In reality, especially in winter, whether you are a student or an office worker, you must have the habit of staying in bed every morning when you get up.
Of course, there are still some people who use their tenacious willpower to force their bodies out of the warm bed, but even so, they are still sighing and lingering to wash their faces, brush their teeth and change clothes. As for breakfast, who has the energy to go there? Yes, they are all bought and eaten on the street.
But now, looking at the four of them, Luo Yihang, they moved so quickly that it was impossible to fault them. From getting dressed, to getting out of bed, to washing their faces and brushing their teeth, it only took the four of them five minutes in total. Their efficiency was comparable to that of soldiers in the army.
After packing his things, Luo Yihang walked out of the dormitory first, followed closely by the others.
Mo Lin walked out of the dormitory. At this time, people from other dormitories also came out one after another. However, these people's eyes were dull, their faces were ashen, and they all looked sluggish, as if they had no life, and they went downstairs in an orderly manner. Go.
Looking at these people, Mo Lin couldn't help but frown slightly, and then followed closely.
It is already 6:40 in the morning. About a hundred people have gathered in front of the gate on the first floor of the dormitory building, all waiting for the gate to open.
"Squeak!"
There was only a soft sound, and then the door was suddenly opened a small crack, and there was an old hand.
When Mo Lin saw this hand, she vaguely knew that the dormitory warden must be an old man.
"Wow!"
The old hand pushed the door hard, and the door of the dormitory building was completely opened.
A thin man in his sixties, wearing a faded security uniform, appeared in Molin's eyes.
The old man's face was extremely pale, and the flesh on his face was wrinkled, but he always had a faint smile on his face.
After opening the door, he consciously stood aside, and then all the students walked out of the door one after another and rushed to the classroom.
When Mo Lin walked out of the door, he saw the lock cylinder and iron chain outside the door. Then he realized that the door lock cylinder was outside, but it seemed that out of some uneasiness, a dark iron chain was tied on it. .
Suddenly, a cold hand slapped on Mo Lin's shoulder. As soon as Mo Lin turned around, he saw the dormitory manager's eyes that were like a dark ancient well, with bottomless holes, staring straight at him. Hold yourself.
Mo Lin was startled by these eyes, but she came back to her senses immediately and asked, "Master building manager, what can I do for you?"
The old man's eyes narrowed and he looked at Molin carefully: "Young man, I think you are unfamiliar. You are new here, right?"
Mo Lin nodded confusedly.
"Okay, okay!" the old man said in a practiced voice, waved his hand with a smile and said, "Go to class quickly. It's the first day of class in the renovation area. Don't be late!"
Mo Lin looked at the old man and thought to himself: "What does the building manager mean when he stops me and tells me this? It's really baffling."
Mo Lin didn't stay long and hurriedly followed Luo Yihang and the others, while also observing the environment of the reconstruction area.
It is said to be a renovation area, but in fact the environment and layout here are exactly the same as Dongcheng Middle School, there is no difference at all.
If I insist on saying something different, there is no laughter, laughter, chasing and fighting among students here. There are only "learning robots" similar to the walking dead. The entire transformation area is lifeless, and there seems to be waves of being beaten in the air. The smell of fire made Molin always feel extremely depressed when walking in the renovation area.
At this time, Mo Lin still didn’t know that the place he was currently in was the most mysterious and terrifying sixth ghost story in Dongcheng Middle School - the school reconstruction area!
In the reform zone, all the students who come in are poor students who do not abide by school disciplines and rules, and whose academic performance makes their parents worried and teachers disgusted. As long as they come in, they don't know when they can get out.
And students who leave often seem to be a different person, becoming top students who obey discipline, study hard, and have excellent grades.
No one knows what they have experienced in the reconstruction zone!
No one knows what methods the teachers in the reform area used to transform them into top students!
Class 1 in the transformation area.
In the simple classroom, several shabby desks were swaying, as if they might collapse at any time. A gust of wind
When the wind blows, the cold wind comes in through several glassless windows and stings the students' faces. The cement floor feels a little uneven. The dark red wooden door has a clear texture, and the skin has peeled off over time, giving it a slightly prickly texture to the touch.
There is only one teaching building with not many classrooms. There are only about eight classes. Seventy or eighty students in one class are crowded into the small classroom.
Mo Lin looked at the environment of Class 1 in the reconstruction area in a daze. To be honest, the environment here was so "antique" that it looked like a school classroom in the 1920s and 1930s.
"Hi, Mo Lin, come here!" Zhang Mengjiu waved to Mo Lin.
Mo Lin nodded to Zhang Mengjiu and sat down on the seat next to him.
At this time, classmates walked in one after another, and Mo Lin saw a familiar figure in the crowd.
He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe it. He tentatively shouted: "Lao Lu."
When Han Lu heard this familiar voice, she suddenly looked up and saw Mo Lin sitting next to Zhang Mengjiu.
Han Lu couldn't believe it. She walked to Mo Lin and asked, "Old Lin, why are you here?"
Mo Lin smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to explain, but it's you. Could it be that you were sent here by Gu Huimin?"
Han Lu nodded slightly and said disdainfully: "It's not all thanks to a certain pig. Without this pig, I wouldn't be able to get in!"
"bump!"
Zhang Mengjiu, who was beside Mo Lin, slammed the table with his fist, stood up, pointed at Han Lu and cursed: "What do you mean, grandma! Who are you calling a pig?"
"Oh, Brother Mengjiu, why are you so excited!" Han Lu pretended to be innocent and said, "I was scolding a pig, but I didn't say anything about you. You are so excited as if I was scolding you."
"You're looking for trouble, aren't you!" Zhang Mengjiu grabbed Han Lu's collar fiercely, "His grandma, you still have the nerve to say, if it weren't for you, how could I have been caught in this place where there are no people or ghosts!"
Seeing that something was wrong, Mo Lin hurriedly took Zhang Mengjiu's hand and persuaded him: "Mengjiu, Mengjiu, let go first. We have something to talk about."
"Stop talking, this kid is just looking for trouble!" Zhang Mengjiu raised his fist and punched Han Lu in the face.
Han Lu didn't dodge at all. After receiving the punch, she collapsed to the ground and started wailing.
Zhang Mengjiu was stunned for a moment. When did his fists become so powerful? In the past, he could only hit people so hard that he couldn't even knock them away.
Zhang Mengjiu's face suddenly turned livid, as if he had thought of something terrible.
"ah!"
"No fighting is allowed in the reconstruction area!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded throughout the classroom, and this voice echoed in everyone's minds.
However, most people acted as if nothing happened and did whatever they were supposed to do. Only Molin and some newcomers had expressions of horror on their faces.
"call!"
Zhang Mengjiu's fat body, which weighed two hundred kilograms, was suddenly lifted up by a mysterious force and floated in mid-air.
Zhang Mengjiu turned pale and hurriedly shouted in mid-air: "Teacher, teacher, I was wrong, I was wrong, I didn't mean it! Please forgive me..."
Before Zhang Mengjiu could finish speaking, he slammed into the wall behind the blackboard. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Mengjiu's pupils shrank slightly, as if he saw something terrifying, and then he let out a howl like a killing pig. Call.
scratches that were visible to the naked eye soon appeared on Zhang Mengjiu's face and clothes, without any warning, as if they appeared out of thin air.
Mo Lin looked at Zhang Mengjiu who was clinging to the wall in surprise. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Even his yin and yang eyes couldn't tell the clues.
However, no matter what the reason, you cannot use this kind of torture on a person!
When Mo Lin took a step forward and was about to save Zhang Mengjiu, Han Lu quickly grabbed Mo Lin's hand and shook her head slightly at him, signaling him not to go over.
Mo Lin frowned and whispered in a voice that Han Lu could hear: "Lao Lu, you have gone too far. No matter how wrong Zhang Mengjiu is, you can't frame him like this!"
Although Mo Lin has not been in the reform zone for a long time, he is not a fool. Zhang Mengjiu must have offended him if he behaved like this.
There was some kind of taboo. From the analysis of all the situations just now, it was obvious that Han Lu was knocked down by Zhang Mengjiu intentionally.
As if to confirm Mo Lin's conjecture, a cold voice suddenly echoed throughout the classroom: "Zhang Mengjiu bullies his classmates and his bad habits are hard to change. Starting today, you will be punished to clean the class and cleaning area alone after school. There is no time limit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the power attached to Zhang Mengjiu suddenly withdrew, and Zhang Mengjiu instantly fell off the black and white wall behind the class.
"Cough, cough!" Zhang Mengjiu's forehead was covered with sweat. He lay on the ground and coughed violently for a few times. He raised his head and stared at Han Lu.
Han Lu naturally noticed Zhang Mengjiu's unkind gaze, and he responded to Zhang Mengjiu with a disdainful look and a disdainful smile, and finally said four words: "Scumbag!"
Afterwards, Han Lu turned around and returned to her seat and ignored Zhang Mengjiu. Zhang Mengjiu stared at Han Lu's back, his hatred intensified.
No one except Mo Lin cared about this matter from beginning to end. They even had no time to pay attention to it. The whole class was busy reading books.
Mo Lin, who had witnessed the whole incident, naturally clearly saw the way Zhang Mengjiu looked up at Han Lu. Zhang Mengjiu's eyes contained hatred, anger, and unwillingness, and he wanted to kill Han Lu with one knife.
In the past, when everyone talked about Zhang Mengjiu in the dormitory, Han Lu seemed to be extremely disgusted. But at that time, everyone did not take it to heart, thinking that it was just a small fight. Mo Lin did not expect that the relationship between the two would deteriorate to such a degree. This kind of situation.
