Chapter 144: Ghost Stories in the Dormitory Building (1)
When I went to school the next day, the teacher asked if they wanted to live in a dormitory, as if they wanted to help their classmates whose families needed financial help. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Of course, I don't need to think about this, but I'm also curious about what the dormitory looks like for my classmates.
I followed everyone over and looked, and suddenly I found the dormitory of our class, which was a bunk bed, and there seemed to be four such beds, and just when I put down my bag and was ready to take a look, a girl with glasses looked at me, "You live here too?" ”
I shook my head, "No, I don't live in a dormitory, I'm just here to see." ”
She looked at me strangely, then at the name on the door, and then at the bed, "Strange, who took my bed?" ”
She seemed to be very sluggish, I was a little helpless, no wonder her grades were not very good, I seemed to remember that she was one of the last few classmates in the class.
"Has anyone taken your bed?" I asked.
She looked at me, "You don't live here, so who put things on my bed?" What is that not taking up my bed? ”
I was almost confused by her, and quickly picked up the bag I put down, "I'm sorry, I put the bag here, I didn't know it was your bed." ”
She shook her head this time and said to me with a smile, "Oh, I see, it's okay. Otherwise, you should live here, not many people will live here anyway. ”
I'm two big, and this girl seems to have a bit of a problem......
She grabbed me and kept chattering, "I know you, you are the top student in our class, the teacher always praises you, saying that you are serious and hardworking, how do you make your studies so good, do you have any tricks, or you can teach me too." ”
I stared at her and opened my mouth, not knowing how to answer her words, she was a god-like person, I said, how could she understand?
I could only say to her euphemistically, "Well, about learning, I think you need to be serious, just fine." ”
She nodded as if she didn't understand, and then she was quiet for a while.
I was about to walk away when she grabbed me, came over and said, "Well, do you know? I have a story for you, about our school. ”
As soon as I heard it, it really piqued my interest, what other stories did our school have?
"In our dormitory building, it was actually used for faculty members, and I heard that it was once haunted!"
Haunted? Why don't I feel anything right now?
Her eyes sparkled, as if she were proud of it, and only she knew it.
"And oh, the male and female faculty members are not separated, they are all mixed."
This hearing really aroused my deeper interest, in such a traditional campus, there is such a thing?
I raised an eyebrow and sat down on the bed next to me, "Tell me, what the hell is going on?" ”
She saw that I was very interested in the story she was telling, and a strange sense of satisfaction welled up on her face, and she continued, "I don't know if you have noticed that this dormitory, with seven floors, is a semi-ring. ”
I rolled my eyes, don't you have to find this, okay? Anyone with a discerning eye knows it at a glance.
"Of course, there is not a dormitory for male and female faculty living here, but a three-story apartment for men and a four-story room for women."
After taking a deep look at me, she continued, "Every night at ten o'clock, there will be an aunt in charge of the iron door from the third floor to the fourth floor, so that there will be no problems." ”
But if you live like this, if there is a case, what kind of accident, how can people above the third floor escape?