The sound of the basketball hitting the floor brings a strong sense of oppression and successfully creates a thrilling atmosphere.
Zhou Tang did not turn on the headlights of the basketball court. The light coming in from the long row of small windows on the side wall of the basketball court was not strong...
She waited quietly for a long time. As the last rolling basketball stopped, the basketball court returned to calm.
It's wrong to call it calm, it should be dead silent, like a basketball court and even Zhou Tang standing on the court are isolated from the living world.
This feeling was very strange. She knew that she was being watched. She changed her posture, moved the backpack on her back to her chest, and put her hand on the zipper of the backpack, ready to take action at any time.
As time passed by, neither side gave in, silently confronting each other...
Qian Feilai took Huang Zhizhong to Qinghu.
Qinghu Lake is a major attraction on campus, but few people come here during normal times.
Not only because Qinghu is not in a good location in the school and is relatively remote, but also because the supporting facilities around it are not good.
There is an iron fence around the lake, and there are only a few trees planted beside it. There are no other grasslands, short shrubs, or flowers...
It was a bare area with a flat concrete floor, but the few trees were very tall, blocking out the sky and the sun.
Qian Feilai and Huang Zhizhong walked around Qinghu Lake twice before stopping under a big tree.
Huang Zhizhong thought for a long time before saying, "This lake is nothing special!"
Qian Feilai said, "It's special to say it's special, but it's not special to say it's not special."
Huang Zhizhong looked at Qian Feilai in confusion, but Qian Feilai was not in the mood to explain anything to him.
Everything about Qinghu is underwater, and Qinghu obviously does not exist as a landscape lake. Is the fence around the lake just to prevent students and strangers from falling into the lake? Thus breaking the tranquility under the lake...
Qian Feilai didn't have any diving tools for him to dive into the water to find out. He could only put down Qinghu for the time being and turned to Huang Zhizhong, "Contact Vice Principal Qian! Let's go see him together!"
Huang Zhizhong took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and asked, "Why should I contact him? I'm not familiar with him either!"
He considers himself a player and has not obtained all the memories of the NPC's past. Subconsciously, he does not want to have too much contact with the NPC, lest his identity be revealed.
"This..." Huang Zhizhong hesitated and repeated, "Why are we looking for him? I have no contact with him."
Qian Feilai pressed his eyelids about to take off, and said with a little patience, "It's a good thing that you are not familiar with him! He will think that every move you make is the real you.
Just say something is really going on in the gym! You don’t want to, and don’t dare, to care about things on the basketball court anymore! Make an appointment to meet him. And take me with you! "
Huang Zhizhong swallowed, and under Qian Feilai's unquestionable gaze, he turned on the screen of his mobile phone. He wanted to avoid Boss Qian making this call.
But Qian Feilai reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, "I remember this mobile phone has the function of amplifying the sound when making calls!"
"Uh..." His fingers moved on Huang Zhizhong's mobile phone first. He dialed the vice principal's number and pressed the hands-free button...
After a few beeps, a serious male voice came. At Qian Feilai's signal, Huang Zhizhong could only bite the bullet and start talking to the vice principal.
The sun is setting in the west, and the basketball court of the gymnasium is getting darker and darker.
Suddenly, the mannequin crawled out of the box on the sidelines with stiff limbs and staggered past Zhou Tang...
The cool wind swept over Zhou Tang, and the hair on her body stood on end, and veins popped out on the back of her hands.
The sound of "creak" resounded throughout the stadium, and everything that Wu Jia had encountered a few days ago was reproduced in front of her eyes, but Wu Jia went crazy with fear and panic.
Zhou Tang still suppressed his fear and stood firmly on the spot.
The mannequin did not choose to attack her, but instead walked tremblingly towards the basketball that had rolled farthest away.
Zhou Tang felt that with every step it took, its slender limbs would be unable to bear it and break.
But the limbs didn't fall apart on the ground as she thought. Instead, it stumbled closer to the ball.
When picking up the ball, there was a loud "squeaking" sound, and Zhou Tang's wish finally came true. The human model lay on the ground in an irregular posture...
It picked up the basketball, stood up slowly, turned around and seemed to be heading towards the box, but Zhou Tang had no reason to think it was coming towards her.
At this time, Zhou Tang also saw the true face of the mannequin...
Scarlet eyes, pale face, almost no nose and mouth, no flowing long hair, only a weird braised egg and limbs and torso that can be bent at will...
Zhou Tang secretly thought, this ugly appearance, coupled with this dark moment, no wonder Wu Jia was so frightened that he ran away! If she didn't have the blessing of the bronze mirror she got in Qinghu, she would have to run!
The key thing is that a stone bead did appear on the forehead of the mannequin.
The expression on her face remained unchanged, but the mannequin seemed slightly dissatisfied. Its steps no longer trembled, and it moved directly on the ground, shortening the straight line distance from her.
Zhou Tang's face was not red, and his heart was not beating fast. He only put his hand on the zipper of his schoolbag and quickly opened the zipper.
This slight sound made Lu Dan look at her with a slightly slanted smile...
Who can understand this feeling? Although it had almost no mouth and even the Ludan face was expressionless, Zhou Tang could still see the sarcasm in its scarlet eyes!
Zhou Tang put her arm into her schoolbag and grabbed the bronze mirror. Suddenly she felt a warm current flowing from the bronze mirror into her body, dispelling the coolness from her tarsal bones.
Zhou Tang made almost no movement, which angered the mannequin even more. In the next moment, the mannequin came directly in front of her.
If the mannequin was not holding the basketball in its arms, Zhou Tang would have been face to face with it.
Zhou Tang swallowed and quickly grabbed the stone beads on the braised egg with his other hand!
The mannequin was aware of this dangerous move, its scarlet eyes flashed with anger, its head bent 180 degrees close to its back, and its neck bent into a nice arc.
But its limbs were stretched out towards her...
The basketball in his arms fell to the ground hard.
Zhou Tang grabbed the bronze mirror from his backpack. When the braised egg returned to its original position, the bronze mirror hit it in the face with the wind containing water vapor.
She just thought that the bronze mirror could dissolve the coolness brought by the mannequin and give her warmth, which would surely control it.
By accident, the bronze mirror came into contact with the stone bead, and naturally emitted a huge suction force, trying to snatch back the stone bead that had been living in a foreign land for many years.
"Ho ho..." Lu Dan kept struggling...
Standing in position C, Zhou Tang could clearly see that the air between the two was being squeezed, making a slight popping sound.
It's just that the arms can't twist the thighs, so how can the mannequin be a match for the bronze mirror boss?
The stone beads returned to their original positions, and the dragon on the back of the bronze mirror happily walked around the frame of the mirror with the beads in its mouth.
The scarlet eyes of the mannequin turned into black beads unwillingly, and the whole body collapsed...
Zhou Tang held a bronze mirror and watched all of this quietly. Her ears moved slightly, and the dead silence was broken. It seemed that she could still hear the noisy running and human voices outside the transom.
