When I heard this, I also wondered, even if I really had to practice in the middle of the night, why did I turn off the lights?

I learned in the following inquiry.

The aunt was curious, so she walked into the dance studio, only to hear the woman inside kick herself out in a very stern voice.

You must know that this aunt here is just a sweeper, and she is not qualified to manage these employees and other things, so she can only leave this dance teacher with a broom in tow.

When I heard this, I asked, "It's strange, Auntie, since you didn't see the girls in the dance studio at all, why are you sure it's Wang Feiyang?"

The aunt in front of me replied with a smile: "It's very simple, when practicing, each of them has their own dance shoes, and they can't wear each other randomly, and the pink one with the white rabbit pattern is Wang Feiyang's shoes!"

After that, this aunt doesn't know.

After understanding these situations, I walked back alone, and when I passed by Wang Feiyang's room, I wanted to take a look, but at this time I found that there were really two words in front of the other party's door, and the pink shoes were exactly the same as what the aunt said.

But the door to the room has long been closed from yours, and I can't push it open again, so I can only pass by.

Actually, I didn't think about it at the time, but if I thought about it, I would find out who would put their shoes outside after the door.

Obviously, it makes sense, but I don't think too much about it.

Then I went straight to the dance studio.

It's already past 12 o'clock in the night.

As soon as I walked down, I heard someone dancing, a very regular oblique sound that constantly echoed in the silence of the space.

When I heard this sound, my scalp was about to explode.

Then I walked slowly down the room, and found that it was really just as the aunt said, there was the shadow of such a black woman dancing alone in the dark.

And this dance looks very strange, the movement is not too difficult, just look at the other party standing in place, hands constantly swinging from top to bottom, the whole process is smooth.

When it reached the waist, the legs began to shake from side to side like a fish, but there was no dance at all.

But the sound of him kicking him on the floor in the room still echoed around me, and I fumbled to the edge of the wall, and suddenly turned on the light.

Not a single one.

It's as if you've just seen a hallucination.

The whole dance studio is a room of more than 300 square meters, and when you walk here alone in the middle of the night, you will constantly hear echoes, which sounds very strange.

Even I didn't dare to wait here for too long, so I decided to go out since I couldn't see anyone, but at this moment I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

As soon as I took a step on the ground, there was an echo around the wall.

At first, it was exactly the same as my steps, but after about a minute, I felt like I was taking a step with two echoes in a row.

I started to slow down.

Gently lifting my right foot and landing on the floor, I heard it clearly, and I noticed two voices at the same time.

One of them is his own, and the other is completely unknown.

But then it became more and more excessive, and before I could even take a step away, the whole dance teacher was full of footsteps, and it was very rhythmic, more and more widespread, as if there were countless people dancing together.

The voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was right next to me, and when I heard it, I immediately started running outside.

Instinctively, I felt that this place was very dangerous.

I immediately opened the door and ran out, only to find that all the previous sounds in the room were gone.

I slowly walked back to the third floor and came to the area around Wang Feiyang's door, but found that the pair of shoes that had been placed at the door of the room were no longer visible.

I felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more strange, so I was about to slowly push open the door, but at this time, I suddenly heard the singing voice of the warrior coming out of the door, this time it was not from the computer, but it was obvious that this Wang Feiyang was singing.

I was relieved to hear each other's voices, so I went back to my room to rest.

At 8 o'clock the next morning, I woke up early, I got into this work, I couldn't stay here like this, I had to have my own tasks to carry out.

Going back to the original singer, since he got that magical song score, even if it was destroyed, it stands to reason that he should have thrown it all away, but the other party shed a part.

I really don't understand what the point is, either you will lose it all, or you will keep it all, can you say that only a small part is left for memorial?

One more point.

As a lead singer, why take this thing away? No matter how good this song score is, it is not very useful for a lead singer, and even if you really want to make money, you should at least have a complete studio and a complete set of operating systems.

The lead singer's actions are completely self-destructive, and stealing this sheet of music means nothing to him.

During this time, I also went to the hotel and checked the non-existent room from beginning to end, but there were no clues at all, not to mention that when the woman went to live in the hotel, it was already half a year ago, and after such a long time, how could she find any clues.

The more I thought about these questions, the more headaches I felt, just when I was washing my face and brushing my teeth, I suddenly heard a screaming sound on the third floor, I quickly ran up, but at this time I found that the young man was sitting on the ground with his aunt, staring at Wang Feiyang's room.

I hurried over to find that the door was open, and a gap was exposed.

But when the crack was revealed, it was found that a lot of blood was flowing out along the crack in the door.

I immediately pushed open the door and saw Wang Feiyang sitting in front of his computer, leaning on his stool, but he put a fruit knife on the ground, and his right hand hung weakly next to the computer desk, obviously committing suicide by cutting his wrists.

Judging by the blood on the ground, it should have been suicide not long ago.

When the other party died, he was lying on a chair in a beige pajamas, very quiet.