After I went back on Friday, although all I thought about was the "Eighth Man of the Night Maniac Ghost", at least I spent this holiday in an ordinary and happy way.

Because too many people around me are playing LOL (League of Legends), I originally thought it was a game for elementary school students, and I started to degenerate, and I played LOL at home for a day.

Although the file is big, the wait is long, and you have to be scolded for pit your friends, and you feel unfair to the local tyrants, and the difficulty is lower than Dota, but.... I always feel that this game attracts me inexplicably, and I feel that in the LOL world, I can feel part of the reality of this society, the weak are noisy, the strong are lonely, and the local tyrants affect fairness, but strength is still the most important.

Uh, accidentally pulled away.

I'm not talking about the feelings of playing online games.

To talk about my next experience---- well..... I played a game all day on Saturday, went out shopping with Ling on Sunday morning, and made up for homework that I didn't write during the week in the afternoon and evening.

Now, it's Monday again.

As usual, I finished the morning class half-asleep, and it was noon.

At noon, I was going to simply buy some bread to eat, but the key was to do something.

Return the handkerchief to the girl ---- Chuqing who met by chance on the side of the road last time.

Then inquire a little about the news of the "Eighth Night Maniac Ghost" mentioned by the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce.

And the place where these things are done is actually not far away, that is, Yucai Middle School, which is only separated by a wall from Yangyue Provincial Experimental High School.

The bell rang for the end of the fifth period, and the teacher left the classroom after a brief explanation.

Everyone also yawned, stretched their waists and stood up one by one, put on their clothes and planned to go out for dinner.

"Do you eat together at noon? ＂

I got up from my seat and asked Cheng Tianbo.

"No, there's something to deal with, to go to the middle school next door. ＂

"Yucai? ＂

"Hmm. ＂

"Xiao Ji, are you so hungry that you have to attack your little sister at noon..... Are you going to be the eighth of the Night Devils? ＂

Jiang Junta's pupils shrank slightly, and he put on an unbelievable expression.

Fuck your sister..... Night mad ghost your sister.... This is a serious misunderstanding.

"It's just to return something and ask something important. ＂

I explained to Jiang Junta and the others, yes, and I'm not going to be a night maniac ghost, I'm going to capture the night mad ghost.

"Pay attention, Ji Shen, you will take care of Ling and Alice when you go to prison. ＂

Cheng Tianbo patted my left shoulder and said solemnly, putting on a painful and melancholy expression, your sister is so sure that I will go to prison!

"Well, we'll take care of Ling and Alice for you. ＂

Jiang Junta patted my right shoulder, hey, you've found the wrong focus! Although the two of you pretend to be sad, I feel an inexplicable sense of disobedience!

You must be concerned about the scene of them handing you over to you after I go to prison, and then you will be happy in your hearts!

"I'm not going to go to jail, and if I do, I won't give it to you...... ＂

I dispelled their illusions.

"Alas..... ＂

"Alas..... ＂

They sighed at the same time and let go of their hands from my shoulders.

What's going on with this sigh of your depression! Do you want to put your buddy in jail for the sake of your sister!?

I complained in my heart speechlessly.

"How could it be...... Brothers are like siblings, and women are like clothes. ＂

Cheng Tianbo explained against his will.

"It's just ..... ＂

Jiang Junta scratched his head and explained with an unconvincing smile.

Do you think I'm going to believe you?

In your worldview---- brothers are like centipedes' siblings, who can cut them down; A woman is like a winter dress, she can wear as much as she can, and she won't take off a single one.......

......

After that, I stopped messing with these bad friends, bought two raisin-flavored bread in the small supermarket of the experimental high school, ate them hastily, and planned to go to Yucai Middle School.

It was 12:10 a.m., and I had a lunch break at 12:40, and it was inconvenient to call Chu Qing out during the lunch break, so I quickened my pace and walked to the door of Yucai Middle School.

Because there was a recent case of a night maniac ghost, the guards were very strict in investigating and dealing with it......

"Wait a minute, what are you doing? ＂

The doorman stopped me and said.

"Sending something to a friend..... ＂

I said with a smile as I prayed to myself that my perverted name hadn't reached Yucai Middle School.

"Well, let's go in, and come out before class in the afternoon! ＂

The doorman looked at me again, perhaps because I was wearing the uniform of the Provincial Experimental High School, so he easily let me go with me.

"Thanks. ＂

I didn't experience any unnecessary trouble, but I'm still very happy.

When I walked through the school gate, I was greeted by a huge flower bed with a huge granite in the center.

The junior high school students walked cautiously and spoke quietly, and the girls all had short hair, and it was rare to see strangely dressed classmates.

Yucai Middle School is a school with a strict system and strict management.

Thirty percent of the students here will win the high school entrance examination and go to the experimental high school opposite, and almost all of them will be admitted to high school.

When I went to school here, I deeply realized that under the influence of exam-oriented education, students here are taking exams most of the time every day, and their homework is also zero every day, and they are ranked in exams, and they don't even have clubs.

Compared with the fact that the International Department has activities all day and only assigns homework once a week, the difference is really big.

In the words of my homeroom teacher when I was in Yucai Middle School: Yucai Middle School is North Korea, and the opposite Yangyue Provincial Experimental High School is the United States, and I relied on my own efforts and the strength of my second personality to finally get my wish and be admitted to Yangyue Provincial Experimental High School.

In short, the memories of Yucai Middle School are like Shura Field, only by constantly studying hard and improving their grades and rankings.

What's more, at that time, I was still in the sensitive and high incidence period of second personality awakening, and I also began to isolate my interactions with girls.

At the time, if I hadn't had one or two buddies to support me, I would have absolutely collapsed.

Now my cousin Yu You Yahuo and the girl named Chu Qing are living in this kind of Shura field with great pressure to study at this time.

With this in mind, I walked around the old school building covered with moss and creepers and walked through the corridor towards the new school building where the second year of junior high school was located.

I remember that the girl named Chu Qing should be in the twenty-fifth class of junior high school.

I struggled to remember, and then climbed the stairs and walked up, if I remember correctly, the twenty-fifth class of junior high school should be on the third floor.

Walking slowly upstairs, I gradually heard the sound of students laughing.

"I think it's so handsome, exo's combination! ＂

"Uh-huh, if only XXX were my brother! ＂

Approaching the fifteenth class, I heard the voices of the girls who were excited.

Those Korean guys seem to be very popular in our country lately......

I thought speechlessly, then walked to the front door of Class 15 and looked inside.

What greeted me was a classroom that looked crowded and drab.

The crowd split into three waves.

One wave is two men and two women chatting happily, sometimes laughing and playing with each other.

In front of the podium, there were about five or six girls, who were discussing Korean sticks with a nymphomaniac face.

And in the corner of the classroom, a young girl sat quietly and lonely.

Stunning beauty, lonely and secluded temperament, bangs covered her black eyes, she quietly turned the pages, her eyelashes trembled gently.

The background around her seemed to be black, as if there was an invisible barrier separating her from the world.

"The first sunny day..... ＂

I put my hand on the door of Class 15 and slowly pronounced her name.