Who would have thought?

Fang He, her stupid tablemate, a big man with a height of eight meters, long legs and excellent appearance, and a school bully, is actually afraid of a nihilistic ghost????

But it turns out that Fang He is not only so afraid, it is simply very afraid......

Originally, the seat between the two was some distance away, but I don't know when, Fang He moved the seat to Quan Ying's side silently, and nested tightly by Quan Ying's side the whole time.

In the next film, after another protagonist hung up, with the exclamations and screams in the classroom, Fang He was frightened, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull his table next to him, but his hand suddenly touched a handful, fluffy and soft, and there were some wet things......

Due to the influence of the film, what came to Fang He's mind at this time was that a tongue was soft and wet, his blood flowed backwards to the extreme, the whole person was going to be stupid, his hand was released in an instant, and at the same time, he kicked the ground under his feet, and even the whole person with the chair slipped backwards, and hit the wall behind him with a bang, accompanied by a depressed and terrified 'fuck', Fang He performed a handful of collapses online in real time.

This sound in the classroom, it was really a bit loud, it was originally everyone who was attracted by the plot in the film, and when they couldn't stop watching, there was an earth-shattering sound behind them, and the bang scared many people to the point that their hairs stood upside down, and there was a clanging sound, and many people were scared The tables and chairs shook, Fugui noticed that something was wrong, and directly pressed the film to pause, and flexibly turned on the lights on the podium: "What's wrong?" What happened to whom? ”

Many students turned their heads to look at the last row at the same time, where the sound source was generated.

Fang He froze there, not knowing how to react, he was completely stunned, Quan Ying glanced at him, and said in a loose voice: "It's okay, I kicked it." ”

Fugui said 'oh', scratched his head, and muttered: "Habit is achieved in the future, daily operation." I didn't see anything wrong at all, and turned off the lights and started the video again.

In the back row, while everyone was watching the film attentively again, Quan Ying sat on the side of the back, and looked at her stupid tablemate through the small glass outside the door, shining through the small glass outside the door, which was not too bright outside: "Hey, come back to your senses?" ”

Fang He was in a trance: "Huh? ”

Quan Ying raised his eyebrows, rarely softened his voice, and said patiently: "Come, come here." ”

Fang He was slightly comforted by this sentence, but he was still in a state of being frightened, and he followed Quan Ying's instructions in a daze, dragging the chair and passing over.

The film continued, Fang He slowed down for a long time before he came out of the state just now, turned his head sideways and asked Quan Ying in a low voice: "At the same table, I just caught a handful of ......"

"Hair."

"Huh?"

"I said," Quan Ying pulled all the hair that hung on Fang He's side to the other side, "What you just grabbed was my hair." ”

Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't study at night, Quan Ying returned to the dormitory and washed his hair by the way. There was no hair dryer in the bedroom, so she simply wiped the water indiscriminately, and just waited for it to dry naturally. When I came to the evening self-study, it was almost dry, but the ends of the hair were still a little wet, how could I have thought that their activity in the evening self-study was to watch ghost movies, and because of this, a handful of hair almost scared Fang He to the point of falling apart?