"Brother Tian" secretly congratulated himself that he had cleaned up neatly when he went out today, and narcissistically touched his freshly washed, fluffy and soft hair, and naturally responded: "Eh, what's wrong with them all?" ”

"Cloud.. No, Brother Tian! They hit us! Zhou Qingyang stepped forward and said.

"It's me who is not good, I didn't fulfill my responsibility to protect my classmates as a class president..."

"It's me who is bad! It's okay with them! These people... These people are coming at me. ”

The two good students were self-critical, Luo Manman took advantage of the chaos to secretly pick up her club, and retreated with gesturing to the people who came back to their senses, and when they came, the dozen or so people who were in high spirits all ran with their tails between their legs.

The one-meter-eight buddy put down Wu Zicong, scared and trembled, if it weren't for the potted plants in the way, I couldn't wait to slip along the wall, Yuhua Society's first battle was defeated, that day, she and all her fantasies about the old boy were all strangled in the black light blind teaching building.

Yun Tian and Zhou Qingyang set up Wu Zicong on the left and right, went downstairs to find an empty classroom, and temporarily placed him on the spot.

Wu Zicong was groggy as if he had seen a ghost, it was useless to call his name and slap him, he was forever hovering between waking up and sleeping.

"Big brother, what now?" , Zhou Qingyang asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received two pink punches from his sister, Li Ranxiu frowned, and leaned into his ear and muttered for a while.

Zhou Qingyang didn't care: "Heroes regardless of men and women. ”

Yun Tian jumped on the podium and sat down, shaking his legs: "This classmate, be careful when you speak." ”

"How's he doing?" , Zhou Qingyang probed his brain.

"Can't wake up." , Lu Yiwei sighed, "Why don't you try it." ”

"I don't look at it." , the crisis was lifted, and Zhou Qingyang began to make trouble again, "If you can't wake up, you can't wake up, what does it have to do with me." ”

Lu Yiwei and Wu Zicong were both class representatives, and they could be regarded as peers in ancient times, so they couldn't bear to ignore them, so they had to put down their bodies and show weakness to Zhou Qingyang: "He didn't feel sorry for you... Just this once, it's up to... For the sake of you and Wu Zicong on the same birthday? ”

Zhou Qingyang glanced at Li Ranxiu, and raised his eyebrows: "My sister told you her birthday too?!" ”

Li Ranxiu said coldly: "What can't be said." ”

These words were tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, and Zhou Qingyang shouted as if he had been set on fire: "No! How can this work? ”

"I warn you, you don't want to be vexatious."

"I can't get used to him, what's the use of being handsome!"

Lu Yiwei helped Wu Zicong and whispered unconsciously: "I think it's useless to look good because you don't know how to use it..."

Zhou Qingyang stared his eyes like copper bells: "What did you say?!" ”

Yun Tian saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly interjected between them: "Okay, okay, you want to quarrel with your teacher Wang, there is still someone here, either call an ambulance, or carry it and send it home..."

"There's a ghost in the mailroom!"

Wu Zicong suddenly woke up, stood up from the chair straight, put his arms close to his body, opened his eyes and shouted.

"There's a ghost !! in the mailroom" , he hung a duck's voice and hissed and shouted, "There are ghosts! Ghosts!!! ”

After shouting, he lost his center of gravity again, and sat back in his chair with a "plop", his eyes rolled and he was unconscious.

The four of them looked at each other. Ninety-six flavors

Wu Zicong's performance just now is really terrifying, if it is intercepted and given a close-up, it will not be inconsistent with any horror film, and with words like "unjust ghosts collecting debts", the box office will definitely explode.

But making a movie is one thing, live broadcast is another, Li Ranxiu and Lu Yiwei were so frightened that they lost their speech, and Zhou Qingyang swallowed and foamed, and his state was not optimistic: "I think, or else, carry it and send it home." ”

"Who dares to carry it? Do you dare to carry it? ”

Compared with these panicked students, Tu Shan is only three or four years older, but he is already as calm as an old ginger.

"The best-looking one, yes, it's you, go back and report the news first, and let Teacher Wang come to the school to see me."

"The dragon and phoenix fetus stayed, staring at this kid."

Yuntian jumped down from the podium: "I'll go to the mailroom." ”

Zhou Qingyang chased a few steps: "But in the mailroom..."

"They are all pillars of the motherland who grew up under the red flag, and superstition is not advisable, little brother." , Yun Tian held the doorknob, "Look, I don't believe that there are ghosts in the world." ”

Li Ranxiu's "Juvenile Talk" is not completely worthless, Tu Shan can't understand the text in it, but he figured out the law of magazine publication - it is sent to school on the 1st of every month, and the resident students go to the mailroom to pick it up.

That little building was dirtier than anyone could have imagined.

Halfway through, Luo Manman came out from behind the plane tree: "Hey! Wait a minute! ”

She was panting after her, sweating profusely, her smoky makeup was also spent, and black water flowed from the corners of her eyes to the corners of her mouth, which was even more ghostly than Wu Zicong.

Yuntian didn't stop: "Why don't you leave?" ”

Luo Man stretched out his long legs and clasped tightly behind Tu Shan: "I didn't leave, I overheard you just now, that boy... Actually, I didn't move a finger from him, and when I came out of the mailroom, I just asked what I answered, and I tried not to say what I just saw, but I didn't see anything. ”

Yun Tian didn't look back, and stretched out a hand towards her, "Take it." ”

"What to bring here?"

"Clubs."

Luo Manman didn't think that this was her way out of the old lady's bedroom, how to explain it when she went back, and put the pole on with both hands in a daze.

Yun Tian weighed the weight of the pole, it didn't look like a bargain, the grip was silver-plated, and a line of small characters was engraved "".

Blindly disliked that this thing was too thin: "You said it would be better if it was a baseball bat." ”

The boulevard came to an end, and Yun Tian gave Luo Manman directions: "Turn right from here to get out of the school gate, hurry home, and now you can catch up with the meal." ”

Luo Man asked stupidly, "What about you?" ”

"I have something to do."

Yuntian picked the lock with ease, walked into the mailroom, and closed the door tightly.

An old man stood in front of a bookshelf with his back to him, his legs high and low, his pants down to his ankles.

Few people still pay attention to their image when they are old, and they live to the age of the mailroom uncle, and they are even lazy to wash their underwear, leaving yellow patches of different shades on the pants, and the edges are greasy, half of the rubber band sticks out of the fabric, hanging down on the waist of the old man, his hand reaches into the crotch of his pants, his arm moves, and the whole person exudes a moisture.

There was a roster spread out on the shelf, and he shuffled lame and stood on tiptoe to rest his things on the photograph.

The old man deflated his mouth that had lost half of his teeth, and he didn't care about wiping the saliva from the corners of his mouth, he hadn't sweated like this for a long time, Wucheng was rainy, which would turn people into water-absorbing sponges, he had saved up a full body of water, and now he could finally pour it all out, no matter where it came from, as long as it could leave the body, it would be comfortable.