Horror University Chapter 3: Class 1,204
District 1, Building 13 Teaching Building, Floor 03, Classroom 1204.
Until Yin Kuang sat on a desk where his name was burned with flames, his head was still a mess. He didn't even know how he came to this classroom from the huge "playground".
"Terror College...Terror College..."
There seemed to be some vague and messy consciousness in my mind, all about the "horror college" I was in. The strands of consciousness are entangled together, and I don't know how to deal with it. On the contrary, the four flame-burning words "Terror College" have been flying around in my empty mind.
"Hey!"
Yin Kuang was pulled back to his soul by a sudden slap and drink, and he woke up, "Is it you?"
This person who photographed Yin Kuang was really the first handsome boy to talk to Yin Kuang in the "playground" before.
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that we were actually assigned to a class. Let me know first, my surname is Li, Li Shuangmu. The frost of the snow, the wind and the rain."
"Hello." Yin Kuang shook his hand, "My name is Yin Kuang, I am relaxed and happy." After introducing each other, Yin Kuang asked curiously: "You seem to be nervous and afraid at all?"
Yin Kuang glanced around the classroom and saw that everyone was distraught, and even more pale, sobbing and crying. Of course, there were several good psychological qualities, but like Li Shuangmu's cheerful and sunny person, it was a bit unusual.
"Why are you nervous and afraid?" Li Shuangmu asked with a smile.
"This..." Yin Kuang couldn't answer, "Should we not be afraid? Suddenly came to this weird place?"
Li Shuangmu smiled bitterly, and shook his head: "But what is the use of fear or nervousness? Anyway, we are already here? What do you think?" He seemed to recall some past events, faintly Said: "Always keep a clear and calm mind, but I have always been training courses."
The seemingly sunny and cheerful Li Shuangmu seems to have an unknown experience. The maturity and wisdom displayed at this moment, as well as the slight depression, made Yin Kuang sigh, "Is a man with a story..."
Yin Kuang nodded and said, "You are right. If it comes, please settle for it."
During the conversation, and being infected by Li Shuangmu, Yin Kuang's anxiety gradually dissipated.
Gradually, several people around also joined the conversation between the two, using various languages to distract oneself and dispelling many negative emotions.
"My surname is Wang, Wang Ning. Alas, I originally went to the university to report happily, but I didn't expect to fall downstairs suddenly without knowing what happened... Then, when the eyes were dark, I came here..." Yin The person in the front row turned around and said.
Wang Ning is just like his name, with a delicate appearance and wearing a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. But the fear in his eyes is that he can't even hide the glasses.
"Who said no? It's really bad in eight lifetimes. Is it easy for me to take a second copy? Now it's good, and I came to this ghost place in a good way... Well, I don't know if my parents will know that I am missing. How about it, don’t die in a hurry. By the way, my name is Wei Ming, Guangming Ming."
Wei Ming has a sturdy and tall figure, with a sturdy head, a stiff face, and a faint scar on his left cheek. He was once a ruthless man if he wanted to come.
"You said... Is this kidnapping... kidnapping?"
A cowardly and cowardly voice intervened. When everyone looked at it, their eyes lit up. Without him, the speaker turned out to be a petite girl, with big eyes, oval face, white skin, bright eyes and white teeth, pure and moving. Especially at this time, Jiaojiao's timid appearance is really pitiful, and it makes people still want to hold her in his arms, and give her a sweet comfort.
The girl became more and more scared by everyone's eyes, and she shrank back slightly, like a frightened little rabbit.
Li Shuangmu was not affected by her innocent charm, but was just a little surprised. He analyzed: "It should not be kidnapping. From the beginning, what happened was far beyond our imagination and cognition, such as Suddenly here, such as the weird text on the notice, and the chaotic consciousness that appeared in my mind, everything is like a ghost story. Ha ha, if the kidnappers have such powerful methods, you don't need to rely on kidnapping. Make money."
Yin Kuang agreed very much, "And I am a poor ghost. If it is really kidnapping, they will never kidnap me. Idiots do it."
The words of Li Shuangmu and Yin Kuang calmed the cowardly girl, "But...what happened?"
Just when Yin Kuang wanted to say "We don't know either", a roar suddenly sounded in the empty classroom. Then there was the sound of colliding desks and chairs.
"Damn! There is a kind of you say it again!!"
I saw a shirtless big boy holding a stool fiercely, pointing to a pale but good-looking boy in the ground and shouting. It seems that if the guy in the underground didn't give an explanation, he would really smash a stool down and smash his head.
The pale, cold-eyed boy touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and spit out sputum, "Just say it. You Du Fang is a rubbish! If you want money, you have no rights, you have no rights, huh, Norman follows you , You can't give him anything. You can't even support yourself, and you want Norman to suffer and suffer with you. Sooner or later, she will be taken as a milk by a fat nouveau riche and live a miserable life. But I Different..."
"Zhang Yaozong, I...I killed you! Ah!!!" The big boy Du Fang was fierce and smashed the high stool down. If it was hit, it was really dead~IndoMTL.com~ Therefore, the pale boy also shrank back in fear.
However, the stool did not smash in the end.
A white shadow suddenly rushed out from one side, holding Du Fang's waist and knocking him away, saving the pale boy Zhang Yaozong's life.
This white shadow is surprisingly Li Shuangmu.
"What are you doing? Get out of here! Don't worry about Lao Tzu's business, or I will kill you!" The man was obviously burned with anger and his reason, like a mad dog, who would bite him.
Li Shuangmu is sandwiched between the two, with a frosty face, "I don't want to worry about your nostalgia. But now we are all in the same class. Until the situation becomes clear, I don't want to be out of line. This is no longer the grievance between you two , But something related to the thirty students in our class."
Yes, in this class, in this empty classroom, there are thirty boys and girls who are all around twenty.
Everyone agreed with Li Shuangmu's words.
"Yes! Even if there is any great hatred, now is not the time to resolve it."
"It's...who knows what supernatural time will happen next time. Don't bother us."
"You guys are because of women, right? You shouted and killed, as for?"
Everyone said something to me, and the angry Du Fang was a little more sensible, and bitterly he threw the stool in his hand and returned to his seat.
Yin Kuang went to help and lifted up the tables and chairs that were on the ground. But he didn't want the pale-faced Zhang Yaozong to grab the table, and said relentlessly: "You don't need to be pretentious. I will clean up myself."
Yin Kuang shrugged, smiled boringly, and sat back at his desk.
At this moment, the door of the teacher who had been confined was suddenly opened—no, or it was kicked open! Very rude and violent kicks, making a loud "bang", the tympanic membrane of everyone in the bombed classroom vibrated.