The dormitory manager's tone was very calm, without a trace of fluctuation, and there was a sense of coldness in the dark space.

Ling Ye nodded: "Yes." ”

Pulling one of Lin Qian's cuffs and leaving directly from her side, until she returned to the dormitory, Lin Qian felt that her body was still cold, pursed her lips but didn't know what to say.

Take a deep breath, "Sorry, and thank you." ”

If it hadn't been Ling Ye just now, she thought that she would have had a little difficulty even moving.

Ling Ye shook his head: "Go back and sleep." ”

"Hmm."

The two left separately, and when they returned to their dormitory in the middle of the night, Lin Qian glanced at her back and went back to bed in the dormitory.

Looking at the ceiling overhead, even though it shone into her body from the window at this time, and it was still covered with a quilt, she still felt a chill in her body.

Thinking of the scene that happened before, Lin Qian closed his eyes, clenched his hand tightly in the quilt, and bit his lower lip.

It's that she thinks too simply, and her psychological endurance is not enough, and she still needs to be experienced.

……

Lying on the bed in the middle of the night, his fingertips twitching on the bed. What is the relationship between dough and the dormitory aunt?

Ling Ye couldn't think of it...... There are no clues, so what she thinks can only speculate.

That is, guess.

At a glance just now, the dormitory aunt was holding a sharp blade in her right hand hidden behind her back, what was she used to do? Homicide?

And the dough has an impact on the dormitory manager, and the impact is not small, and it can even make her give up her original purpose.

The relationship between the two is not simple, relatives? Mother and daughter?

And the last sentence, this is not the place to be, what will happen?

Connecting these together and arranging them into a line, Ling Ye squinted his eyes, and felt a little incredible.

Ling Ye didn't want to pay attention to these branches, but the main line couldn't be carried, so she could only start from the branches to see if there was a way to kill the main line.

With a sigh, Ling Ye had to sigh about her luck... A little back.

I don't know what the reason is, her luck has not been good since she was a child.

Ling Ye thought about it and entered the dream...

And somewhere in an empty palace sounded a sneeze, a figure in a purple robe, lying sideways on a pure gold dragon chair, stretched out his slender five fingers and lazily rubbed the tip of his nose: "Who is thinking about me?" Small leaves? ”

By the way, I don't know how she is now, will there be an accident...

Or... I go to the other party's turf and make waves?

Thinking like this, the person had already gotten up, and with a wave of his big hand, the red gold dragon chair disappeared in place, and the purple figure also disappeared in this space with a single movement.

……

Midnight opened his eyes and got up to move with the rest of the dormitory.

After sorting out everything, I opened the door and went to the teaching building.

After coming to the class and sitting down, I took out my book and put it on the table, and when I looked up, the countdown to death in front of me was particularly eye-catching.

Time limit: 19:58:15

When he lowered his head, he looked at the book, and when the bell rang, everyone looked at the person who came and lowered his head and even wanted to hide in the dust.

Ling Ye just glanced at Lin Qian, who was also lowering his head, and Lin Qian, who was on the other side, saw the other party, the hand on the table unconsciously clenched his fists, and a pair of cold eyes flashed with sharp light.

After the music teacher on the podium put down the lesson plan, he clearly noticed Lin Qian's gaze, after all, it was too obvious in a group of pitiful children.

The warm smile on his face became brighter and brighter: "Class." ”

"Hello teacher."

"Hello students, sit down." I took a piece of chalk and turned around and wrote a few large words on the blackboard.

After writing, he turned to his classmates, raised his hand and pointed to the words behind him: "The teacher has had great inspiration in the past two days, and these are all brought to me by my classmates." Today we continue to learn a new song, Bright Red Feast. ”

After finishing speaking, I will demonstrate it myself, the heavy tune is accompanied by the other party's intoxicated expression, and the psychological distortion caused by the feeling of disobedience is not one or two.

Ling Ye's eyes fell on the others, only to see them trembling their bodies, holding the pen in their hands, and the sound of the pen falling sounded on the notebook.

It wasn't until the music teacher stopped and the music was over that the indulgent expression on his face changed to another familiar face.

Ling Ye only felt that the other party was either mentally sick or mentally ill.

Anyway, there must be one, and for the question of the music teacher, Ling Ye prefers the former.

"What do you think of this song?" The music teacher is not good-looking, and the smile on his face is like a spring breeze, which only makes people feel simple. And combined with the other party's calm but shining eyes, it will feel uncomfortable.

The answer to the other party was naturally silent, and the music teacher was used to it, so he still smiled and said: "In this way, no one answers, is it because it doesn't sound good?"

Or you're shy, it should be the second type.

Well... Next, let's find classmates to demonstrate. Who are you looking for..."

The music teacher did not directly name him this time, but stepped forward, and every time he passed by someone, the other party would bury his head low, and almost put his face on the table.

When he passed by Lin Qian, his footsteps paused, Lin Qian lowered his eyes, although there were still fluctuations in his eyes, he could already ignore it, and the impact was not great.

Seeing this, the music teacher raised his eyebrows, put his hand on Lin Qian's table, leaned on the table, and said, "Let Zhao Yu show us." ”

Lin Qian's brows furrowed, and the movements that were already about to get up froze.

After Ling Ye heard this, he slowly got up, and there was nothing unusual from beginning to end, and he glanced at the music teacher. At this time, he had a bright smile on his face, but his eyes were full of playfulness.

Ling Ye retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, and recalled how he felt when he sang just now...

I wanted to open my mouth and the singing sounded in the classroom.

It's the same as the music teacher just now.

The music teacher's bright smile grew, and after singing in the middle of the night, "Papapa." ”

"Zhao Yu sings very well, and I believe that other students must do the same. However, I don't need to demonstrate with other students today. Zhao Yu, when I came to the music classroom after school, the teacher thought you could sing better. The music teacher said with deep meaning.

Ling Ye nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Sit down." After sitting down in the middle of the night, the music teacher also left from the table leaning against Lin Qian.

Back at the podium, he said, "Next, let's review the content of the previous lesson." Who...... Hao Xin, let's give you a reminiscence. ”

Originally, the people who heard that they didn't need to sing anymore quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but now when they heard this, their relieved hearts rose again.

Hao Xin got up from his position and didn't talk nonsense, but sang the previous song when he wanted to speak.

"Well, yes, it seems that everyone is working hard. As your teacher, I feel very gratified. He waved his hand at Hao Xin: "Sit down." ”

After Hao Xin sat down, he lowered his head and remained motionless.

"Class."

"Goodbye, teacher."

When the music teacher was leaving, he showed a malicious gaze towards Ling Ye with crooked smiling eyes.

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