The teacher was talking on the top, Shen Dongqing was bored lying on the bottom, he really couldn't understand, and he was playing with Zhou Wenyan's fingers.
Zhou Wenyan's fingers are straight and the knuckles are distinct, so he seems to be particularly suitable for talking about the piano. He let it play for a while, and suddenly grabbed Shen Dongqing's restless hand and wrapped it.
He was holding a pen in his other hand and was drawing something on the textbook.
Shen Dongqing stopped and leaned over to take a look. At first glance, Zhou Wenyan seemed to be drawing randomly on the paper, but after looking at it for a long time, he could vaguely see the outline of an eye.
Zhou Wenyan's painting skills are not very good, but the eyes he drew so casually seemed to be staring at them coldly.
"What is this?" Shen Dongqing stretched out his finger and poked the eyes on the paper.
Zhou Wenyan drew the last stroke and dropped the pen: "With my temperament, I will never be unprepared, and I will definitely leave clues. I don't know what the meaning of this painting is, but as long as I can find this eye, I will definitely be able to. …”
Halfway through his words, he looked up as if he had noticed something.
There are six electric fans hanging from the ceiling of the classroom. Because the air conditioner is turned on, no electric fans are used. But without anyone touching the switch, the electric fan above Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan's seats started to move slowly, probably because it was useless for too long, and made a harsh sound when turning.
Then the electric fan turned faster and faster, and the fan blades turned into an afterimage, making a rustling sound.
How normal everything is.
The other students only thought that the fan was blowing the air, so they didn't even look at it.
But the more normal, the more abnormal.
Zhou Wenyan decisively pulled Shen Dongqing over and pulled him up from his seat.
The teacher noticed their actions and said sternly, "What are you doing? It's class time, you are not allowed to walk around casually!"
At this moment, the electric fan above was spinning like crazy, probably because the facility was aging and could not bear the weight, the connection of the ceiling fan made a "click", and then the rotating electric fan "boomed" and hit it directly. Smashed through the table.
Even if it fell to the ground, the electric fan continued to rotate, and the sharp fan blades rolled up the sawdust, which was painful.
Zhou Wenyan turned to one side and protected Shen Dongqing in his arms, blocking the flying sawdust.
"what-"
The students screamed and ran away from the electric fan that fell from the sky.
The teacher reassured: "It's alright, everyone will leave the get out of class first, and I will contact the logistics to check later, but the facilities are aging. If there are injured people, go to the infirmary quickly."
Fortunately, this accident did not cause any casualties, but the screams of the students were too harsh.
After a while, the students finally calmed down and left the classroom in twos and threes.
They talked about the accident that had just happened.
"terrible."
"Fortunately no one was hurt."
"I heard this has happened before..."
Zhou Wenyan stood in the corner protecting Shen Dongqing, looking coldly at the electric fan that fell to the ground, and could see a student sitting in their original position.
The students were not disturbed by the noise, and looked down at the book. From where Zhou Wenyan was standing, he could see that half of his head had been cut off, revealing the brain of Bai Huahua.
The student noticed Zhou Wenyan's gaze, looked up and grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth.
Shen Dongqing suddenly said: "His chest—"
Zhou Wenyan looked at the place Shen Dongqing said, but the student had disappeared, and he saw nothing but the broken electric fan.
The teacher walked over slowly, seeing the two still standing in the same place, thought they were frightened, and quickly asked: "Are you injured?"
If Zhou Wenyan hadn't pulled Shen Dongqing away in time, he would have been smashed through more than just the table.
Life and death are so close.
But after such an encounter, the two of them were very calm, saying that there was nothing wrong.
The teacher glanced suspiciously at the two of them, muttered: "It's fine, it's fine." Then he walked out.
For a time, there were only two people left in the classroom.
Zhou Wenyan squeezed Shen Dongqing's hand and asked in a low voice, "Is something wrong?"
Shen Dongqing thought for a while: "Yes." He paused, "I'm hungry."
The food in the large canteen of the school is average, but the taste of a small canteen is okay, but the price is expensive, and most students cannot afford to spend here.
Zhou Wenyan's identity was probably from a wealthy and wealthy family, and he was not short of money, so he brought Shen Dongqing to the cafeteria.
Shen Dongqing forked a piece of steak and tasted it.
Hmm... It's not as good as what he's eaten before, but it's much better than what he ate yesterday, so what delicious food has he eaten before
He tilted his head and thought for a while, but he didn't come up with it, and decided to fill his stomach first.
Zhou Wenyan poured a glass of watermelon juice and pushed it over: "Eat it slowly."
Shen Dongqing didn't have time to answer at all: "Hmmmm—"
He had been hungry for a day, and he finally found something to eat, but it was too late to eat.
When I was 80% full, my movements slowed down.
Zhou Wenyan asked, "What did you see when you were in the classroom?"
Shen Dongqing slowed down and said, "The eyes are the ones you drew, hanging on that student's chest."
Zhou Wenyan rubbed the wall of the cup, thoughtfully: "Is there any more?"
Shen Dongqing thought about it carefully and shook his head: "No, it's too far away, I only see one eye."
Zhou Wenyan seemed to have thought of something, and looked up, but unfortunately, the central air conditioner was installed in the cafeteria, and there was no electric fan.
Shen Dongqing took a bite of the cheesecake and suddenly said, "I heard the story of this electric fan from my roommate."
Zhou Wenyan: "Huh?"
Shen Dongqing told what happened last night one by one. The three roommates told three ghost stories, one of which was a student who was killed by an electric fan in the study room.
After he finished speaking, he sighed, "I didn't expect there to be ghosts!"
Zhou Wenyan: "Aren't you afraid?"
There was no fear at all on Shen Dongqing's face, instead, he was a little excited. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you afraid of ghosts? I always feel that ghosts are normal."
He turned his head to look at the people coming and going, bit his fork and said, "I don't think they are normal."
Seeing his mysterious appearance, Zhou Wenyan thought it was very cute, and said with a smile, "Want to eat ice cream?"
Shen Dongqing said crisply: "Yes!"
After eating the ice cream, the restaurant is almost gone.
It's lunch break now, the sun is a bit big, and there are no people on campus.
Shen Dongqing also packed an ice cream to go, and now he is standing at the door desperately licking the rapidly melting ice cream, but the speed of eating is still not as fast as the melting speed, and he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to speak.
Zhou Wenyan squeezed Shen Dongqing's hand and helped take a bite of the ice cream.
The two worked together to finally get the ice cream out of the way before it melted.
Shen Dongqing licked the corner of his mouth and asked, "Where are we going now?"
Zhou Wenyan's eyes lingered on the tip of the restless tongue, and said solemnly, "Go and see the other two ghost stories."
Maybe you can see the true face of that "eye".
Shen Dongqing let out an "oh" and followed Zhou Wenyan to the abandoned teaching building mentioned in the roommate's story.
During this period, he also met Wu Jia.
Wu Jia was in the same class as Zhou Wenyan. They knew each other and stopped to talk when they met.
Wu Jia said with a smile, "Mr. Chen said that he has some information for you, so go to his office when you have time."
Zhou Wenyan nodded: "Got it."
After a brief conversation, Wu Jia left, as if he was just an ordinary student, and the relationship between the two was just classmates, nothing more.
Shen Dongqing said, "I should know him."
Zhou Wenyan nodded: "I feel the same way too."
But everything has been concealed, and their current identity is that of an ordinary student, even in their past memories.
Everything is so real, nothing false.
Perhaps it is also a good ending to be an ordinary person without exploring everything.
But... if he made such a choice, it would not be Zhou Wenyan.
He hated the feeling of losing control.
Shen Dongqing blinked, sensing Zhou Wenyan's mood, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Wenyan shook his hand: "Let's go."
The school has an abandoned teaching building.
The external rhetoric is that the facility is aging and can no longer be used, so it is closed. At the beginning, there were still students curious, but as time passed, no one came here anymore.
Zhou Wenyan stepped on a clump of weeds and walked into the abandoned teaching building.
The sun is still shining brightly outside, and you will sweat after walking for a long time, but one step into the abandoned teaching building, the top is dark, and a cold and rotten atmosphere immediately surges up.
Shen Dongqing looked around curiously.
The teaching building had been abandoned for a long time, and no one planned it. The ground was covered with a layer of dust, and the walls next to it were covered with stains, which looked like bloody handprints were pressed one by one.
Other than that, there's nothing odd about it.
Shen Dongqing said: "My roommate said that I met a ghost in the innermost music room."
The two went deep.
This teaching building has not welcomed new guests for a long time. During the period, it was dead silent, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.
Zhou Wenyan stopped for a while, held Shen Dongqing's hand, and then continued to walk in.
After their figures disappeared around the corner, there seemed to be a rustling sound in the shadows, and a small figure nimbly jumped past, appeared for a moment, and then burrowed into the darkness.
In such an instant, you can see its true face, it is an immature baby, dragging a long umbilical cord, leaving bloodstains in the places it walked.
According to what the inch board man said, the music room was in the innermost part of the teaching building, and he also heard a burst of music.
The two walked all the way, not to mention the sound of the piano, there was no sound at all.
Shen Dongqing stood in front of a special wall: "This is it."
This wall appeared very abruptly, and it seemed to have a different style from other walls. It was only built with bricks and not painted. It just stood there in such a rough way, as if to prevent people from exploring the truth.
Shen Dongqing looked at the wall up to the ceiling and asked, "Then how do we get in?"
Zhou Wenyan stepped forward.
The wall is so thick that it is impossible to dismantle it by hand without tools.
Just as the two were thinking about it, a "ding" sounded from behind the wall, followed by a melodious piano music.
When the walls were sealed and no one could enter, the only one who could play the piano was the senior who died inside.
If others encountered such a situation, they would have turned around and ran away in fright, but when it was Shen Dongqing's turn, he still wanted to go up and try to pull out the stone bricks.
Just as he was about to start, Zhou Wenyan suddenly squeezed his hand.
Although there was no verbal communication, Shen Dongqing immediately understood what Zhou Wenyan meant and stopped and did not move.
Zhou Wenyan began to perform very carelessly: "This voice sounds strange, let's go."
Shen Dongqing also cooperated with "scared": "Well, hurry up and get out of here, I'm so scared."
Maybe it was because they believed that the two were really scared, and a smug laughter sounded in the shadows.
It's just that this laughter is covered up by the sound of the piano, if you don't listen carefully, you won't be able to hear it at all.
Zhou Wenyan pretended to turn around and wanted to go, but in fact he grabbed the shadow and grabbed the ghost baby lying there.
The ghost baby is a little deformed, with thin arms and thin legs, but a big head, and his body can't support it at all, so he can only lie there on all fours, and now it falls into Zhou Wenyan's hands, and he can't escape at all.
The "fear" on Shen Dongqing's face disappeared completely: "Let me see!" He leaned forward and said with disgust, "It's so ugly."
Zhou Wenyan commented neutrally: "It's pretty ugly."
Ghost baby is stupid.
Too good to be afraid of
Shen Dongqing was disgusted in his mouth, but in fact he was very rare for this strange-looking ghost baby. He took it and pinched one of the ghost baby's feet, held it in the air, and shook it.
Ghost Infant grinned and made strange noises, trying to scare this ignorant person.
Just trying to scare these two is a bit difficult.
Shen Dongqing wondered: "It's still laughing with me, have a good time."
The ghost baby's movements froze.
who laughs with you? I'm trying to scare you, do you understand? !
Shen Dongqing teased the ghost baby: "Can you talk? Tell me and have a look." He turned around and said to Zhou Wenyan, "If it wasn't too ugly, I would really like to have a pet."
At that time, when others walk dogs and cats, he can bring a ghost baby and crush all pets in one fell swoop.
Ghost Baby: ... I have never suffered this grievance.
It simply closed its eyes and shrank into a ball in aggrieved.
Maybe the child was caught, and the senior inside was no longer in the mood to talk about the piano, and the music stopped.
Shen Dongqing weighed the ghost baby in his hand and said to the wall, "I'm a hostage or a ghost, hurry up and open the door and surrender!"
There were several heavy piano sounds inside, as if someone slapped the piano angrily.
But the walls remained motionless.
Shen Dongqing's eyes moved to the ghost baby.
The ghost baby noticed a bad breath and couldn't help opening his eyes.
The corners of Shen Dongqing's mouth were raised, and a dimple appeared on his cheek. He looked good and innocent, but what he said was the exact opposite of his temperament.
"Take us in," he said with a smile, "otherwise, you will be overrun."
Ghost baby: oh oh oh.
He was so unlucky before he was alive, how can he still be so unlucky after death.
It's no longer a human, oh no... It's no longer a ghost!
Shen Dongqing shook the little ghost baby: "Huh?"
The ghost baby finally gave in.