District 1, Building 13, Floor 03, Classroom No. 1204.
Until Yin Kuang sat on a desk with his name burned out in flames, his head was still a mess. He didn't even know how he got from the huge "playground" to this classroom.
"Horror College... Horror College..."
There seemed to be some vague and messy consciousness in his mind, all related to the "terrible college" he was in. The strands of consciousness were entangled together, and it was impossible to sort them out. Instead, the four flame-burning words "Horror College" kept flying around in my empty mind.
"Hello!"
Yin Kuang was brought back to his senses by the sudden slap and drink, and he woke up, "Is it you?"
The man who woke up Yin Kuang was really the handsome young man who spoke to Yin Kuang for the first time in the "playground".
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that we were assigned to the same class. Let's get to know each other first. My surname is Li, and I am Li Shuangmu. Frost is like frost, and Mu is like wind and rain."
"Hello." Yin Kuang shook hands with him, "My name is Yin Kuang, and I feel relaxed and happy." After introducing each other, Yin Kuang asked curiously: "You don't seem nervous or scared at all?"
Yin Kuang glanced around the classroom and saw that everyone was worried, and even some were pale and whimpering. Of course, there were a few with good psychological quality, but those who were cheerful and sunny like Li Shuangmu were really a bit different.
"Why are you so nervous and scared?" Li Shuangmu asked with a smile.
"This..." Yin Kuang couldn't answer, "Shouldn't we be afraid? Suddenly coming to this weird place?"
Li Shuangmu smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "But what's the use of fear or nervousness? No matter what, we are already here? What do you think?" He seemed to recall some past events and said lightly: " Keeping a clear and calm mind at all times is a lesson I have to train all the time.”
Li Shuangmu, who seems to be sunny and cheerful, seems to have an unknown experience. The maturity and wisdom displayed at this moment, as well as the hint of desolation, made Yin Kuang sigh, "He is a person with stories..."
Yin Kuang nodded and said, "You're right. Now that you've come, let's make peace with it."
During the conversation, and being influenced by Li Shuangmu, Yin Kuang's uneasiness gradually dissipated.
Gradually, several people around them also joined the conversation between the two, using various languages to distract themselves and dispel the many negative emotions in their hearts.
"My surname is Wang, Wang Ning. Alas, I was happily going to the university to report, but I didn't expect that when I went downstairs, I suddenly fell down for no reason... Then, my vision went dark, and I came here..." The one in the front row of Yin Kuang The man turned around and said.
Just like his name, Wang Ning has a delicate appearance and wears a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. But the fear in his eyes couldn't even be hidden by his spectacles.
"Who says it's not the case? I've been really unlucky for eight lifetimes. Is it easy for me to pass two exams? It's good now that I've come to this hellish place... Well, I don't know what my parents will do after they find out that I'm missing. What will happen to me? Don't be in a hurry to die. By the way, my name is Wei Ming, the bright Ming."
Wei Ming has a strong and tall build, a short cut hair, a hard face, and a faint scar on the left side of his face. He must have been a ruthless person.
"You said...is this kidnapping...kidnapping?"
A timid, gentle voice interrupted. When everyone looked at it, their eyes lit up. Without him, the person who spoke turned out to be a petite girl with big eyes, an oval face, snow-white skin, bright eyes and white teeth, pure and charming. Especially at this time, her delicate and timid appearance was so endearing that people couldn't help but want to hold her in their arms and comfort her with sweet words.
The girl was obviously more and more frightened by everyone's eyes, and she shrank back slightly, like a frightened little rabbit.
Li Shuangmu was not very affected by her pure charm, he was just a little surprised. He analyzed: "It shouldn't be a kidnapping. What happened from the beginning was far beyond our imagination and knowledge, such as the sudden arrival Here, for example, the strange words on the notice and the chaotic consciousness in the mind, everything seems like a supernatural story. Haha, if the kidnappers have such powerful methods, you and the others don't have to rely on kidnapping to make money. "
Yin Kuang agreed very much, "Besides, I am a poor man. If it was really a kidnapping, they would never kidnap me. Only idiots would do this."
Li Shuangmu and Yin Kuang's words comforted the timid girl, "But... what happened?"
Just when Yin Kuang was about to say, "We don't know either," a roar suddenly sounded in the empty classroom. Then there was the sound of desks and chairs colliding with each other.
"Damn it! Say it again if you dare!!"
I saw a shirtless big boy holding up a stool with a fierce look, pointing at a pale but good-looking boy on the ground and shouting. It seemed that if the boy underground didn't give him an explanation, he would really smash down a stool and crack his head open.
The boy with a pale face and cold eyes touched the blood at the corner of his mouth and spat, "Just say it. You Du Fang is a piece of trash! You want money but no money, you want power but no power, huh, Norman is following you, what are you doing? You can't even give it to him. You can't even support yourself, and you want Norman to suffer with you. Sooner or later, she will be taken as a milk by some fat upstart, and she will live a miserable life. But I am different... "
"Zhang Yaozong, I...I'll kill you! Ah!!" Du Fang, a big boy, showed his fierceness and smashed down the stool he raised high. If you hit it hard this time, you will really be dead. Therefore, the pale boy also shrank back in fear.
However, the stool was not solid in the end.
A white shadow suddenly jumped out from the side, hugged Du Fang's waist and knocked him away, saving the life of the pale boy Zhang Yaozong.
This white shadow is clearly Li Shuangmu.
"What are you doing? Get out of here! Mind my own business, or I'll kill you!" The man's reason was obviously burned by anger, and he was like a mad dog biting whoever he saw.
Li Shuangmu was sandwiched between the two of them, with a frosty look on his face, "I don't want to meddle in your business. But now we are all in the same class. Before the situation is clear, I don't want to cause trouble. This is no longer a grudge between the two of you, but It’s something related to thirty classmates in our class.”
That's right, in this class, in this empty classroom, there are thirty boys and girls, all in their twenties.
When Li Shuangmu said this, everyone agreed.
"That's right! Even if there is any big hatred, now is not the time to resolve it."
"It's just... who knows what supernatural events will happen later. Please don't involve us."
"Dude, it's because of the woman, right? You're shouting to be beaten and killed, right?"
Everyone was talking to each other, and Du Fang, who was furious, became a little more rational. He threw the stool in his hand angrily and returned to his seat.
Yin Kuang went over to help and lifted up the tables and chairs that were upside down on the ground. But he didn't expect the pale Zhang Yaozong to grab the table and said ungratefully: "You don't need to be pretentious. I will take care of it myself."
Yin Kuang shrugged, smiled to himself, and sat back at his table.
At this moment, the teacher's door, which had been closed, was suddenly opened—no, or kicked open! He kicked it away very roughly and violently, making a loud "bang" sound that shook the eardrums of everyone in the classroom.