The bell for the next night's self-study has already sounded, but the lights in the lecture hall of Xingcheng Girls' High School are still on, and there are still some diligent students studying seriously.

In the center of the classroom sat two girls, both of them were wearing the beautiful solid color snow hemp uniforms of Xingcheng High School, and their faces were very delicate, especially the girl sitting on the right, her long hair was draped diagonally on one side, as if she had just been washed, exuding a dark and bright color, the two of them were holding a pen and writing complex functional equations on the paper, thin beads of sweat on the tips of their noses, sweat beads flashed bright colors under the bright fluorescent lights.

It was now close to half past ten, and people were constantly packing up their things and yawning and walking out of the lecture hall.

Soon, there were only two girls left in the huge lecture hall where the girls were still doing the exercises.

With a snap, I saw a ballpoint pen being thrown on the table, and due to the effect of the rotational force, the barrel of the pen swirled on the table.

"It's so hard, I can't do it!" The woman with the long flaxen hair stretched out two thumbs and rubbed her temples, and from time to time glanced at the girl who was still carefully working on the question next to her.

The long-haired girl next to her stopped turning her head, she stretched out a slender finger to stop the ballpoint pen on the table, and knew sweetly: "What's wrong, is it difficult?" ”

"Look!" The flaxen curly-haired girl pushed the scratch paper in front of her into the hand of the long-haired woman in black $1$Ben$Read$ (). (yb) (d) (u). (com) side.

The black-haired girl looked at it carefully, then pointed to one of the formulas in a pile of calculations written on scratch paper, and said with a smile: "Little fool, you read the problem wrong, how can you make it, the problem gives the diameter of the parabola, but you take the diameter as the radius, it's strange to be able to calculate it!" ”

The flaxen girl followed the black girl's finger and looked at the wrong place, and suddenly slapped her forehead and laughed loudly: "Haha, so that's the case, I see, how can the answer calculated be so far from the standard answer!" ”

The loud voice suddenly echoed throughout the empty lecture hall, and in the echo there seemed to be other indescribable sounds besides the hearty voice of the flaxen-haired girl, the kind of clattering sound, as if someone was wiping a blackboard.

The clock on the wall sounded ticking, and suddenly, the bell rang at eleven o'clock.

The flaxen-colored girl's heart tightened suddenly, and a feeling of fear began to spread in her heart.

She stole a glance back at the back, and there was nothing behind it, but it was strange that there was only the two of them in such a huge classroom.

The flaxen-colored girl gently pulled down the corner of the long-haired black woman's clothes with her fingers, and whispered, "Xiaoyu, are you afraid?" ”

The black-haired girl looked at the flaxen-haired girl and smiled, "What are you afraid of?" You? ”

"Dead Xiaoyu, who is kidding you!" The flaxen-haired girl pinched the black-haired girl's waist coquettishly.

The soft voice of the giggling girl suddenly sounded in the classroom, and the black-haired girl was the most afraid of itching, and she couldn't help laughing when someone touched her waist.

However, after the black-haired girl's giggles stopped, the laughter in the stairs did not.

"Giggle————

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, eerie and eerie.

The flaxen-haired girl and the black-haired girl's bodies trembled, and they pricked up their ears to listen, but the strange laughter soon died away.

"Shhhh The black-haired girl pinched back the flaxen girl's arm with some disgust.

The flaxen-haired girl looked at the empty surroundings of the lecture hall with an unusually nervous expression and said, "I'm not talking nonsense, haven't you heard about this lecture hall a long time ago?" ”

The black-haired girl really didn't seem to know, and asked a little strangely, "Xiaolan, what's the matter, I really don't know." ”

"After identification, Xiaoyu is a nerd, and the identification is complete!" The flaxen-haired girl pointed her finger at the black-haired girl's clear and beautiful forehead with great pity.

The black-haired girl's curiosity was raised, and she took the flaxen-haired girl's hand and smiled: "What the hell is it, say it quickly, Xiaolan, don't say that I'm going to torture you in the Manchu Dynasty!" As she spoke, the black-haired girl put down the pen in her hand and stretched out two slender hands to scratch the flaxen-haired girl's arms.

Soon, the flaxen-colored curly-haired girl couldn't stand it, and she begged for mercy while laughing: "Good Xiaoyu, my good Xiaoyu, I said, I said it's not okay, don't scratch it anymore!" ”

Hearing the flaxen-haired girl's defeat, the black-haired girl stopped scratching and smiled sweetly: "Say, what kind of things have happened in this lecture hall?" If you dare to lie to me, hmph, watch out for my dragon claw hand! Saying that, the black-haired girl posed as a dragon claw hand in a hurry, but no matter how she looked, it looked like Yang Liping's version of Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

The flaxen-colored curly-haired girl grabbed the black girl's slender hand and said slowly: "I am also the only one who said, it is said that five years ago, this lecture hall did not exist, at that time there was a teaching building on the foundation, it was originally just an ordinary teaching building, but suddenly there was an incident spread in this teaching building, so that in the end, under the pressure of students, the school demolished this teaching building, so as to build the current lecture hall." ”

The black-haired girl asked, "What the hell is going on, how can it have such a big impact?" ”

The flaxen-haired girl's eyes suddenly became extremely mysterious, she looked down and looked around, and then said cautiously: "It's a ghost, it is said that there is a ghost in that school building, a ghost wandering in the corridor with a red rope!" ”

When the black-haired girl heard that there was a ghost, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, she pushed the flaxen girl's head, and said, "What should I be, it turned out to be a rumor of a ghost, I have heard a lot of stories about ghosts, they are all nonsense, when I was a child, I passed by the cemetery at twelve o'clock at midnight, isn't there nothing." ”

The flaxen curly-haired girl shook her head and said, "This rumor is true, it is said that there are people who have seen inexplicable lights coming out of the classroom at that time, and ......" Speaking of this, the flaxen curly-haired girl stopped talking, and just pursed her lips tightly.

"And what?! You're a real person, everything you say is just average, it's really boring! The black-haired girl said visibly angrily.

The flaxen-colored girl said slowly, "And the next morning, when I was studying in the morning, I was the first to open the classroom...... Found...... A girl was found hanging from a classroom fan, her hair was scattered and her long tongue was stuck out......"

Hearing that this black-haired girl was just a girl after all, it was obvious that her body was trembling slightly, and the fear in her eyes was also slightly revealed.

The flaxen-haired girl seemed to be able to speak vigorously, and still said: "Actually, this is not the most terrible, but even more terrifying, do you know what it is?" ”

The brunette girl just shook her head.

"The most terrifying thing is ......" The flaxen-colored girl paused, suddenly opened her hands and made a ghost form, and shouted in extreme horror: "That girl actually has a red clue wrapped around her neck!" ”

The sudden attack really scared the black-haired girl well, and her heart was almost beaten out by the flaxen-colored girl, and she kept patting her chest, stabilizing her heart, while there was a smug laugh from the flaxen-haired curly-haired girl next to her.

"How's that, you're scared, aren't you? Hey, hey, let you pretend to be a bold girl! The flaxen-haired girl smiled as she pointed at the black-haired girl.

"Humph! Die Xiaolan, you will bully me! Look at my dragon claw hands! The black-haired girl stabilized her mind, and immediately blushed, and then waved her hands and threw herself on the flaxen-haired curly-haired girl's body, and the two began to play again.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, don't make trouble, it's not too early, we should go back to the dormitory, otherwise the dormitory manager Oubasang will talk to us again." The flaxen-colored curly girl really couldn't twist the scratching of the two slender little hands of the black-haired girl, so she changed the topic to break free.

The black-haired girl was really fooled immediately, she straightened up, looked at a question marked in the textbook and said: "Wait a little longer, I still have a question, otherwise tomorrow's time will be delayed by it again, I don't want to save today's homework until tomorrow." ”

The flaxen curly-haired girl was just about to say something taunting, a strange feeling began to roll in her neck, she secretly screamed that it was not good, it might be that one, so she hurriedly took out a sanitary napkin from the bag next to her, jumped out of the chair, and turned back while running to the toilet outside: "My stomach is uncomfortable, Xiaoyu, you do it first, let's go back together after we finish it, remember, go back to the dormitory and let me copy your homework!" ”

"Alright, got it!" The brunette girl buried her head and began to calculate.

"Don't wait for me to come out of it, you're still counting, then I won't spare you!" When the flaxen-colored girl ran to the door of the lecture hall, she suddenly showed her delicate head and said mischievously.

The black-haired girl lifted her equally delicate face, kneaded a small paper ball and threw it at the flaxen girl, smiled sweetly at the flaxen girl, and said, "Go to your toilet, it's really more and more Obasan!" ”

But no matter how the flaxen-colored curly-haired girl could not have imagined, the sweet smile of the black-haired girl turned out to be the last gift for her, and when she came out of the bathroom, her friend who was supposed to be lying quietly on the table writing homework was hanging in the air like a beautiful butterfly, and it was the red rope wrapped around the neck of Haosheng......