Wang Ta told Bai Xiaoxiao that the original curriculum was placed in the Academic Affairs Office.
The class schedule posted on the back door of the homeroom teacher's office was actually changed later.
"How do you know that the original course sheet is now in the Academic Affairs Office?"
The other party obviously knows a lot of information, and can also match up with what Bai Xiaoxiao already knows, but Bai Xiaoxiao is not so easy to believe the other party's words. In the previous blood sect, she has been calculated by others countless times. No matter how stupid you are, you should learn to be smart.
Wang Ta's expression was a little strange.
"Do you know Xie Juan, the disciplinary committee member in our class? She went out last night and didn't come back. Everyone thought she was dead. In fact, she was not dead. She was just trapped in Caizhen Building. .”
"The news was given to us by her."
Bai Xiaoxiao was silent for a moment and replied:
"Let's talk about it after class at noon...there's still enough time."
Wang Ta nodded.
It is really not convenient to speak now. The classroom is relatively quiet. If they don't want others to hear what they are talking about, they have to keep their voices very low.
Returning to his seat, Wang Ta took a deep breath, and looked at Bai Xiaoxiao's back from time to time, as if he was thinking about something, while the woman sitting next to him, Peng Luo, kept her head lowered. Head, seems not to care about everything around...
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Ning Qiushui came to the little black room alone with the note.
The surrounding trees were still as desolate as before.
Although it is daytime and there are no shadows around the small dark room, the look can inexplicably send chills down the back.
It has a unique and eerie feeling, as if there are countless terrifying shadows in that dilapidated iron house.
Ning Qiushui arrived at the door of the small black room, and there was another sudden knock on the door:
Dong dong dong——
Ning Qiushui compared it in her mind and found that the knock on the door was almost exactly the same as the one she heard yesterday, both in frequency and force.
If nothing else, it should be the same person.
Dong dong dong——
The knock on the door sounded again. This time, Ning Qiushui raised her hand and imitated the person inside the door and knocked on the iron door:
Dong dong dong——
With this knock, the person inside the door was immediately silenced.
There was no response from the door, and it was as quiet as death.
Ning Qiushui was unwilling to give in. He raised his hand and knocked on the iron door a few more times:
Dong dong dong——
Dong dong dong——
Dong dong dong——
He felt his hand hurt, but no one in the dark room came to open the door for him.
"Oops, it was a bit of a mistake..."
Ning Qiushui pinched his temples and thought of something.
Those were the students who were locked up in the dark room before. They should have been sent here by the class teacher personally, so the class teacher had the ability to open this iron door.
But he is different.
The head teacher was not worried about him escaping, because Ning Qiushui was heading to the small dark room this time, so he didn't come to see Ning Qiushui off at all.
"Is there anyone there? Please open the door!"
In desperation, Ning Qiushui shouted directly into the small dark room.
In the distance, I passed a student who seemed to have taken leave to go to the infirmary to see a doctor. When he came back, he saw Ning Qiushui frantically knocking on the door of the small dark room. His eyes were widened at that time.
He wondered, had he had a high fever that had burned his brain?
It's such a scary place. They don't dare to take a second look when they pass by. Why is there a student outside knocking on the door so hard?
Could it be that this student is not a human being, but the ones in the dark room...?
When he thought of this, his legs felt inexplicably weak.
Just when he was about to leave, Ning Qiushui seemed to notice his gaze and turned back to face him with big white teeth and a polite smile.
The student was so frightened on the spot that his eyes turned white and he rolled and crawled away in the distance!
Ning Qiushui, who was standing in front of the small dark room and knocking on the door, couldn't help but touch her nose.
"Am I that scary?"
He looked confused and raised his hand to knock again, but a cold voice came from inside the door:
"who?"
Ning Qiushui replied without hesitation:
"I."
This answer seemed to have caused the CPU of the person who asked the question to dry up. It was silent for a long time, and then asked again:
"Who are you?"
Ning Qiushui explained:
"I am the student assigned to clean the small dark room. Please open the door."
The people in the small dark room did not open the iron door for Ning Qiushui. They seemed to be very cautious, as if they were avoiding something.
"Didn't your class teacher send you here?"
"No, I came here myself. He has something to do today."
"Ask your class teacher to come and open the door."
"Hey, this classmate, please be accommodating. I still have a note here from the class teacher. Why don't you take a look?"
"Well, slip the note through the crack in the door."
Upon hearing this, Ning Qiushui without thinking, directly stuffed the note into the small dark room through the crack in the door below.
After a while, there was the sound of the iron door being unlocked.
As its name suggests, the small dark room was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and it was obviously very hot inside. Waves of heat were rushing towards your face, but Ning Qiushui felt a chill on her back as she stood outside the door.
He felt that countless eyes in the small dark room were watching him.
Humanity's fear of the dark has never faded.
It is not easy to walk into a small dark room as brazenly as Ning Qiushui.
Bravery is the easiest level, but it is also often the most difficult level.
Even after entering the small dark room, Ning Qiushui politely closed the door.
The iron door made a harsh friction sound. After the "squeak", Ning Qiushui's eyes completely lost the light.
However, when he entered the small dark room, although he could clearly feel the terrible burning sensation, he was not hurt. It was a wonderful feeling, like if you put your hand into the stove, you could clearly feel it. Although the body was surprisingly able to adapt to the high temperature of the flames.
Ning Qiushui knew that it was not that he had become Superboy, but that the note given by the head teacher had taken effect.
"The broom is in the corner..."
"Hurry out after scanning... Where the hell are you touching?"
Ning Qiushui's voice was apologetic:
"I'm sorry, I really can't see, but why are you a man with such big breasts?"
In the darkness, the cold voice gritted its teeth:
"That's my girlfriend!"
Ning Qiushui sincerely apologized:
"Offended!"
He slowed down, followed the guidance of the cold voice in the dark, and finally slowly found the corner of the small dark room and got the broom.
After scanning absentmindedly for a while, a cold voice in the small dark room came out with an impatient urging:
"Okay, it's been cleaned enough, let's go out."
Ning Qiushui:
"Where did you scan just now?"
"Although I can't see it, I can feel that the ground is full of ashes. If I clear it for you, your stay will be more comfortable, right?"
Facing Ning Qiushui's sincerity, the dark figure didn't pay any attention to it. Instead, he became more and more impatient:
"I told you, the little dark room is very clean, just leave if you want!"
"Where does all this nonsense come from?"
Ning Qiushui sighed.
"All right……"
He put the broom back to its original position, but did not leave. Instead, he put his hands in his trouser pockets.
Two hands, two trouser pockets, two things.
Ning Qiushui first took out the finger from his left trouser pocket.
"Do you recognize this finger?"
After he took out his finger, he threw it on the ground of the small dark room.
There was dead silence, no response.
Ning Qiushui was not in a hurry. He waited quietly. After a long time, the voice finally appeared again:
"Where did you get this finger?"
"Zheng Shaofeng gave it to me."
Ning Qiushui answered truthfully.
"Don't tell me that you don't know Zheng Shaofeng. I came to the dark room this time to meet someone."
"who?"
"Huang Tingting."
PS: Good morning!
