the posts, Nan Zhou put down his phone and started to eat dessert.
He doesn't like the feeling of staring at electronic products, which is exhausting.
Jiang Fang asked him, "Have you found anything?"
"Well. There are two."
Nan Zhou reported one of his findings: "I haven't seen any news of students dying in schools recently."
As far as the information given so far, Hu Li must have died, and the person who left the recording may not be there.
Li Yinhang asked, "Can you be sure that both of them are students of this school?"
Nan Zhou: "Even if it's not a student, it's a staff member of this school. ... Before I went to the radio station, I went to the school gate."
Jiang Fang already had a hunch: "... Can't get out?"
Nan Zhou nodded.
He said: "Since we can't leave the school, then the reverse deduction, the place where the two people died, and the ghost, should be in the school."
Li Yinhang: "..."
This statement made her numb all the way from the back of her spine to her heels.
She resisted the horror of her hair standing on end: "Are you sure there is no news of the student's death?"
"No." Nan Zhou said firmly, "I also specifically searched for Hu Li, but couldn't find this person. He seemed to evaporate out of thin air..."
Li Yinhang asked a pragmatic question: "Did you delete the post?"
Nan Zhou raised his eyebrows: "..."
Nan Zhou: "Is that so?"
Li Yinhang: "...In order to maintain the stability of the school's public opinion environment, schools generally do this."
Nan Zhou: "… Ah."
After thinking for a while, Nan Zhou said, "Wait for this first, I'll talk about the second one."
Li Yinhang: "..." After a long time, Nan Zhou didn't consider the possibility of the bar owner deleting posts and controlling the trend of public opinion
Li Yinhang suddenly felt a subtle sense of closeness to the people from the boss.
--gt;gt;
Nan Zhou quickly gave the second clue: "All the horror legends of Jinjing University do not contain a 'non-existent place'."
"At present, it seems that the campus legends of Jinjing University include singing in the toilets, buildings that suppress yin qi, faucets dripping in the middle of the night, and perverts who disguise themselves as women and run into the girls' dormitory to peep, but there is no mention in the recording. 'Where it doesn't exist'."
Jiang Fang played with his mobile phone: "Could it be because the legend is too unpopular?"
Nan Zhou: "It's possible."
Nan Zhou: "But there is another possibility."
He said quietly: "If it's a place that doesn't exist in the first place, how can others know that it doesn't exist."
Li Yinhang numbs the back of his neck from the heel again.
Big guy, get your supernatural ability to tell ghost stories without changing your face.
She interrupted immediately: "I also found something. ... I don't have Hu Li in my address book."
In the recording, the speaker seems to have tacitly agreed that Hu Li and they knew each other.
But she searched every social software on her mobile phone, and the person "Hu Li" did not exist in the address book.
This is also a valuable discovery.
Nan Zhou asked Jiang Fang, "How about you?"
"Well..." Jiang Fang said with a smile, "I did find something."
With that, he raised his phone and dialed a number.
Nan Zhou's cell phone buzzed and vibrated.
A name was displayed on the screen: "Brother Fang".
Jiang Fang took the phone from his ear.
The dial interface on the screen shows another name: "Baby".
Nan Zhou: "...?"
"Mr. Nan." Jiang Fang smiled slightly, "The system seems to think differently about our relationship."
After getting this information, Nan Zhou quickly opened his commonly used communication tool.
... It turns out that he and this international student friend are having a pleasant and heart-rending camaraderie.
Nan Zhou's thoughts turned like the wind: "Then can we live together at night?"
Jiang Fang: "I can't ask for it."
Li Yinhang was very envious.
She began to think about how she could ask for a floor in their dormitory at night, so that she could be natural and unpretentious.
Thinking like this, a faint sound suddenly came from her ear:
"sand-"
Li Yinhang's body froze, suddenly stood up, and looked under the chair.
… Nothing at all.
Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang said at the same time, "What's wrong?"
Li Yinhang was a little worried that the two bosses would find him suspicious, but he still stated truthfully: "I heard a strange voice. Shasha, it seems..."
It seemed that something had been dormant under their chairs, quietly peeping at them.
And just now, it twisted its body and accidentally exposed its whereabouts.
When she described how she felt, the contempt she imagined for the big guy didn't happen.
Jiang Fang said: "The foreign student dormitory is a single room, and the management is not very strict. Come and live with me at night."
Nan Zhou said succinctly, "Well, together."
Li Yinhang almost burst into tears.
She is willing to buy a lifetime of chicken cakes for the boss.
At this moment.
When the "Cube Ark" communicated with each other, a monocular holding a telescope stuck out a corner from a distant window and landed on the three people sitting by the boulevard.
In the circular MCF lens, Jiang Fang first appeared on the right side of the bench.
He was feeding Nanji Star with cake crumbs, and occasionally glanced at his mobile phone, looking like an ordinary gentle and rotten guy.
On the left side of the bench is Li Yinhang. She took out everything in her handbag and spread it on her lap to count the inventory in the bag one by one.
The person holding the lens watched her for a while, then pouted his lips indifferently, and shifted his focus to Nan Zhou, who was between them.
Nan Zhou is concentrating on eating the last chicken cake.
However, her curly black hair fell to her lips.
He unhappily put down the half-bitten chicken cake in his hand, and Guan Jiangfang borrowed a hair tie.
The camera was on him for a long time.
The focus was slowly adjusted, from near to far, and I could even see two or three strands of hair that had fallen on his shoulders and neck, which he failed to tie up.
He was observing, tracing every detail of Nan Zhou with his eyes.
There is no obscenity in his eyes, it is more like X-ray-like penetration and memories.
The peeping eyes slowly filled with surprise light: "Oh..."
He said to himself, "I've seen you.... How could it be you."
He wanted to look at Nan Zhou for a while, but a question suddenly came from behind him:
"Xie Xiangyu, what are you doing here?"
The young man turned slightly to his side, revealing half of his dazzlingly handsome face.
The afternoon sun concentrated the almost saturated color light of the maple leaf in his eyes, covering his hazel iris with the thin red of a maple leaf.
As soon as he looked at it, the voice of the vice president, who was also a male, softened unconsciously.
He put down a batch of autumn camping plans he had just copied: "The camping club only has a meeting at night, you are too early."
Xie Xiangyu, the seventh person on the mission and a member of the camping club, pulled his elbows off the windowsill.
"I'm sorry." He said in a spring breeze and rain-like tone, "I have something to do at night, and I came here just to ask for a vacation."
The vice president was a little displeased, but he still said he understood, turned around and left to prepare other required materials.
After the unimportant people left, Xie Xiangyu lay down on the balcony again and held the fixed focal length telescope in front of him.
He also wanted to see Nanzhou again.
However, when he cast a glance, he directly collided with the cold gaze cast by Nan Zhou in the MCF lens.
- Staring at a distance of 100 meters!
Xie Xiangyu quickly withdrew and covered the peephole.
He turned his face away, took a small sigh with a smile, and sighed silently with his mouth: "... wow."
the other side.
"Someone has been watching us."
Nan Zhou pointed to one of the windows of Building 18, 100 meters away: "That place, the fourth floor." :,