Looking back at the guest house that had become a black ruin, Jin sighed.
"It seems that this hotel encountered a fire. Those guests who said it was full but no one could be seen are the ghosts we met who died in the fire."
Feitan spoke calmly.
"At least one of them is not. The female ghost I met while taking a shower. She was killed and dumped in a water tower, a small guest house. There are really many things going on." He sneered.
The knight clapped his hands and ended the topic.
"Anyway, we have successfully survived from the guest house. This stage is over. How should we get to the school next? I don't know where it is. Or should I take a walk around the town?"
Chrollo said suddenly. "It seems you can ask others."
"Huh?" Hisoka followed Chrollo's gaze in confusion.
In the faint morning light, on the side of the dusty asphalt road, a sanitation worker dragging a garbage truck appeared. She was sweeping the fallen leaves with a big broom, pouring the garbage into the car, and walking backwards while sweeping. Come.
Although they didn’t know whether this was a human or a ghost, ghosts in the daytime were basically harmless, so when Chrollo and his party went up to inquire about the news, nothing happened. They successfully found out the location of Mosquito Light Middle School and what’s more. Past bus route.
After a few people waited at the station for a while, the bus came. It was the first bus. Apart from the driver, they were the only ones there. It took more than ten minutes to arrive at Mosquito Light Middle School without any trouble.
In the early morning, Mosquito Lantern Middle School is like a crawling giant beast, as if it has just awakened from a deep sleep. Through the closed school gate, you can see a conical loess hill behind the campus, with some dark green hybrids sparsely planted on it. Wood.
Chrollo went to call the door. After verifying the identity of the group of teachers with his numb old face full of wrinkles, the guard let them go without expression and directed them to the first floor of the teaching building to find Teacher Wang, the director of the teaching office.
At this time, it was still early in the sky, and there was no one on campus. However, looking at the unfamiliar teaching building, playground and other scenes, the knight felt quite fresh, and he smiled.
"I have never been to school, but I have visited in college, but this is the first time I have entered a middle school. I really don't know what it is like to go to school in general. I heard that a lot of people will gather in a classroom to listen to lectures? There are also after class What kind of club activities or something?”
Chrollo nodded and told his own examples and some hearsay.
"I once went to a university to attend a degree, but the university is very independent. If you don't deliberately communicate with each other, you may not even be able to recognize your classmates and teachers after university. But I heard that the management of middle schools is very strict and the students' grades are very strict. There are requirements for all aspects of behavior and ethics, and teachers have extremely high authority and control over students. It seems that students must obey the teacher’s instructions?”
Feitan snorted coldly.
"Who from Meteor Street has ever gone to school? What can school teach us? It just cultivates a bunch of mediocre and useless people."
"Haha, indeed, if you want to know something, just read a book by yourself. I really don't understand the point of getting together to read together every day?"
The knight laughed in agreement. He was so smart that he could not understand the pain of being a scumbag. Therefore, although he did not learn, his self-taught knowledge reserve allowed him to look down upon and even crush those who had studied for more than 20 years. An ordinary person with a New Year’s book.
Hisoka looked uninterested. "I haven't been to school, and I'm not interested in it either."
The knight immediately joked.
"Hisoka, it's a good thing that I let you be the teacher. If you were in school, you must be a bad boy who makes trouble all day long and likes to fight. You are still at the bottom in studies. You can only show off your prestige in physical education class."
Hisoka twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that he couldn't imagine it. He should wait for the next life to be a student. Being a teacher was enough to make him feel magical. Fortunately, the arrangement of this damn place was to let him be a music teacher. It was barely foolproof. If he was teaching a certain course, Hisoka probably wouldn't know whether he was teaching the students or the students were teaching him.
Jin also interjected with interest and sighed.
"I haven't been to school either. Whale Island is too small and there are even fewer children on the island. When I was a child, I took online correspondence courses. I only saw the teacher's face on the computer, and I didn't even know what my classmates looked like. "
Seeing that everyone was chatting about their past, Illumi also shared his own situation. However, he was in a different situation. He was completely taught by the elite of the wealthy class.
he wrote lightly.
"The Hakkas have schools, but the children in the family are educated by private tutors. Although they do not take the unified examination, they will also accept academic ability tests and conduct horizontal comparisons and evaluations with students in the city. The university also relies on correspondence and After completing self-study, I have a bachelor's degree certificate in business administration and a master's degree certificate in economics from Bartokia University."
The group of people suddenly looked sideways, and Hisoka had an embarrassed expression like "I didn't expect you to be like this Illumi." He felt quite disappointed when he thought everyone was on the first floor, but it turned out that you were on the third floor.
"Illumi, you are actually a talented person~"
The knight also widened his eyes in surprise.
"Because it's a family business, do you want to learn business management? But these days, do even killers have such high standards?"
Illumi flipped up his hair rather proudly and continued to show off his wealth and family's great fortune by beating the enemy Hakka in an understatement.
"Do you know how much property the Hakkas have? What is their annual turnover and how many employees are there? How can you manage such a large family without learning business management? I even have the qualification of a certified public accountant."
This kind of ostentatious tone made the knight not very fond of hearing it. He immediately said something with a smile, and forced the end of the topic.
"That's really disrespectful."
But after Jin listened to all the conversations, he suddenly realized something, and he suddenly looked strange.
"So, none of us have ever gone to school? Although I think teaching physical education is not difficult, it always feels weird that a bunch of people who have never gone to school come to teach students?"
Chrollo also smiled.
"This is quite interesting, but let's not say that this is just a fictitious identity. Even if it is real, teaching mathematics will not be difficult for me."
"That's true. Even astrophysics and quantum physics, I can tell you one, two, three, and middle school physics is a piece of cake." The knight is also gearing up and full of confidence.
"I'm pretty good at chemistry, too. I'm pretty good at toxicology, chemistry, and biochemistry." Illumi also said coldly.
Feitan frowned and looked at the knights and knights with a crazy expression.
"Are you all really planning to teach? Why are you all so serious?"
The knight waved his hand and smiled.
"How is that possible? I just want to prove that even if it is a role play, I am definitely qualified to be a physics teacher. I will never wear clothes in class that will make me stand down and embarrass myself in front of a bunch of ghosts."
Having said this, Feitan and Hisoka suddenly felt a little panicked. Although they didn't care about breaking up, before they broke up, it didn't seem very pleasant to be looked down upon in front of a bunch of ghosts, right?
Fortunately for Hisoka, he can still play musical instruments anyway. Although he just learned a few random songs just to pick up girls, he should be able to handle it, right?
Feitan is really a little confused. Until now, he has no idea what labor skills are. He can only hope that this place will not really let him go to class. The worst case is that it will be burned down by Rising Sun. This school was forced to end this scene, Feitan was silently angry in his heart.
When a group of people walked to the teaching office, they heard a voice that was neither salty nor bland coming from inside.
"Have you returned after studying abroad? It's a bit unfair for a talented person like you to come to teach in a small place like ours."
Then, everyone heard a familiar voice, answering in a hypocritical and routine manner.
"Haha, I'm serious. Wherever it's not work, wherever it's not possible to shine, it's still the same as making a contribution~"
Upon hearing this, Jin immediately pushed the door open and asked.
"Pariston, you're already here?"
Pariston turned back and smiled.
"Mr. Jin, I think it's time for you to arrive."
He was also covered in mud and looked quite embarrassed. He had obviously crawled out of the coffin like Hisoka. However, to a few people's surprise, Shanhadiya was also there, sitting aside in silence in the same embarrassed state. I don’t know how people met each other.
"You are..." Teacher Wang looked at the group of people who suddenly broke in with a hint of displeasure.
Only then did Chrollo and the others glance at Teacher Wang, the director of the teaching department in front of them. This was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing glasses, with an inexplicable hostility and a hint of vigilance towards them deep in his eyes.
Although a few people were a bit confused by Teacher Wang's attitude, because they had no clue about the current scene, Chrollo and the others just listened to what Teacher Wang said.
Teacher Wang probably saw that there were so many people, so he didn't continue to target Pariston with evil intentions. He simply explained a few words, allocated the faculty and staff dormitories, and then dismissed him.
"You can leave now. Remember, the whole school has morning exercises at 7:30. I will introduce you to all the teachers and students in the school, and I will assign specific tasks to you later."
Chrollo suddenly asked. "Where's the principal? Don't we need to see the principal?"
"The principal is not in good health and is currently recovering from illness. If you have any questions, you can come to me." Teacher Wang said lukewarmly.
So, this is the current leader and the most powerful person in the school? Could this person be the key point of this scene or the biggest obsession behind the scenes? Chrollo nodded thoughtfully, turned around, and left with the others.
On the way to the teachers' dormitory building, when passing by the student dormitory building, the knight slowed down slightly. He raised his head and looked for a while as if he was looking for something, and said.
"Celulu should be inside, right? Although the school is not big, it's not that easy to find her at once. I don't know if we can see her during morning exercises for the whole school?"
"Her memory must have recovered. As long as we stand on the stage, she will come to us." Feitan was also a little anxious.
"Well, that's right. If our memory is restored, maybe we won't have to play this inexplicable game and can leave directly." The knight said with a smile.
Pariston smiled.
"I'm looking forward to meeting Little Miss Cellululu again. Sure enough, whether it's Little Miss Xiaoya or Little Miss Cellululu, it's always the same person who really makes my heart beat~"
Everyone suddenly reacted with disapproval, and Pariston was really very persistent. Although he didn't realize that Elena was not Celluloid, in a way, his antenna radar was always very accurate, and his target was always on target. Watching celluloid is completely unaffected by all emotions and reason.
Jin was not polite to complain.
"Come on, stop saying that you like Celluloid and are attracted to her. What you like is not her at all, but a certain type. No matter who this is, if it meets this requirement, you like it and want to destroy it. .”
Pariston shrugged and laughed. "Whatever you say."
In the girls' dormitory, Cellululu woke up from her sleep. Her head felt dizzy, as if there were a lot of things in her mind, but it was a little unclear.
What's this? Is it a memory she has forgotten? Cellululu was thinking expressionlessly, but why she always felt that these pictures seemed so divided and inexplicable.
Cellululu lowered her head and sorted it out. At the beginning of her memory, she was a woman in the ordinary world. Then she experienced immortality, attempted suicide, and lost her parents. Then she traveled through time and world, and started another life.
After that, she experienced countless eras, countless planets, countless worlds, modern times, ancient times, the future, cultivating immortals, magical western fantasy, feudal society, the interstellar era, the world of ghosts and gods, the world of supernatural powers, the doomsday world, just like the same. A game, or a dream, she constantly travels between different worlds and time.
However, the world has nothing to do with her, time has nothing to do with her, and people have nothing to do with her. She is like a spectator, participating in the minimum level. Everything is extremely insensitive, extremely fake, and has no sense of reality.
Those memories of crying, laughing, pain, love, hate, fear, despair, confusion, and collapse, she could not fully understand the state of mind at that time, and she could not remember what it was like at all. a feeling of.
Cellululu rubbed her temples, so were these things really what she had experienced? Or was it just her imagination? Has schizophrenia created fictional worlds, fictional characters, fictional experiences, and fictional feelings?
Moreover, she also remembered a memory, the memory of her studying and living in this mosquito lamp middle school. Of course, this memory had no sense of reality, lacked a sense of substitution and emotion, but she just remembered it suddenly.
Looking at the roommates in the dormitory at this time, she could easily recall all their things. So, is she really trapped in a game arranged by someone unknown, or is the ghost incident she has experienced so far just a matter of time? Another of her delusions?
Even her superpower is actually a delusion. After all, in the world of mentally ill patients, they can only see what they want to see and recognize what they want to recognize, but this may be far from the real world.
Cellululu calmly assessed the possibility of her own mental illness, feeling that she might have found the truth that had been lost all this time.
She cannot distinguish what is true and what is false. The reactions of others cannot be used as a basis. What she sees and hears cannot be used as a basis. Even what she experiences cannot be guaranteed to be true. So, what should she live by? criteria?
Cellululu thought calmly. She had so many memories and experiences. Although they were probably all delusions, she felt that she already had the psychological quality to remain calm even if the mountain collapsed.
reason! The only way is to be rational and deal with everything rationally. Although this rationality must be questioned, but at present, rationally analyzing everything you see in front of you and reacting cautiously is the only way, and you must exercise strict restraint. In all her actions, she remembered that she had killed many people in many experiences. Even though this might all be false, this violent tendency was enough to wake her up.
Although she may be a delusional psychopath, at least she cannot be a martial arts lunatic. The bottom line is not to kill anyone! In this way, there will be room for everything, and you will not push yourself or others into an irreversible desperate situation.
Cellululu finished establishing her rules of conduct, then got out of bed, took out the washbasin and towel, and went to the bathroom.
There is only one bathroom on each floor in the girls' dormitory. During the morning rush hour, you have to rush to it and have quick eyesight to avoid being late.
Cellululu waited for a while and saw an empty seat. Before she could get up, she was squeezed out by the people next to her. She waited for a while and saw an empty seat again, but was squeezed out again. Cellululu's face was expressionless. Looking at the crowded washbasin, I thought about the past memories.
It seems that every time she silently waits for the crowd to stop before going to wash up, which causes her to be late for her morning workout every day. Then, because she also shoulders the important task of queuing up in the cafeteria to buy breakfast for her roommates, she has to leave early. After finally buying breakfast for her roommates, she still had to wait for them to finish eating and clean up their leftover plates. As a result, she was late for morning reading every day. Then, she would inevitably be forced to do early exercise and breakfast by Teacher Wang. She was late for double reading and was called to the office alone to criticize education. Then, her reputation for fawning over teachers and snitching became known.
Therefore, after a rational analysis, first of all, she should not let herself be in such a hurry, but should keep the same rhythm as her classmates. As for whether the sudden change of style will have any impact, Cellululu thought rationally, I feel that my past strategy was the wrong choice to get myself into more trouble, and it is not lost on all living beings at all. Doesn't this actively increase the risk of revealing that I am mentally ill?
Cellululu saw that a space had been given up again, and she immediately squeezed in. A classmate followed fiercely and squeezed in. She didn't even look at it, and used her super power to flick away the girl. The girl immediately kicked He took a few steps back, and then he realized what he was doing and cursed in anger.
While washing her face, Celluloid used the girl's curses as background music. At the same time, she was thinking, if the super power just now worked, does that mean her ability is real? Or was it actually that what she saw in front of her was false, that there might not actually be this girl at all, and that she just walked to the sink to wash her face smoothly?
Well, you can’t dwell on this issue, because the mental patient’s obsession is just a blind struggle, and the direction and ideas of thinking may be wrong. It’s better to just talk about the matter and not think deeply.
Anyway, in the world of mental illness, she is the king and can do whatever she wants. Who knows whether other people's reactions are real or not, maybe they are all her imagination.
Cellulu was not late for exercise this morning and started running slowly around the playground. However, halfway through, her roommate caught up with her and accused her with an unhappy expression.
"Why don't you leave? If it's late, there will be a long queue in the cafeteria, and you will be the unlucky one later."
Celluloid ran past without squinting. When he saw her posture, the roommate suddenly turned his nose in anger and turned around to murmur with several other roommates. However, due to the teacher's presence, unless he himself left early, no one would He dared to force other students to leave early, but he could only stare at the celluloid angrily.
After her morning workout, Cellululu walked towards the cafeteria, followed by seven girls. They entered the cafeteria, sat down at a table, and began to order the breakfast they wanted to eat.
"I won't buy it for you, I'll queue up myself."
Cellululu said calmly and went to line up, ignoring the shouts of surprise and disbelief from several roommates.
After more than ten minutes, Celuulu squeezed out of the crowd. As a result, the seven roommates saw that they had been waiting for a long time. Celuulu really only bought her own breakfast. There was a fuss immediately, and a girl rushed up to her. She was about to lift the plate, but Cellululu flicked her away. The seven girls didn't give up and rushed forward again. Cellululu flicked them back one by one. After a few times, they didn't dare to come over to make trouble anymore. She lowered her head and finished her meal slowly. After breakfast, I cleaned up and went to the classroom either early or late.
Teacher Wang was already sitting behind the podium. When he saw Cellulu coming in, an unexpected light flashed in his eyes, and he spoke after a moment.
"Selulu-san is not late today, that's good."
Cellululu looked calm and slightly bent over to say hello to Teacher Wang before sitting in her seat. Today, seven of her roommates were late and were severely criticized by Teacher Wang in front of the whole class. , several of the seven girls mentioned couldn't help crying, and then they stared at her with hateful eyes.
Is it any wonder that everyone in the class feels that they are trying to curry favor with Teacher Wang and make a snitch? It seems that they are the only ones who are always taken to the office for education by Teacher Wang alone? Cellululu held her chin up and thought indifferently.
After the morning reading, the whole school had morning exercises. Cellululu stood on the playground and danced to the beat with hundreds of classmates and teachers. After completing a set of radio gymnastics, she did not leave as usual. Teacher Wang walked to the front to lead the class. Behind him on the platform, a line of young men followed.
The moment she saw those people clearly, Cellululu's aimless and wandering eyes suddenly focused. She knew these people, they had appeared in many of her experiences, and she even placed a lot of emotions on them.
These people even existed in her initial memory that she didn’t know if it was true, although in that delusion, they were delusional characters within a delusion, fictional characters in a fictional world, and then, in the recent In their delusions, they turned into real characters. After meeting each other by chance, they followed him through other worlds and experienced all kinds of bizarre things.
In the previous experience of encountering ghosts, they also appeared, but they acted as if they were strangers to her. Instead, they protected another girl also named Cellululu.
Doesn't the fact that this kind of character appears repeatedly, but each time his environment, identity, memory, and settings change, doesn't mean that they are his own delusions?
Now, they appear again, in another possible delusion of hers. Are they the long-term thorns in her delusional world? I just don’t know what kind of setting it will be this time, although it seems that it is undoubtedly a new teacher.
Cellululu also has her own understanding of these men who have appeared in many experiences. The feelings of a girl are always poetry. Even if she may be a mental illness, it does not prevent her from having a good time as a young girl, right?
These people may be her ideal type. Although there are more of them, it seems that she is a bit carefree. Moreover, although the identities of these people occasionally change, most of the time their identities are unified and fixed. This also makes Celluloid I realized how stupid I was, actually liking such dehumanizing villains and perverts.
But the delusion confronts her heart. Although she cannot accept it intellectually, the delusion is generated automatically, which shows that this is what her heart thinks. She cannot deceive herself, so she can only admit it.
Cellululu looked at Chrollo and the others calmly. The old monk entered samadhi and was ready to accept the series of developments that would follow. Of course, although it was her delusion, she herself did not know how it would develop in the future. After all, people can only dream. You can't control it, but who can say that this dream wasn't yours?
Chrollo and his group introduced themselves on the stage one by one, while looking around the crowd, looking for celluloid. Fortunately, everyone here had black hair, and they were the only ones with colorful hair. Her hair suddenly looked blue. Celluloid stood out among the crowd.
Cellululu was looking at them seriously and intently, but that look made Chrollo and the others feel a little strange. The eyes looking at them felt familiar and strange at the same time. Moreover, there was still no emotion, no joy, no excitement. , and had no intention of rushing over and leaving here directly with them.
Could it be that celluloid memory has not been restored yet? Chrollo suddenly felt a hint of gloom in his heart. Could it be that after Elena's death, the residual thoughts were strengthened and Celluloid's memory was blocked?
The introduction speech of the new teacher was over, and each class exited in an orderly manner. On the way back to the classroom, the girls in Cellululu's class became excited and discussed actively.
"The new teachers are all so handsome and tall. They look like city dwellers. They are fashionable, foreign-style, and very elegant."
"I like Mr. Chrollo. He looks like an artistic young man, full of knowledge and gentleness."
"It must be Teacher Pariston. Didn't you hear that he is a returnee from overseas? People who grew up drinking foreign ink have a different temperament from others. They feel very noble, very elegant, and full of the aura of a superior person."
"It's good, but it's too distant. Just like Mr. Illumi, he looks like he was born into a big family of the bourgeoisie of the old society. He is arrogant and indifferent, and looks down on country bumpkins like us."
"Oh, indeed, it's like the contrast between the bright moon and the ditch. In this way, Teacher Xiake is better. He is so handsome, just like the star on the poster. The key is that he looks very amiable and smiles very brightly."
"Where's Mr. Hisoka? He's obviously very handsome, isn't he?"
"Yes, he is very handsome, but he feels like a bad man, and he seems to be abandoned at all times."
"Hahaha, you think so beautifully, don't you think you can be abandoned by Teacher Hisoka from beginning to end?"
No one talks about Jin and Feitan. They are obviously good-looking, but is it because Jin is slovenly and Feitan looks more gloomy and dangerous? Cellululu listened, feeling a little regretful that no one appreciated her other two ideal types.
At this time, an angry scolding sounded.
"What are you all talking about? Are you all shameless! Do you want men at a young age? If you hear me again, you will be punished by the entire school and you will be punished by your parents!"
Teacher Wang walked up with a gloomy face, followed by Chrollo and his group. The girls who were laughing and joking saw that the head teacher and the target of their gossip were present. Under the shame and shyness, they all fell silent, silenced their voices like a frightened bird, and lowered their heads. Silently he quickened his pace.
Teacher Wang glanced at Cellululu. She had a calm face and looked straight ahead without looking at anyone. Teacher Wang's eyes flickered and she seemed quite satisfied.
He turned his head and glanced at Chrollo and the others with dissatisfaction, but saw that they had been looking into his class, and he immediately made a sound of displeasure.
"What are you looking at? Keep your eyes straight! You young people, don't think that I don't know what I'm thinking. Just keep your thoughts straight! If I find any reason, just wait to go to jail!"
Chrollo and the others looked away and looked at Teacher Wang. They felt that this man was like a male wolf that had been stepped into his territory, full of hostility towards all males.
The knight had already retorted with a smile.
"Oh, Teacher Wang, what am I thinking about? Why don't I know, but you know all about the roundworms in my belly?"
Teacher Wang looked gloomy, but did not speak again, but took them to the teacher's room.
Before Chrollo and the others turned around, they also confirmed that Cellulu had entered Class 2 and 5, and they were all thinking about how to get in touch with Cellulu.
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Well, although we have met above, we have not yet made formal contact. Then, Cellululu has recovered her memory, but it is only her memory.
Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution between 2020-08-01 21:07:31~2020-08-02 19:47:19~
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