Brother Zhang was a big man, and he didn't know where to place his arms and legs while sitting in the seat. He tried to curl up, and the oppressive environment made him very uncomfortable.
Xiao Zhao behind him started acting crazy as soon as he entered the dungeon, and now he didn't know what he was mumbling in the back. His rambling was giving people a headache.
Brother Zhang tried his best to turn his head and look back. Behind him, Xiao Zhao lowered his head, his black hair covering his face, and vague words came from his hair.
Brother Zhang was not afraid of ghosts, but Xiao Zhao looked like this and gave him goosebumps. He touched his arm, cursed mentally, and turned away.
The teacher spoke enthusiastically on the podium, but Brother Zhang couldn't listen.
He hadn't been to school for a long time, and he didn't study hard when he went to school. He couldn't sit still, twisted his body, and the desk and chair made a slight creaking sound.
The woman sitting behind was still chattering, and Brother Zhang felt that the days were like years.
He put one hand on the table to support his chin, and the other hand held a pencil and scribbled and drew casually on the notebook.
Let's go out and look for clues in the next class. The students' time is very full. According to the director, they don't have time to complete the task at all.
Although I don’t know what I’m going to do yet, I need to find the protagonist Tan Tao’s friends first and follow the clues, and there will always be clues.
Brother Zhang thought like this and felt something was wrong.
Where is it?
The teacher was still giving instructions on the podium, and the woman behind him still didn’t know what he was talking about. She muttered as if she was tired, and her voice became louder and louder...
getting bigger!
A drop of cold sweat slid down Brother Zhang's back. If the voice of the woman behind him was as annoying as a fly buzzing just now, now it was like nagging directly in his ear.
Brother Zhang's whole neck was frozen. He didn't dare to look back or move.
He was afraid that when he turned his head, he would find the ghost-like Xiao Zhao lying on his back, her hair hanging on his neck, and she was whispering into his ear.
"Bang! Bang!" Brother Zhang's heartbeat became louder and louder. He was so frightened by his imagination that his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
He closed his eyes and turned around as if he was sinking his boat.
No, nothing.
There was no pale face close at hand, nor was there a female ghost lying behind him.
Xiao Zhao was still sitting in the back, covering his face with his long hair, muttering nervously.
Brother Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his face, and lay on the table as if paralyzed.
The person is scary, scary to death, and he will have to change seats later.
"It must die... it must die..."
Before Brother Zhang could relax for long, the sound of gangrene in the bones appeared again, right next to his ears, and he heard it correctly.
This time he heard clearly what Xiao Zhao said.
This crazy woman!
Brother Zhang couldn't bear it anymore, not even for a minute.
.
"Bang!" The sound of desks and chairs being pushed away suddenly was particularly abrupt in the originally quiet classroom, and everyone's eyes were drawn to Brother Zhang.
"Talk about it! Are you annoyed? You are in class, haven't you been in class? You are crazy yourself, why are you talking to me! You are going to die, I think you are the first to die!"
Brother Zhang's face was red and dark, with bulging veins on his forehead. He vented all his grievances on the woman behind him.
Xiao Zhao stopped talking to herself, she hugged her body tighter and lowered her head further.
Cheng Miao frowned, Xiao Zhao's reaction was strange.
Xiao Zhao has been a little nervous since she entered the dungeon, and she went a little crazy when being provoked by Qi Jiajia in the corridor. It is unusual for such a person to sit quietly and listen to lectures. Now that Brother Zhang is provoking trouble, her first reaction is to give in, which is also very inconsistent. common sense.
You know, Xiao Zhao wanted to hit someone when he was provoked by Qi Jiajia.
You changed your temper so quickly?
Before Cheng Miao could think about it, the teacher came down from the podium and asked a few questions about the situation.
"It's her fault that the classmate at the back disturbed your class, but you can't make noise in class because of this. It also affects other students." The teacher closed the lesson plan in his hand seriously and knocked on Brother Zhang's desk.
Brother Zhang's face turned even redder. He lowered his head and apologized to the teacher.
"Forget it, just listen to the class." The teacher didn't waste much time. He criticized a few words and walked back to the podium.
Brother Zhang secretly said something bad, pulled the chair forward, and "pop", the back of the chair suddenly fell down.
The school chairs have an iron frame, and the seat and back of the chair are made of wood and screwed together.
Sometimes the screws of chairs that have been around for a long time will age and the piece of wood on the back of the chair will fall off. That's what happened now.
The piece of wood that served as the back of the chair fell to the side of Brother Zhang's table. There were two bare rectangular iron frames stretched out on the chair.
Brother Zhang scratched his head and thought that it didn't take much effort, so he bent down to pick up the wood that fell at his feet.
not good!
Before Cheng Miao had time to speak, he saw Brother Zhang tripping over something, his body leaning forward lost his balance, and he fell heavily towards the steel bar erected on the chair.
Qin Musong, who was close, also reacted immediately, but only had time to hold one of Brother Zhang's arms.
"Pfft", a long steel rod was inserted into Brother Zhang's eye socket, stained with some red and white objects, and pierced through the back of his head.
"ah!"
"Dead man!"
…
The students in the entire classroom screamed and ran out, leaving only Cheng Miao and a few other players and Brother Zhang's body.
The dean took the students to another classroom to comfort them. Qiao Jin took nine players from the liberal arts class to the science class to join Cheng Miao and the others.
"Hiss, what a tragic death." An aunt from Qiao Jin's group crowded over to join in the fun. After seeing the corpse, she patted her chest with a pale face, took a few steps back and hid behind the other players.
"Did he violate any taboos?" Qiao Jin had a nice rose fragrance on her body, which diluted the smell of the corpse.
She briefly inspected the body with her hands, her movements light and graceful, as if she were wiping delicate porcelain.
"He interrupted the teacher's lecture." Old Yu had a pale face and could not speak clearly.
The bearded man from Qiao Jin's group threw a cigarette to him. He lit it with trembling hands and feet, and took two puffs to calm down a little.
"He said that Xiao Zhao kept talking to himself too loudly and disturbed him, so he got angry." Old Yu explained the process in a few words, and everyone fell into deep thought.
Cheng Miao glanced at the crowd and frowned, "Where is Xiao Zhao?"
"Hey, weren't you still here just now?" Chen Yu and Xiao Freckles looked around, wondering why the person who was under their noses just now was gone.
"Maybe he just ran away with the crowd and didn't pay attention." Cheng Miao looked at the little girl who was speaking. Her round face was dotted with freckles. She was neither good-looking nor ugly, but very distinctive.
This newcomer has great potential, is bold, and doesn't lose track.
"We have to find the person back. Maybe she did something because Brother Zhang reacted so strongly." Lin Zhu and Qi Jiajia surrounded Cheng Miao, and they didn't see Xiao Zhao being away.
Just as Cheng Miao was about to say something, there was the sound of fierce running mixed with the screams of girls in the corridor outside.
"Ahhh! There's a dead person in the women's restroom!"
