He ran with the magician for a long, long time, and never stopped after he got out of the stage. Passing by the sea, through the countryside, around the mountains and forests, he was thrown to the ground when the sun had completely sunk. After making a fuss all the way, he no longer had the strength to struggle and resist, and he also accepted this inexplicable sudden situation. Now he was lying on the ground like a dried fish, looking at the night sky with white eyes.

"Whew...... Are you the one who climbed up from the sea? Explain why you put it on as if it were magic. ”

"What is Paris magic......? It's just a matter of acting out what comes to mind. ”

"This is 'reason'! Three is already the limit of human beings, why do you have so much reason? Who taught you? Where did you come from!"

"I don't know, I don't know anything...... I don't know where I'm from, but I've always had a voice in my heart telling me that I have to go back. And the only thing that can help me is these magic tricks. To this end...... I'm not going to give up. ”

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The teenager woke up in the hospital.

"Hmm...... My left eye hurts. Where is this?"

He sat up, reached out and fumbled on the bedtable, felt a pair of black-rimmed glasses, put them on, and looked around to realize that he was in the hospital room. There were no other patients here, and they didn't have any equipment on them, as if they were simply being moved in and lying down. He jumped out of bed, put on his shoes neatly, and walked to the door.

"Why am I here? I don't feel like I'm in any serious condition, so I might as well just leave. But you have to pay for medical treatment when you go out like this...... This inexplicable expenditure is not very acceptable. Looking out the window, it looks like the first floor, and since it came in for unknown reasons, you might as well jump out of the window and slip away. ”

Even though I said that, I still wanted to figure out what was going on. With that in mind, he went to the counter in the hall.

"That...... Hello. ”

"This feature is Shen Zhenyang in Ward 5, has he woken up?"

"Well, that...... How did I get into the hospital? I remember walking down the road after school and waking up right here. ”

"That's right, a good Samaritan saw you suddenly fall on the side of the road, and sent you over. Now that you look fine, here's your invoice, totaling $140. ”

Is it so expensive after lying down for a few hours...... Shen Zhenyang reluctantly paid the money and turned to leave, but as if he thought of something, he turned around and asked, "You just said the characteristics, what's going on?"

"Because your blue hair is easy to recognize. But you're still a student, don't you have any comments from your parents?

"I'm not...... Ah, it's fine. It was getting late and I went back first, and there was still a lot of homework to do. ”

Shen Zhenyang, who walked out of the hospital door, immediately ran up. Isn't it true that I wear black hair to school every day? Could someone sneak me into my coma?! Fortunately, the night is dark and will not be noticeable. Shen Zhenyang covered his head with his arms as much as possible, and ran in the night with his head down.

"What's going on, what's going on!" he roared silently, almost breaking down, "I should have grabbed the window frame and rolled out and left, and fled quickly from the small door. It's over, it's a red light, what the hell is going on!"

His whole face was almost red, after all, he had never been on the street with a weird hair color. Fortunately, it was getting dark, and no one recognized him at home every day.

Listening to the traffic in the dark of night, waiting for the red light, accidentally stepping on the movable floor tiles while copying the path, splashing muddy water all over the trouser legs, and the corpse of a dead dog in the middle of the road, the dog next to it barking eagerly...... Everything upset him, and today he really memorized it to the extreme. After opening the door of the house and climbing to the second floor in three steps, he woke up the sleeping computer, and after quickly double-clicking a few icons, Shen Zhenyang tiredly threw his schoolbag and himself on the bed. Slowly adjusting to heavy breathing, the noise of computer fans filled the empty room.

The décor of the room is retro and minimalist, with wardrobes and bookcases on either side of the room. The bed was on the east side, with a window open on it, and the sunlight that should have been shining in every morning was blocked by the neighbors. Only at noon can this room be eaten out. The windows on the computer's desktop automatically jumped, and several game interfaces switched back and forth. The characters in the game kill the boss again and again according to the predetermined actions, and do the most profitable things according to the time without hindering other players, and progress as fast as possible.

It is also his only source of income. Game leveling, moving bricks. Get an income and support yourself.

Exactly, the only source of his pocket money. You can buy your own new technology or upgrade your old equipment. In the past few days, his father was in a car accident and was hospitalized, and his mother was by his side. He didn't go because he had to prepare for the college entrance examination at the end of the term, so in order not to let the two of them have extra care, Shen Zhenyang took care of the family by himself.

And then I happened to encounter this kind of thing again. The few pocket money went to 140 less.

As early as when I ran back, I took a selfie with my mobile phone to confirm my changes. Now he just lies in bed and thinks.

"Hell, what's going on? It's illogical, there's no problem with the diet, there's no trauma, it's impossible to faint suddenly. Could it be that the man who took me to the hospital ......?, but it didn't do him any good, just to sneak me to dye my hair blue? If it had been an indiscriminate attack, I would not have made it to the hospital alive. Could it be that there was some supernatural event? The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes......"

Indeed, the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes. The temperature in the rooms seems to be much lower. Living alone for a long time will always have some impact on the spirit, or paranoia, or sensitive, or withdrawn. Shen Zhenyang gradually became sensitive to the movements around him, in fact, he was scaring himself, just like the feeling after watching a few horror movies in the middle of the night, being stared at by something in a dark corner. He shifted his position to avoid the extension cord of the dark crevice, only to find that his heart was beating surprisingly fast. He wasn't afraid of villains, killers, or ghosts, he was afraid of the unknown. Thinking for a long time will make people understand their ignorance, blur their cognition, and thus create a sense of strangeness to the world.

"My hair suddenly turned blue...... he tugged his head a few times in vain, confirming that it wasn't anyone's joke, and there was no similar situation on the Internet. It can only be said that it is a supernatural event, or an unknown coincidence that has not been explored by humans, or the first harbinger of a major event that shocked the world.

In other words, it is an indiscriminate cheating incident of the Black Psychological Barber United Hospital. I'll knock you out first, the whole strange hair color, and when you focus on it, you won't care about the one hundred and fourteen bed fees. But it's 2034, can there still be such a thing?

In the end, he gave up thinking to nothing, climbed to the edge of the bed, grabbed his charged mobile phone and checked the time.

Ten o'clock.

Life is like a cogwheel, going back and forth in a boring circle. Day after day, doing nothing. And his gears were a little out of order, and they froze, but they would continue to spin, as before, he thought.

You can't continue to think about it, and thinking too deeply will eventually lead to a strange circle. He opened the window against the wall of the bed and closed the curtains so that he could get fresh air in the room before bed. He used to think that there was enough air in the room for him to take in the air all night, in case the oxygen in the room was drained in the middle of his sleep...... The devil knew that he would sleep and die one day.

Just as he was about to go to the rooftop for a walk, there was a message prompt of special concern on his mobile phone, and he lifted his phone to see that it was a message from someone with the note of 'Night King'.

- It's almost online, it's work.

Needless to say, Shen Zhenyang immediately gave up his plan to go to the rooftop to blow the wind, he jumped in front of the computer desk, opened the game and platform, and ran to the end with the progress bar, and the pixel-style Minecraft text appeared in the background sky. He enters an online multiplayer game, and after half a minute of loading, the screen is reflected with towering walls and vast grasslands, followed by a message popping up at the bottom.

night:hello

He opened the dialog box and replied.

Amaterasu:hello

Night: Come and see my newly built Diaoyutai platform

Amaterasu：ok

Without further ado, he typed in the command, and the screen flashed, and a huge square face filled his screen. He took a step back and flew up, looking at the fishpond that the Night King had just built.

Amaterasu：oh it's so perfect!

No response.

He turned to look at the Night King's character, motionless as a sculpture. Yes, he also has things to do in reality, and it is impossible to play with him in the virtual world often. Shen Zhiyang flew back to the wall he was still building. There, the tail of a half-black dragon hung lifelessly from the ground.

Then I'll start work, Shen Zhenyang thought to himself.

Minecraft, which is Minecraft. There will always be a strong sense of loneliness when playing alone for a long time, and two people together can eliminate most of this loneliness. Whether you're on the top of a mountain or in the deep sea or desert in the middle of the night, there's at least one person with you in this empty and lonely world.

But this person is hanging up.

An atmosphere of silence permeated the room. The sound of keyboard clicks and mouse keys seems to disappear. They can always take time out of their busy lives to build a small world of two people on the endless and vast super-flat grassland.

Amaterasu: When you come back, remember to put two boxes next to the fishing platform - you can't catch fish without a fishing rod.

10:22 min.

Shen Zhenyang barely finished the dragon's tail and walked around the 64-block-high bedrock wall. Footsteps hover rhythmically in the left and right channels, like the inconspicuous rhythm of a drum beat in music.

The map is already taking shape. In the past, they didn't know how to go online, but at that time, after Shen Zhenyang finished building his own facilities, he packaged the map and passed it to the Night King, and the next day he received the map compression package from the Night King. The architectural diary that was transmitted back and forth with the compressed package has also been updated to more than a dozen editions, and behind the few words is the two of them fighting alone for several hours. Looking back on the measures taken at that time now, it is really lonely and ridiculous, but it is also a little touching.

But it's the same thing, and you haven't come back for more than ten minutes, are you hanging up and playing with your phone? Shen Zhenyang looked at the motionless little white dot on the map and thought.

Lonely footsteps beat regularly, and soft, ethereal background music gently wafted through the room. How did the two people who were able to work tirelessly lay out the world together meet?

In reality, he is Shen Zhenyang, and on the Internet, he has his own screen name - 'Amaterasu'. The Night King is a friend he met while browsing forums online. At that time, each game had its own forum, like a territory, a small country, and there were always some people who liked to fight around. In order to maintain the tranquility of the forum, they set up a small organization, the "Red Lotus Pavilion". used the simplest to counter violence with violence, and drove away batch after batch of net bastards who picked quarrels and provoked trouble.

In front of the gangsters, give the masses the justice they need. That was their youth. They do what they want to do and don't care about what other people think. After a large-scale overhaul of the online forum, they finally faded out.

It seemed that he was playing a little auditory hallucination, and the sound of footsteps in his ears disrupted the rhythm and interrupted his memories. The sound of footsteps became louder and louder, and against the backdrop of the left and right surrounds, it seemed to be gradually approaching him...... Not quite right, the sound is broken?

He let go of his fingers pressing the keyboard, and the character immediately stopped. But the approaching footsteps didn't stop – from the stairs outside the door!

Somebody is going upstairs and is about to get to the door!

He immediately thought of the reason: he came back in such a hurry that he forgot to lock the door!

The man outside pulled down the doorknob and walked in softly. After a round around the room, the footsteps disappeared into the room.

......

Shen Zhenyang, who was already hiding under the bed, breathed a sigh of relief...... No, under normal circumstances, you can't encounter this kind of thing! How can there be one strange thing after another today? His luck always seems to be so bad, but because of this, he can not be afraid of danger, "In the middle of the night, he was robbed into a private house, and he did not ring the doorbell or knock on the door, for fear that the person who came was not good." ”

At this time, he was glad that his parents were not there, he had the habit of staying up late, but his parents would go to bed early. If he really encounters a burglar, he will definitely be more worried about the safety of his parents than himself. After all, the two of them don't live cautiously like Shen Zhenyang, and naturally they don't have the habit of locking the door.

And the good habit of locking the door that he has maintained to this day is due to negligence today, and it has become useless.

Thinking about it like this, I do have enough to carry it, and with this bad luck alone, I may have to be stabbed as soon as I show up. So he stayed under the bed for another ten minutes, but the footsteps at the door did not sound again. As time passed, he also became afraid, and he remembered the plot of a horror movie, and felt more and more that there would be an upside-down head staring at the terrifying eyes and suddenly hanging out of bed.

"Aren't you leaving...... In short, if you are prepared, you must first be prepared for self-defense. The pen is in the bag, the bag is on the bed, and the fruit knife is at the computer desk because I just peeled a banana yesterday. It is likely that the other party is still in the room and has not rummaged around looking for something valuable, indicating that he is not in it for money, and may also be a repeat offender, knowing that blind theft will leave a lot of fingerprints and traces. Both of these situations point to the only purpose, and he is coming for people. Whether it's asking for money or asking for life, at least you won't kill me as soon as you see me. Now you can go out and explore the reality first. ”

Shen Zhenyang quietly stretched out his head from under the bed, and found that the man was actually kneeling on the stool and staring blankly at the computer screen, not as masked and fierce with a knife as he imagined. He simply climbed out and was so frightened that he hid under the bed for more than ten minutes, always feeling a little embarrassed...... But he didn't care so much, turned around and grabbed his mobile phone, pulled off the charging cable, and was ready to run away at any time, and then slowly walked behind the other party.

Only then did he realize that the other party was a girl, with gray-blue hair scattered behind her back, and she looked very small because she was kneeling on a stool. When humans are confronted with unknown creatures, they tend to judge their level of danger based on their appearance. Shen Zhenyang, who was still scared just now, saw that her appearance was not as hideous as she imagined, but it was quite cute, so she was not very vigilant. Just as he wanted to ask a question, he was preempted by the other party.

"Excuse me, are you...... Who?" The other man turned his head and looked at each other.

With this look, Shen Jianyang instantly broke out in a cold sweat. The other party's face is blurry, no, not just the face, the other party's whole body shape is blurred. But in a world with clear outlines, there is not the slightest sense of disobedience, and he can't help but think of ghosts. But can the ghost open the door?

"Where the hell would he be if he was just around the corner but couldn't be found anywhere?" the girl looked a little anxious and a little frustrated. Although the face could not be seen clearly, it did not hinder the expression of emotions.

What should I say? The other party's words and deeds, emotional thoughts seemed to crash directly into Shen Zhenyang's heart. The language, tone, and tone of voice are so ordinary that people won't pay attention, but they can't pay attention to it. He thought that he might have really seen a ghost today.

"Really...... Here it is......"

But she said something terrifying! Shen Zhenyang thought to himself, if it was the plot of those horror movies, the next scene would be high-energy, and something big would happen.

"Wait, wait!" Shen Jianyang hurriedly interrupted, "You should tell me who you are first!

He didn't understand why he thought of death, or that it was the normal reaction of a single person to see a ghost at midnight, even if it was just a cute girl. As long as these inexplicable things try to kill him, he has to die. The only thing he could do was to throze to the death.

The other man stared into his eyes - although he blocked his eyes with his arms in fear, he was still stared at uncomfortably.

"I'm here to speak, don't be nervous. She leaned closer.

As if to comfort him. The language seemed to be made of emotions that hit the heart. But it's still weird! The ghost of the horror movie tells the male protagonist that it's actually not harmful?Or does the alien tell the humans who see him for the first time not to be nervous?Over,Unconsciously,He began to think cranky.。 None of the people who have been exposed to this kind of thing have a good end, and it is really retribution?

But the other party really wanted to do it, and he hiccups at the first sight of the meeting, so why wait for now? He can finally think about it, and he is panicked after all. If it was really the kind of female ghost of a horror movie, he might not have lost his temper, and even beckoned him with a fist, and then turned around and fled the scene vigorously. But this ...... in front of me Feeling a little cute? I can't do that......

"The prologue is over, and he targets three people. All you have to do is run away and escape to the ends of the earth. He doesn't know where you are yet, but he will. ”

The ...... in front of you She began to say something strange, and Shen Zhenyang looked at her vaguely as if she was not listening, and her thoughts were like a mess. Since there will be footsteps, it must be an entity, right? Is he caught up in something very complicated again? Suddenly he said that he wants to run away, where is he going?

"You can't just run away...... Because he has a plan that must be destroyed. And it's up to you to destroy. ”

Plans that must be destroyed? It seems that many villains are like this, building huge and incomparably evil plans, waiting for the protagonist group to destroy.

Don't, don't go on.

"Maybe you're one of those three? ”

I don't want to get involved in this mess at all.

"By the way, the name of the plan is—"

His mind went blank. What is she talking about? What does it have to do with herself? She must have recognized the wrong person. To be honest, she's probably forgotten half of what she said, why is that happening? Other people's words are all in his ears. Because those things have nothing to do with him.

It never matters, everyone is their own protagonist, and he is just an audience of tens of billions of protagonists all over the world. Just a gray passer-by in their gorgeous life.

Just listen responsibly. You never have to do something. Because you simply won't be needed by so many people.

"You...... Are you shaking?"

"Ahem! yes, it feels a little cold. Tremble and warm up, you continue. Shen Zhenyang's distant thoughts quickly returned to his body, and his heart was shocked. I forgot all the words I heard a few seconds ago, no. I'm awesome.

"'Eternal rebeginning'. Be sure to bring the news to the magician. ”

"I will, if I see him. ”

The two who ended the topic immediately reached an impasse. They stared at each other, not knowing what to say next to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Shen Zhenyang thought, at least he should find out what the other party is a human or a ghost, and he has been arranged into a seemingly grand event, making a small request...... Not excessive, right?

The biggest physical difference between humans and ghosts is...... Entities? So—

"Hmm...... Can I touch you?" Shen said. He felt the other party's vigilance rise suddenly, and thought to himself that his bad language center was afraid that he had poked some kind of basket again, and hurriedly explained, "There is no other meaning! I just want to confirm one thing! Just touch it gently, otherwise my perception of the world will be subverted!"

The other party seemed to think for a while, and finally shook his head and said, "No, it may scare you." ”

......

Finished. You might as well not talk about it, sister...... There really is such a thing in the world. He knew he wouldn't ask, but now he could almost confirm that he was talking to a ghost, and the other party didn't want to tell you that she was a ghost.

No, it's impossible. How can there be such a thing, today must be in a bad mental state, there are visual and auditory hallucinations, as long as today's events are regarded as a more realistic 3D movie, Shen Chengyang hypnotized himself, trying not to let himself think in a weird direction.

After a short goodbye, Shen Zhenyang went downstairs to bid farewell to the mysterious girl, and then quickly locked the door and returned to the room, retracted into the quilt and turned off all the lights.

"What a mess, I don't want to get involved in anything weird. If you think about it too much, you will lose sleep, and tomorrow you have to get up early to do your hair, and I fell asleep. ”

......

Seems to have forgotten something.

He popped out of the covers, moved to the computer desk in the dark, and woke the computer from his sleep.

"Hmm...... When did it happen? "The game interface is a line in English, which roughly means that you are disconnected from the console. He tried to reconnect, but failed.

"It's him...... Anyway, it seems that this is how it was when I was stared at by the female ghost before. He thought about it, and there was indeed a sound of games under the bed, but the sound quickly faded away. The thing stared at a string of English for ten minutes?

No, I'm going to think about it again. He quickly turned off the phone and touched the quilt, but the schoolbag he suddenly touched on the dark bed, and the strange sound of the wind blowing in the window that he forgot to close, he finally couldn't fall asleep all night.

Burn: 64

June 31, 2034.

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Shen Zhenyang walked out of the psychological counseling room and closed the door. Wang Zhiqiang, a classmate who accompanied him, was chatting with a few girls, and he sat on a bench in the distance with interest. Looking at the small river opposite, the muddy water is floating on it with garbage and dead fish. He blew the heat that blew across the river, and his face was heavy.

Until now, he still thought that yesterday's experience was a hallucination, a mental delirium caused by too much pressure, and just a few days ago the whole school did a mental health assessment, and he was named to have an interview with a psychologist. So he entered the psychological counseling room majestically today, planning to blame yesterday's incident on psychological problems and consult together. Outcome...... He waited for more than ten minutes, was questioned for a few minutes, and when he came out, he gained nothing. I was so grumpy that I wanted to jump into the river.

"Oh, he's out, so I'll go first. After Wang Zhiqiang stretched out his hand to say goodbye to a few girls, he walked to the bench and sat down, learning from Shen Zhenyang's bitter and hateful expression, and quietly leaned his face closer and said, "Why are you sitting here?"

"It's bad...... Poor experience......"

“...... What have you been through?"

"Do you know what's going on with the so-called expert? He asked me all the questions on the psychological test form! It's the form we filled out a few days ago, where is your home, how many people are in your family, what are your parents' jobs, how far is your house from school, and how long does it take you to go to school!" Shen Zhenyang said angrily.

"It's okay, don't worry too much, let's go back first. ”

The two walked back to the teaching area without saying a word. The area of the school is not very large, and it is a two-kilometer journey back and forth, except for the flowers and plants around the teaching area and the river and bridge next to the psychological counseling room, there is really no eye-catching scenery. Half of that distance is also occupied by basketball courts. This is the best place in the school, more than two dozen basketball hoops stand on the rubber floor, and are smashed with basketballs by various people inside and outside the school. The venue is basically not idle, and there are always students who come here to sweat no matter whether they are in or out of class.

"And that 'will you cry for no reason'," Shen Zhenyang took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with the sleeve of his school uniform, "Why is it the turn of the psychologist to take care of the ophthalmologist's affairs?"

"Hahahaha...... However, when you fill out the psychological test, it is before the exam, and you should be called because the exam is too stressful. ”

"Maybe, the exam is over, and you have to play hard in the summer vacation to make up for the lost fun in school!"

"We're not like you...... We have to wait for the results to come out in fear. Wang Zhiqiang smiled bitterly.

However, from the court next to him, a three-pointer shot from the side went over the basket and smashed straight towards Shen Jinyang.

"Be careful!" The eyes of all the students on the court moved to Shen Zhuanyang with the ball, and they could only shout like this, the ball couldn't stop!

Although the students have medical insurance, this ball is at least a concussion. The group of basketball students weren't ready to take people to the hospital by hand, even though the hospital was right next to the school.

But the emaciated boy who was wiping his lenses took a free hand and caught the ball, presumably towards their position, and returned it with a hook hand without looking.

The basketball bounced off its own parabola and bounced off the basket, where it spun twice and fell in.

He actually threw it in! From the outside of the court to inside the court, he scored a half-court ball with a hook hand! Obviously he didn't see the basket, he didn't see the ball, and he was almost hit, is this guy actually a basketball master?!

"Startle me, what are they arguing about?" Shen Zhenyang put on his glasses and looked at the court, where the students were holding the ball and looking at him.

"When you gave them the ball back, it bounced off the ground and went into the frame. ”

"What?!, you lie to me, how can this distance bounce the ball in... I didn't even look at the frame, eh, really in? really fake! I'm too strong, I'm too strong, I!"

Shen Zhenyang, who had shown off his hand coldly just now, suddenly danced excitedly, but the admiring eyes of the students on the court had nowhere to put it. So he turned around and continued to play.

"Wow - it's over - I guess all the luck in this life has been spent on this ball, it's better to buy a lottery ticket ......"

"Why are you so depressed all of a sudden?!"

In the opposite teaching area, Shen Jianyang's head teacher closed the curtains.

"You...... It's true, but can such a supernatural thing really happen?"

"Don't kid yourself, if ghosts don't exist, then what kind of creature is this word used to describe them?" I said, head teacher, even scientists say that souls exist, what else can't be believed?" the huge figure leaned against the trash can, patiently preaching. The identity is unknown, the information is unknown, Shen Jianyang's head teacher has talked to him until now, and he can only guess that there is a huge organization behind him.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, and the mental aspect is just nervous before the exam, and I was possessed by a ghost...... It's too mysterious. ”

"Well, anyway, you just need to call him over, and we'll take care of the rest. There is no reward for the removal of spirits, and your lovely students will be saved from it, and nothing will happen to them. ”

The stout man looked out of the school, caught by a racing car parked in the doorway. He licked his lips and narrowed his eyes.

"You guys are ...... Well, the show begins. ”

......

"Changkong, pass me the target's location. "On the roof of a building in the distance, a man in a black trench coat stood. He held a telescope and looked down at the gate of Shen Xiayang's school. To be exact, watching a couple of old men play poker in the security room next to the gate.

"Sky?"

After waiting for a few seconds, a noisy electronic voice came from my ears: "The location is here, and the target is in the school in front of you." ”

The man slammed the telescope off. "you, I know that, can you be more detailed?"

"The class is - X155. ”

"Okay, I'll find out. ”

The man hung up the phone, jumped into the air after a few steps, and disappeared as he fell.

......

After calling Shen Zhenyang to the office, the head teacher went to the classroom, Shen Zhenyang sat on the head teacher's chair and tapped on the keyboard, typing the final comments of his classmates, and having a philosophical conversation with an uninvited guest who had just come in.

"No, I'm just a student. ”

"Don't be afraid, uncles are skilled. Not to mention that there are hundreds of experiences, they all refused at first......" The big man who was close to two meters gently patted Shen Xiayang's shoulder with his giant hand to show his closeness, "We will explain to you here at the school, come with us." ”

"No, no. I don't have a ghost in my heart, the weirdness in your eyes is really my normal appearance. Besides, if you want to abduct people from school, you can take the right path, and I am so bland, and I don't have to. ”

"Looks like you don't believe me? A normal student wouldn't say such a thing. ”

"All said, don't compare me with normal people, I have depression. ”

"Then you're not normal, and based on what you've said from beginning to end, it's not too much to send you to a mental hospital. If you don't promise me again, you're going to come hard. ”

What's going on here...... Shen Zhenyang thought, this kind of strong man of unknown origin refuses to report his home, just like a villain who comes to the door, he can't get rid of it, and there is no teacher in the office who comes to lend a righteous hand. It's already a dilemma, and I originally wanted to be polite, but it seems that I can only refuse to the end with a strong attitude.

......

Is this it......

The man who jumped off the building in a black trench coat just now checked the class and broke in: "Is Amosuya here?"

The atmosphere of the classroom was suddenly broken, and the eyes of the whole class instantly focused on him. The head teacher replied politely: "What Zhao, sorry, I don't know ......."

"That-" Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that Amaterasu was just his screen name. As for his real name, he didn't know anything. For those of them who are on the Internet, real information is life. He glanced at the list of students next to the blackboard, and the top one was - Student Number 1: Shen Zhenyang. He organized the language, "Sorry teacher, I just said the wrong thing." I'm looking for Shen Jinyang. ”

"Oh, he's writing a final comment next door, I can tell you if there's anything to do......" Before the head teacher could finish speaking, the classroom door was quickly shut, leaving a topic for the students to whisper.

He came to the office next door and broke in: "Which one is Shen Zhenyang?"

The only thing that answered him was the indifferent gaze of the teachers, and the teacher who was lying in the folding chair for the morning break was once again awakened, and after whispering a few curses, he then lay down to sleep, and a voice in the corner overshadowed the swear words and replied to him: "Someone took him away just now, I don't know if it was his father or what." ”

The office door slammed shut again, and the teacher, who had been interrupted several times during his lunch break, ran after him in a rage, and the figure was long gone.