Chapter 723: Voices from the Ceiling
But Lu Changrong did not want to do anything, and suddenly pushed this kid to do something? Or are they all there.
As if they were afraid that they didn't know he was here, so he specially attracted their attention.
Or is it for the sake of delivering some message.
Jiang Futing suddenly felt that the person in his hand was like dry firewood, as if it was burning, and his palms were slightly hot.
Li Shang is a human spirit, after thinking about it for a while, he felt that these two people reacted a little strangely, he followed and poked his head out, but he didn't see anything.
The suspicious gaze pretended to sweep over the two of them, for fear of revealing something unseemly, he mixed in again, trying to change the topic:
"Who pushes it? These children are usually used to being wild, they have no sense of proportion, and they are fooling around when they come! Let the teacher take it back to the classroom and educate it later! ”
When the boy heard that he was going to be educated, the god who was still struggling just now was immediately frustrated, and then a deep panic swelled up.
Jiang Futing clearly felt that the person in his hand was trying his best to control his trembling.
So afraid of teachers?
He suddenly wondered in his heart, but then he thought that when he was a child, many students admired their teachers with unspeakable fear.
This fear is like the suppression engraved in the genes of the organism, the fear of teachers, the police, the parents, and even the strange scavengers.
It's just that with the growth of each person and the difference in the acquired environment, this suppression will also vary from person to person, and there will be different degrees of weakness.
When you think about it, it doesn't seem like a very special thing.
He didn't think much about it, but said lightly: "There's no need, he's not sincere." Maybe there were too many children and they were accidentally mixed. ”
The words are so clear, if Li Shang is embarrassed again, then there will really be ghosts.
Li Shangmian looked at the boy with a needle in his eyes, then turned around and continued to lead the way: "Then let's go, I will have to hold a morning meeting for the children in a while." ”
Under the influence of the accident just now, the children around them scattered in twos and threes, and they were still gathered here, and it was really not long eyes, and they hit the dean's muzzle.
As they approached the reference room, the temperature in the air was unconsciously rising at a very slow pace, and the cold chill and the breeze were seeping into every corner of the room.
Jiang Futing noticed that Li Shang's back gradually tightened, and his hands and feet were stiff like a rusty machine, but he still acted according to the instructions of the program.
His body reaction was obviously revealing that he was afraid of something, did he also know who was pushing that boy?
And as they walked to the door of the reference room, the floor heating seemed to fail, and the whole room looked like a cold and depressing coffin.
When I stopped at the door, the area near the doorway suddenly became heavy, as if something was pressing down from the top of my head, making people a little breathless.
There is really something here, but I am not sure if it is Lu Changrong or not.
Jiang Futing concentrated on catching the aura hidden in the shadows, but there was no surprise, he couldn't detect anything.
Just as his hanging fingers were raised, the fingertips were suddenly wrapped in a cold touch, and only then did a few traces of turbid gas gush out, and then quietly flowed back into his body.
Jiang Futing turned his head in confusion and looked at the people on the side.
Bai Tang let go of his hand, casually watched Li Shang open the door, leaned over and hummed in an inaudible tone: "Don't worry, let's talk about it depending on the situation, don't startle the snake."
Although Jiang Futing didn't understand his intentions at the moment, he still acquiesced without saying a word.
"Click!" The data room, which was locked, was only opened after Li Shang tinkered for a while.
He doesn't usually come to this place very often
, I don't know which key is unlocked.
In most cases, the teacher on duty arrives at the point of work and opens the door on time.
At the moment when they entered, Jiang Futing heard very clearly that the ceiling above his head suddenly sounded, "Da! Da! The sound of percussion.
The moment he raised his head, Bai Tang and Li Shang also raised their heads almost synchronously.
"Da Da Da!"
The sound did not stop there, but quickened as they watched, as if someone was slapping the ball.
But then, they found that not only did the frequency increase, but even the percussion was much louder, heavy and muffled, as if someone was jumping on top of your head.
Jiang Futing remembered Bai Tang's previous advice and maintained an indifferent attitude.
It's just that Li Shang, who was standing in front, had a hard look on his face.
Bai Tang noticed the subtle changes in his mind, and deliberately asked with a wicked taste: "Dean Li, do you still have a child skipping rope early in the morning upstairs?"
Li Shang's already ugly face suddenly twisted because of his question: "But, maybe."
Bai Tang looked left and right in the data room: "Then your children's energy is okay." ”
"yes!" Li Shang lowered his head, hurried up to open the storage cabinet, and flipped through the materials of the year.
Looking like that, it's obvious that I'm avoiding something because I'm afraid.
Jiang Futing's eyes were locked on Li Shang's busy back, and looking at Li Shang's reaction, he did know what was in the house, and it wasn't once or twice.
The sound of the beating on the ceiling is like a unique melody, and it does not stop for a moment, "Da Da Da!" The voice grew louder and louder in their room.
Bai Tang looked up again, didn't control his mouth, and sighed in surprise: "You kid is a bit powerful, you have been jumping rope for so long, you can't stop without stopping, you can go to participate in a professional rope skipping competition." ”
Li Shang's hand turning the cabinet was suddenly stunned, it was obviously winter, but his neck and both sides of the sun began to secrete fine sweat.
He hurriedly dug out the things he found and stuffed the materials in his hand into the hands of the two of them: "It's here, hurry up and look, I'll be busy in a while." ”
Jiang Futing swept over his sweaty cheeks, slowly flipped through the information, and asked casually, "Dean Li, are you very?" Sweating a lot. ”
As he spoke, he deliberately handed him a tissue in his pocket.
Li Shang seemed to be pierced by someone to see something unseemly, his eyes were a little uncontrollable, he took the paper weakly, and wiped his sweat in a hurry.
"Yes...... Probably, it's a little. ”
Just as he finished speaking, "Knock! The beating on the ceiling finally stopped, and a heavy muffled thud fell.
It was as if a bowling ball had suddenly fallen from the sky, smashed into the back of their heads, and then began to grunt and roll slowly into the corner of the side.
Bai Tang's gaze drifted to Li Shang: "What are you playing again?" There are so many sports in your hospital! ”
Li Shang's face had begun to turn a little whiter, but he still forced the smile on his face, the wrinkles were like cracked folds, but the hard recessed folds were like skin torn apart, pieces of faults.
He said embarrassedly: "Our orphanage pays attention to the all-round development of children, this is what it should be, it should be. ”
"Oh-" Bai Tang nodded knowingly, casually looking around.
The moment Jiang Futing heard the voice, he just paused with his hand holding the information, and continued to look at the information disapprovingly.
Lu Changku and Lu Changrong were not too young when they entered the orphanage, they were already four years old
, is an age that can remember.
The arrangement of life and curriculum is similar to that of most other children.
There are occasional records of disobedience punishments, but compared to other children, this frequency is quite low.
And most of the reasons for the punishment are caused by other children's troubles, and they are caused by excessive personal resistance.
Compared with Lu Changku, Lu Changrong seems to be a little more stubborn, and the punishment will be a little more.
It's just that when he was eight years old, it was recorded that Lu Changrong suddenly had a serious illness for some reason, and he had a fever for a week, and his health has been very poor since then.
Lu Changku has always been inseparable from his younger brother, guarding him almost 24 hours a day.
This is also the reason why their two healthy children were not adopted until they reached adulthood.
There is nothing very wrong in the registered information, after he came into contact with the skinny child, he thought that Li Shang would be harsh on the child to a certain extent for the sake of small profits and small profits, but now from the rough point of view of the information, there is not.
Jiang Futing grasped some of the more detailed places in the small amount of information, looked back and forth, and finally asked: "What was Lu Changrong's illness when he was eight years old?" Ordinary fever will burn so badly, does it cause any organic lesions, so as to affect the future life. ”
He suddenly spoke, pulling the soulless Li Shang back to his senses.
Li Shang was stunned for a slow reaction, as if he was still immersed in the strange voice just now, and under Jiang Futing's concentration, he only reacted completely in a daze.
He thought about it for a while, and then said hesitantly: "What is the reason for the illness, all the teachers in the hospital at that time are not very clear. It seems to be ...... The night before I got sick, I suddenly sleepwalked, dreamed of something scary, and was suddenly scared. ”
Jiang Futing was particularly sensitive to certain words: "Scared? ”
"Yes." Li Shang's eyes were still flickering, as if he was out of control, and it was impossible to tell whether he was lying or not from his face.
The sound in the room had obviously stopped, but to him, it seemed that it was still hanging over his head, and he had been jealous.
Jiang Futing didn't give up, and continued to ask: "What's the reason for being scared, a normal child is suddenly scared, and he should cry and tell the teacher, right?" ”
"This ...... This one. Li Shang's throat seemed to swallow a handful of sand, and began to be vague again, his body was tense from beginning to end, and his bent back was like a very hard rickets.
Curling up again, it almost makes people feel that the cooked shrimp is a corpse.
"Huh?" Jiang Futing waited for a moment before he could speak, and glanced at him.
The pitch-black eyes were imprinted in Li Shang's eyes like bottomless holes, and just a faint glance could break his tense nerves.
His breathing was inexplicably short, and his gaze began to run out of sight.
People have a very amazing instinctive reaction, in a situation of extreme restlessness, the more they are afraid of something, the more they will pay too much attention.
Pay attention to when the things you are afraid of disappear and when to let yourself go when the things you are afraid of.
And just as his gaze swam tremblingly across the ceiling again, his eyes finally froze.
The pupils suddenly froze, constricting the iris as black as a hole.
The immaculate ceiling suddenly appeared with a circle of stains of varying shades, as if some liquid had soaked through the floor above and soaked into the ceiling.
The stain was still spreading rapidly, faintly revealing a dark red color.
Li Shang choked in his mouth, he couldn't go up or down, he couldn't breathe for a while, his brain was a little deprived of oxygen, he stumbled back in a groggy state, and almost lost his breath.