Soon, under Tian Dahu's worried gaze, Chen Wen kept calm and indifferent, and walked towards Zhang Kun. Of course, why didn't Zhang Kun see Chen Wen when Chen Wen walked towards Zhang Kun? Seeing this, he hurriedly raised his dagger and then shouted with vigilance: "Chen Wen, what do you want to do?"
Although Zhang Kun raised his sword on guard, Chen Wen did not make any move that made him feel threatened. The young man just stood in front of him, and then said:
"Put the knife away. I have a way that may allow you and everyone to continue to live."
………
Although students do not have to come to class on Saturday afternoon according to school regulations, what is strange is that there are still students in a certain class even in the afternoon, or simply put, these students have been in the classroom since school ended at noon, unlike other classes They left the school one after another, but stayed in the school from beginning to end, in the classroom, until the time was approaching evening, until the moment the school bell rang in the afternoon.
Jingle Bell!
The bell rang, but still no one of the dozen or so students in the classroom left. Instead, after the bell ended, they all stared at their desks in panic.
Yes, these people are the students from Class 2, Grade 3, and they are also the last survivors in the entire class. Including Chen Wen, there are 14 people left. Currently, they are not doing anything, they are just staring down at themselves with nervous eyes. Desk desktop.
Chen Wen stared at his desk like everyone else. Although he retained his recent memory due to some unknown factors, he was also a student in this class after all, so he did not think that the mysterious worm would let him go.
Silence, still continues, silence, still maintained.
Five minutes later, when Chen Wen saw that there were no numbers on his desk or Tian Dahu's desk next to him, the two of them first took a long breath as if they were being forgiven. Then Chen Wen stood up and scanned the surrounding students with his eyes. Asked: "This time, if a number appears on the desk, please stand up."
As soon as he finished speaking, nine students were seen standing up from their seats tremblingly. Judging from their expressions, almost all of the nine students who stood up looked pale and had sweat on their foreheads.
As Chen Wen had expected earlier, there were indeed new Arabic numerals appearing again today, and there were more people than yesterday, a full 9 people!
The new numbers on the desktop this time are: 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32.
The corresponding desk owners are: Tian Xiaoya, Gao Minjuan, Li Hongjun, Wu Kai, Li Zhanxue, Sun Wei, Liu Yuzhen, Feng Dafei, and Zhang Kun.
The total number is exactly nine.
Sometimes things cannot be dealt with when you are prepared, nor can they be easily dealt with through hard work. When death really comes, even if you are prepared, people will instinctively show fear, despair, Pain and other negative emotions.
As mentioned earlier, how many people in this world are truly not afraid of death?
At this moment, looking at the numbers on the table, the faces of the nine students, both men and women, who were unfortunately recruited, all showed fear and horror. It was as if the table in front of them was not a table but death sentences, which made several people feel terrified. Of course, they Zhang Kun knew what the numbers on his desk meant, especially Zhang Kun. When he saw a big number '32' on his desk, he was frightened and his legs became weak and trembling like chaff. For a moment, he was in despair. He even had an impulse in his heart, an impulse to immediately take out a dagger and stab everyone who didn't have numbers on the desk. Yes, why? Why can you escape today but I can't? But, in the end, he endured it. As for the reason...
It just comes from Chen Wen!
Chen Wen had told him and everyone present in the morning that there might be a way to survive the students whose desks had numbers on them tonight.
Although Chen Wen also said at the time that this method was not necessarily effective, for the students who were about to die, who cared about the probability of effectiveness? Who cares about the odds of success? This is the so-called emergency medical treatment. It is like a drowning person who is about to die in the river and desperately screams for help. At this time, even if the person on the shore only throws a straw, the drowning person will still be anxious. Hold on tight and never let go!
The current situation is similar. Chen Wen's method is equivalent to a life-saving straw and a life-saving straw for everyone present. Therefore, this is the main reason why Zhang Kun stopped going crazy when Chen Wen said there was some hope of saving everyone in the morning, and At that time, Chen Wen relied on these words to soothe the mood of Zhang Kun and even all the students in the morning. In the midst of despair and fear, Chen Wen actually gave them a glimmer of hope.
The only thing that surprised Chen Wenton was...
Unexpectedly, Tian Xiaoya is still among the 9 people whose numbers appeared today!
Chen Wen knew that numbers had appeared on Tian Xiaoya's desk as early as yesterday. At that time, the number on the desk was 23. Unexpectedly, she was still there today. At first, Chen Wen didn't think much about it, he was just surprised. But, for some reason, when he thought about it, After imagining a certain idea, with thoughts in mind, after the others sat down again, Chen Wen quietly left his seat and walked around the classroom. He also looked at the numbers on the table of the nine people as he walked. When he walked to Tian Xiaoya's seat, he saw... This time the number displayed on Tian Xiaoya's desk was no longer the 23 from yesterday, but a new number:
twenty four.
(Is it possible that even if you escape an attack, you still can't really escape death? Although I don't know how Tian Xiaoya survived last night, taking Tian Xiaoya as an example can still clearly conclude that even if a student escapes by chance, Death, the mysterious worm will still not let go of the escapees, and will still let new numbers appear on its desk one after another until it is killed!)
The above is the result that Chen Wen inferred by observing the numbers on Tian Xiaoya's desktop, and it is an even more despairing result. He quickly retracted his thoughts and turned his eyes to Tian Xiaoya, and saw that the thin girl was expressionless at this moment. Sitting in his seat with his head slightly bowed and saying nothing was completely different from his past behavior. Although Chen Wen wanted to open his mouth to say something to her several times, it was always difficult to speak or understandable every time the words came to his lips. The reason was not that he didn't say anything, but that even Chen Wen himself didn't know what to say.
reason? That is that he has been judging something recently, something that will be in danger of death if he makes a wrong judgment.
Let’s get back to the topic, let’s not talk about what Chen Wen was thinking. At this moment, when Chen Wen completed a circle and arrived at the podium, Zhang Kun, who had been frightened ever since he discovered the numbers on his desk, couldn’t sit still. With his body trembling, Zhang Kun took the lead and asked Chen Wen who was now on the podium in an impatient tone: "Hey, you... what were you doing just now? And don't forget what you said this morning. You said it yourself this morning. He said there is a way to save the big job. Now that school is out and the numbers are out, can you tell us?"
As expected, seeing Zhang Kun raise the key question, the rest of the students who were already upset also turned their attention to the podium and looked at Chen Wen. Under the podium, those students who did not have numbers on their desks today were fine, but those who The students who had just seen numbers on their desks became increasingly anxious.
He lowered his head and looked around, feeling the expectant eyes of everyone. Chen Wen had a special reaction, and his mood was as quiet as usual. After all, he had stated before that the method was not necessarily useful. It is conceivable that since he did not know that it would be useful. Or not, rather than being excited, it is better to face the problem with a cautious attitude.
Of course, caution must be cautious, and restraint must be restrained. In fact, when Zhang Kun asked for a solution, all the students looked at him, Chen Wen had no ink marks, and then the class said to everyone in the audience: "Everyone, please change your seats. "
As soon as these words came out, all the students were stunned. Soon, Li Hongjun, who had a number on the desk, looked up at the young man with a puzzled expression and asked: "Change seats? Chen Wen, what do you mean?"
Li Hongjun is a boy wearing glasses. He studies well, but he is a bit rigid and does not know how to adapt. Therefore, when he heard Chen Wen's words, he felt that he could not understand. He instinctively asked questions and explained what he could not understand at the moment. Asking questions and then seeking explanations from the other party, in the same way, why is Li Hongjun's confusion not something that the other students care about? However, perhaps because his mind was usually more active or his thoughts were running smoothly just now, before Chen Wen could answer the boy with glasses, he frowned and if he had some realization, class monitor Zhao Lanting took the lead and raised his head towards Chen Wen on the podium and said: "I seem to understand. What you mean is... is it possible to avoid the number of deaths by changing seats?"
Chen Wen was a little surprised after hearing this. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lanting reacted very quickly and was the first to guess his personal intentions. Yes, it was indeed as Zhao Lanting guessed. Chen Wen's intention was very clear and the principle was equally simple. It was not the case before. Has it been confirmed that anyone with a number on their desk will disappear mysteriously at night? And that mysterious power does indeed sentence students to death through desks and numbers. Since numbers appear on your desk, you might as well just change seats, abandon your previous seat and move to another desk. , what will be the result if this is the case?
"Monitor, you are right. That's exactly what I meant. The specific details are..."
In the classroom, when Chen Wen informed all the students of his thoughts and intentions together with the reasons for his explanation, for a moment, everyone present had different expressions and reactions, ranging from doubts, to complexities, to surprises, to expectations. They all represent the different psychology of everyone, but one thing is still certain, that is, for students who are currently desperate, this method is the only way at the moment. Let’s not talk about the results, but at least give it a try, in case it succeeds. Woolen cloth? What if we can really avoid death?
Yes, you may or may not die if you try, but if you don't try, you will definitely die.
Thinking of this, I saw Chen Wen's calm expression in front of the podium. Let's not talk about others for the time being. As the silence continued and as time passed by, soon, the nine students with numbers on their desks all shifted their gazes and involuntarily He glanced around and looked at the other empty desks nearby.
………
Different from the current situation where students should have as many desks as they imagine, the number of desks in Class 2 of Senior High School does not correspond to the number of students. People with some common sense also know that although each class has a different number of desks, the number of desks is often different. According to the school's unified standards, each class will have a fixed number of 45 desks in the classroom regardless of the number of people. Since Chen Wen's class only has 35 people, which is smaller than other classes, the number of empty desks is also It's a little too much.
Obviously, since numbers have appeared on many students' desks, those desks in the classroom that have never been occupied by anyone and have never had numbers on them have now become a way of life and the best choice.
He did what he thought of. This time, it was Zhang Kun who made the first move. The yellow-haired young man stood up straight away. First, he took off the sticker representing his personal student number that had been stuck to the upper right corner of his desk, and then strode towards To the left, walk towards the empty desk that has never been occupied by anyone since the school started.
When he came to the free desk, he first re-pasted his student number on the upper right corner of the desk, then sat down on the stool next to the desk and loudly announced to others: "From now on, this is my desk, Zhang Kun's." Got it!"
As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. If most people were hesitant and undecided at the beginning, then when Zhang Kun, the most fearful of death, took the lead, how could several students with the same number on the table be willing to follow? Next, they moved. Regardless of male students or female students, everyone hurriedly followed Zhang Kun's example and stretched out their hands to peel off their individual student number plates from the original desks and then walked towards the vacant desks around them and towards their chosen classes. The student number plate was affixed to the top of the new desk. Finally, he did not forget to sit down on his seat like Zhang Kun before learning, and immediately announced that he had changed his position.
It is undeniable that the behavior of these students just now seems quite funny to outsiders who do not know the reason. However, to the students who know the inside story, they know better than anyone what the purpose of this is. Currently, several students with numbers on their desktops The positions have been changed, and the selected desks are all empty desks that have never had numbers on them. The reason is as mentioned above. Although there are many empty desks in the classroom, most of the desks have had numbers on them. , Unless you are an idiot, no one will choose those desks with numbers on them as your new position.
but……
Several people exchanged positions, each of them hurriedly transferred their student ID, but...
On the podium, witnessing several people busy, Chen Wen, who was attentive, still noticed something different. No, it was not that the environment was different or that things had changed, but that the reaction of a certain person or student aroused the youth's attention. Notice.
With the end of the seat-changing operation, although most of the students with numbers on their desks after school changed their desks according to his personal opinion, in fact, most were just most after all. Only 8 people actually changed their seats, and only one person did not do so. , only one student among the nine students has not made any movement at all. The other student is still sitting silently in his original seat, still sitting on the chair and desk with the death number on it. The other person is none other than Tian Xiaoya. !
Of course, it was not just Chen Wen. Soon, as the seat change gradually came to an end, other students also noticed that a student had not moved for a long time. Suspicions suddenly arose, and confusion emerged. After a while, including Chen Wen, Almost all the students, including Wen, turned their attention to Tian Xiaoya. Everyone was wondering why this thin girl, who was usually taciturn and had a low sense of presence in the class, didn't change seats?
Is this person stupid? Or are you frightened by the numbers in front of you?
"Hey, Xiaoya, why don't you choose a new seat quickly?"
After observing for a moment, he saw that the other party still hadn't moved for a long time. He had good intentions. As the squad leader, Zhao Lanting called out to the other party first, and then reminded the girls to change seats as soon as possible.
Never thought...
After receiving Zhao Lanting's urging reminder, Tian Xiaoya first raised her head and looked at Zhao Lanting in front of her, then shook her head and replied in a calm tone: "No, I'd better sit in my own seat."
Tian Xiaoya actually refused to change seats!
Why?
As mentioned above, Tian Xiaoya's answer surprised all the students, including Chen Wen, and found them incomprehensible. However, since they were all in the same class, Zhao Lanting and several others The girls began to persuade Tian Xiaoya and advised her to change seats, but what she received in exchange was Tian Xiaoya's silence.
Finally, seeing that his repeated persuasion was useless, he saw that no matter what he said, the other party was unmoved. Seeing this, Zhao Lanting stopped talking. Others shook their heads and sighed and gave up persuasion. After all, everyone's life is their own, and everyone has their own life. You must be responsible for his or her personal life. Since the other party does not cherish his own life, what can others say?
………
As the sun sets, the sun gradually sets, creating a rather beautiful red halo on the distant horizon.
It's a pity that beautiful things are always short-lived, just like the afterglow of the setting sun at this moment, it cannot last long. Before long, black will replace the sun as the ruler of the world, and then cover everything under its shadow.
As the sun gradually set, and as the sky gradually darkened, with uneasiness, frustration, and a little less obvious hope mixed in, the last dozen or so students from Class 2, Grade 3, walked out of the classroom, and everyone went home. They all left the school with various mixed emotions. This time, Chen Wen and Tian Dahu were still the last two to leave the classroom. They saw the thin figure disappearing outside the classroom door. Then, Chen Wencai suddenly stretched out his hand as if he was hysterical. He patted Tian Dahu on the shoulder.
Snapped.
"Wow!"
"Fuck! Is there something wrong with you, Chen Wen? Leng Buding scared me again!"
Being slapped by the young man, Tian Dahu, who was tinkering with his schoolbag with his head down, was immediately frightened and screamed. He finally reacted and cursed, then subconsciously raised his head and asked, "What's the matter?"
That's what he said, that's what he asked, but when he looked at the other party, Tian Dahu was stunned, because he saw...
In front of me, I don’t know when it started, but Chen Wen’s forehead was already covered with sweat and cold sweat!
