Not long after sitting down, a pleasant bell rang in the classroom.
Class begins.
In the evening, it was late self-study, and the head teacher was sitting on the podium, looking down at her homework, unable to see her appearance.
There were rows of students sitting below. They didn't talk to each other, but consciously picked up their pens and started to write their homework. They could only hear a neat swishing sound.
Shen Dongqing touched his pocket, took out a pack of gummy bears, and quietly stuffed it into his mouth.
Gummy Q bomb, with a sweet fruit flavor.
He chewed the gummies and glanced at the empty space in the classroom.
Fang Qi whispered: "I don't know what happens to people who are late."
He sat on Shen Dongqing's right hand, leaned over, and deliberately lowered his voice so that no one else could hear him. But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw all the students around him looking at him in unison.
Fang Qi turned his head, and his deskmate's face almost touched his face, making him tremble with fright.
The faces of the students were all expressionless, their eyes were dark, and there was no trace of excess emotion, and they looked horrified.
Fang Qi swallowed his screams tremblingly, and looked at Shen Dongqing for help.
Shen Dongqing swallowed the gummy bears, looked at the students without showing weakness, and said, "Now you are studying in the evening, you are not studying, what do you see us doing?"
This sentence seemed to flip a switch, and the students turned back one by one and continued to do their homework at their desks.
After this incident, Fang Qi didn't dare to speak any more, so he lay on the table like a quail.
The classroom was quiet.
Only the electric fan above was rustling.
If you are not classmates, you may not be human, and you can experience campus life.
Shen Dongqing had nothing to do, and turned over the school rules again.
The rules and regulations of Qinghai High School are very strict, with large and small cases, densely written in a thick book, from clothing, diet, work and rest, to every detail.
Shen Dongqing had just finished reading the first page when he saw a man dressed as a student running over and standing at the door panting. He probed into the classroom and walked towards the vacant seat.
It's just that the head teacher on the podium raised his head as soon as the player who didn't look very much like a student stepped into the classroom: "You're late."
The late player didn't feel the danger approaching, turned his head and said flatteringly: "Teacher, I just went to the toilet..."
The voice stopped abruptly.
The head teacher just lowered her head and couldn't see what she looked like. Now she stood up and saw that her face had been cut into several pieces, sewn together by rough hemp ropes, and blood was still dripping from the wound. Come.
Unprepared, the player stared blankly at such a face, and subconsciously took out a spell to cover it.
A yellow spell was pasted on the head teacher's forehead, like a zombie in a film and television work, stiff in place.
The player just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a voice beside him.
"you are late."
All the students were like repeaters, repeating this sentence without emotion.
The player scolded: "What the hell is this place."
Saying that, he turned around and rushed out of this weird classroom.
Just before he had time to leave, the head teacher got out of the spell's control and grabbed his neck from behind.
click-
A crisp sound.
The player's neck fell limply to one side, completely losing his life. Then a string of ropes fell from the top of the door frame, hooking his neck, like a warning, hanging the late students at the door.
Fang Qi only glanced at it, and then retracted his gaze in fear. He didn't dare to speak, so he picked up the pen and wrote a line on the workbook and handed it over.
"I died in the game, is it really dead?"
Shen Dongqing hadn't really thought about this question, after all, he had been dead for so long, and he was not as afraid of the boundary between life and death as ordinary people.
He didn't know how to answer.
Just when Shen Dongqing was staring at the book in a daze, he stretched out a hand from the side, took out the workbook, and wrote a paragraph on it.
"You can try."
After finishing writing, Zhou Wenyan threw the workbook back and landed it precisely in front of Fang Qi.
Fang Qi touched his head.
You only have one life, who dares to try so easily? Just hang on.
After solving this problem, Shen Dongqing looked back at the school rules again.
It may be that the atmosphere of study is too good. Before reading two pages, he was so sleepy lying on the table that he happened to use the thick school rules as a pillow.
Zhou Wenyan was also flipping through the school rules.
It's just that he was a little absent-minded, his slender fingers turned page after page, and in the end he didn't look at it at all, and turned to his tablemate.
Shen Dongqing lay on the table, revealing half of her face. His nose is straight and delicate, his eyelashes are curled and dense, leaving a small shadow on his cheeks, and his lips are slightly open, revealing a little cute little tiger teeth.
He didn't seem afraid at all, and was sound asleep.
Zhou Wenyan looked at him, slightly lost.
Until the school bell rang.
Shen Dongqing was awakened and raised his head in confusion: "Is the get out of class over?"
Because he was lying on the table sleeping, half of his cheeks were pressed red, his hair was raised playfully, and his black and white eyes were full of water, looking innocent and innocent.
"get out of class is over." Zhou Wenyan raised his hand and pressed his upturned hair, "Go back."
The other students left the classroom one after another, and the foul player who was hanging at the door to show the public had long since disappeared.
Shen Dongqing was still a little confused, "Oh", and walked out with Zhou Wenyan.
As soon as they returned to the dormitory, the other three students didn't say a word, and lay upright on the bed, like corpses.
Fang Qi huddled on the bed, wrapped the quilt around him, and was still flipping through the thick school rules, thoughtfully: "Actually, we should be able to survive these seven days safely by following the school rules."
After he finished speaking, he didn't get a response for a long time. He stuck his head out and saw Shen Dongqing sitting on the top bunk, dangling his legs, holding a bag of potato chips in his arms, eating happily.
"Boss, what time is it, still eating potato chips?" Fang Qi couldn't help but said.
After Shen Dongqing heard it, she thought about it, and handed the potato chips down: "Do you want it?"
Fang Qi was speechless: "I don't want it."
Shen Dongqing took back the potato chips and handed them to the person in the bed next door: "You want..."
Before the last word could be said, the lights in the bedroom suddenly went out, plunged into darkness.
After getting used to the darkness, Shen Dongqing saw Zhou Wenyan's figure.
He felt that Zhou Wenyan was a good person, and he even gave him toffee, which should be a courtesy. With that in mind, he took out two potato chips and handed them over.
In the darkness, Zhou Wenyan hesitated for a while, then leaned over and bit the two potato chips.
It may be that it is inconvenient to have no lights, and the two inevitably touch each other.
The corners of Zhou Wenyan's lips touched his fingertips, leaving a little wet trace.
"Cough..." Zhou Wenyan coughed in disguise, "Go to sleep."
Shen Dongqing didn't feel it, wiped his hands and lay down.
It may be that she slept during her self-study at night just now, but Shen Dongqing has no sleepiness now, tossing and turning with her eyes closed.
Just when Shen Dongqing was about to fall asleep, she felt something wrong with her body. He opened his eyes and met a pair of eyes in the dark.
One of the roommates was standing beside the bed, just flush with Shen Dongqing, watching him quietly.
After meeting Shen Dongqing's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up stiffly, revealing a stiff smile. At the moment when the smile took shape, his skin was overwhelmed, cracked like ceramics, and turned into a bloody bloody man.
One of the school rules: Do not make noise in the dormitory after lights out
Unexpectedly, Shen Dongqing just glanced at him, turned around, and continued to sleep like a normal person.
The roommate stared at Shen Dongqing for a while with red eyes, and after making sure that he could not cause him to violate the school rules, he could only change his target.
It's just that Fang Qi had already fallen asleep and ignored him at all, and there was Zhou Wenyan who didn't even look at him.
The roommate lay back on the bed reluctantly.
After going through such a situation, Shen Dongqing was completely drowsy.
But he was not afraid, but bored, and even wanted to play with his mobile phone.
Too bad the phone died because of a power outage.
Shen Dongqing opened his eyes again and looked at it. He wanted to play with this roommate, but the roommate didn't see it. Instead, he saw a hand reaching out from the bed next door to lift the quilt, and then a figure quietly sneaked up. came in.
The single bed in the school dormitory was narrow, barely accommodating two adult men.
It's just that the two of them were tightly attached to each other, enough to hear the superimposed heartbeat.
Zhou Wenyan said in a barely audible voice, "Go out and have a look?"
In this game, it's definitely not a well-behaved baby who can live to the end. Even if such an obedient player can survive this dungeon, he will not survive the next dungeon.
This copy of Qinghai High School has not been completely cleared, and there are still many puzzles that have not been solved, but some people have survived. According to what those people described, this copy was about campus gossip.
So the school rules are probably just a pretense.
Zhou Wenyan thought to himself: If he doesn't want to, forget it, he can lie down alone.
It's just that he can take him to lie down once, but he can't take him to lie down all the time, he still has to grow up...
He lowered his head and met a pair of twinkling eyes unexpectedly.
"Okay, okay." Shen Dongqing agreed immediately, still a little impatient.
The two got out of bed one after the other.
The roommates lay there upright, unresponsive.
creak.
The door opened slightly, and the dim light in the hallway shone in.
The hallway was dead silent.
It seems that there are no living people in the whole dormitory building, only the two of them are walking in the corridor. On both sides are closed doors one after another, and with the surging coolness, it is like the morgue of the morgue.
Shen Dongqing was not affected at all.
Before he could finish his gummy bears, he took out a handful from his pocket. He stuffed two into his mouth and handed them to Zhou Wenyan.
If you know Zhou Wenyan, you will never associate him with the sweet and greasy candy, let alone taste it, and you won't even take a look at it.
But now he leaned over and bit down on the gummy bear.
Feeling the sweet taste in his mouth, Zhou Wenyan suddenly thought crooked: Why do they seem to be two high school students who don't obey the school rules and sneak out to fall in love at night
Fortunately, this idea didn't exist for too long before it was interrupted by others.
At the corner of the corridor, a figure can be seen on the ground.
It should be the dormitory administrator. She was mopping the floor with a mop. The mop looked very big, and it was very difficult for her to drag it.
The two tiptoed around the corner.
I clearly saw the dormitory administrator bent over, not a mop, but an upside-down girl in his arms. The girl's hair was very long, and there was a twisting bloodstain on the ground.
She dragged her carefully, as if she was being dragged more and more dirty without seeing it at all.
This should be one of those weird stories.
Zhou Wenyan thought to himself, how to solve this strange talk.
At this moment, the dormitory administrator straightened his waist and let out a hoarse laugh: "I like unruly students the most, and it's time for a new mop."
Hearing this sentence, the "mop" in her hand suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of gloating.
Zhou Wenyan took a step forward quietly, blocking Shen Dongqing behind him.
Shen Dongqing was not afraid at all, and when he had time to rub his head, he wondered, "Being a mop? But the two of us don't have long enough hair. Is this useful?"
The dormitory administrator glanced at the two and fell into deep doubt.