"Name."

"Lan Silin."

As he said this, the young man's body spasmed.

"How old is this year?"

“18。”

"What was the reason your parents let you enroll in Kanglong Academy?"

There was silence.

The management instructor in the black uniform removed his glasses and looked cold.

"Didn't your parents teach you that it's rude to speak without answering?"

The young man slowly raised his head, and the two looked at each other.

"Heal." He said.

"What's wrong with you?" The instructor raised an eyebrow and looked at him with interest:

"Drugs? Depression? Don't want to read? ”

"Perhaps."

Several people in the office looked at each other, and someone asked:

"Are the parents gone?"

"Gone."

"Then follow the procedure."

A few people nodded, picked up Shi Zuocai on the chair without saying anything, and walked out the door.

Across a playground, two classes of students were training. Shi Zuocai narrowed his eyes and saw the girl in the distance running out of breath and falling down from exhaustion. An adult stepped forward.

"Walk well."

The arm around the neck was as hard as iron. The instructor's tone was as cold as ice.

Shi Zuocai did not resist and slowly turned his head.

"Kanglong Academy has three taboos: it is forbidden to fight, it is forbidden to contradict the teacher, and it is forbidden to fall in love. You were just looking at the woman, right? ”

The instructor in front of him spoke with an interrogative meaning.

Shi Zuo was silent. Several people looked at each other again. There was a rare sneer.

Passing through a pine and bamboo forest, this is a landscape garden. The environment of Kanglong Academy is very good, quite ancient, and worthy of the annual tuition fee of more than 100,000 yuan.

Beyond the overlapping bamboo forest, you can see a three-meter-high fence covered with barbed wire and broken glass shards.

It is a fully enclosed school.

A few people passed by the dormitory area again. Every student who saw the group would come up and say hello to a few instructors.

They bowed. The tone sounded enthusiastic, restrained, courteous and standard.

Bow to the standard of ninety degrees.

Turning a blind eye to the left who was held in the middle.

Walking deeper into the academy, past the teaching building, the population gradually thinned out. There are several buildings in the distance, far away from the others, and they look lonely.

That's the destination for everyone.

Entering the building, I walked along the deep corridor, and I could hear the creaking sound when I stepped on the old wooden floor.

Passing by the rooms, the doors were closed, except for the sound of footsteps, there was no sound, and the silence was terrifying. It was only when I occasionally passed by a room and leaned in to listen that I heard a faint whimper, very soft and weak, not like a human sound—like a dying cat.

In the distance, there was a dull sound of objects colliding in a room. Several people glanced at each other, and one took out the key and pulled out the ring ruler from his waist.

The rest of the people continued to hold on to the left before going inside, until they reached the end of the corridor.

All the light at the end was swallowed up by darkness, although it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was an unusually sunny day in Jiangxi recently, when you walked here, you couldn't help but feel a chill in your heart.

There is no sign of any decoration in this place, the walls are rough, and there is a slender bed, a desk, and a lamp against the wall.

Directly across from the bed was a rusty fence door.

Someone took out the key, opened the fence gate, and kicked Shi Zuocai in.

Shi Zuo was unable to stand firm. One stumbled and rolled around on the ground.

Before his eyes could adjust to the darkness of the room, he felt his limbs being clutched. In the darkness there was the sound of unleashing and the sound of breaking the air.

Hmmm-

A bone-piercing pain came from his waist, and Shi Zuocai snorted, and was quickly hugged by someone and covered his mouth.

The bespectacled instructor sneered and waved the belt on his hand. He was holding the end without a belt buckle, and the cold iron hit his body, and his skin quickly bruised and swollen.

One, two, three.

Forty strokes, forty-one strokes, forty-two strokes......

"Call you to pretend, call you disrespectful to teachers, make you look at women......"

……

When he regained consciousness, based on the degree of thirst in his throat, Shi Zuo judged that about four hours had passed.

Sight gradually returned, and as far as the eye could see, there was still a deep darkness, with two faint light sources.

One is the lamp on the desk outside the iron gate of the fence. There was an instructor who was sleeping in his bed.

One is a small window about half a meter square in the wall of this room.

The window was quite high, and with his height, he was afraid that he would have to stretch out his hand to get it, and the fence was about three fingers thick, and it could not be shaken by manpower.

Shi Zuocai sat on the cold concrete floor, took a few minutes to gradually adjust his eyes to the dark environment, and continued to observe his surroundings.

This room is no different from a prison cell, no more than 12 square meters in size, no bed, only a set of iron-like quilts, exuding an uncomfortable smell.

There is also a bowl next to it that is stained with food scraps, which have rotted. The bowl is a plastic bowl that cannot be broken and cannot be used as a tool or weapon.

He tried to stand up, and when he pulled his muscles, he felt a sharp pain that made him snort.

On his body, almost no skin is intact.

From time to time, there was a foul stench of feces in the air. Shi Zuocai frowned, endured the pain and crawled in the direction of the smell, and found a dung bucket in the corner.

The poop is to be solved here, and the pee may be on the wall in the corner, which is judged by the strong smell of urine.

The boundless darkness and silence began to invade Shi Zuocai's body, and if he stayed here as an ordinary person, within three days, he was afraid that he would already go insane.

Fortunately, he is a left-hand talent.

No matter how crazy he is, he can't go anywhere.

The nightmarish environment didn't scare him. On the contrary, away from Guangzhou, away from Liu Yanshi, and getting an environment that is not good, but can be called "alone", his mood is extremely stable.

He remembered reading a similar investigative report.

In the United States, there was a program in which several volunteers were locked up in small rooms, and each person was allowed to carry only one item, not electronic products — there was no Wi-Fi in the room, and there was no signal. If you can hold on for a week, you can get a reward of hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Someone brought a picture book, someone brought a book, someone brought a very complex puzzle. Everyone swore that they would get the prize.

But as a result, no one was able to hold on.

In an extremely closed environment, with no socialization, no entertainment, and pure loneliness, it is enough to destroy the mind of every normal person.

And at this moment, the environment that Shi Zuocai is facing is even more cruel.

Shi Zuocai is more afraid of trouble than anyone else.

Because of this, he is also better at handling trouble than anyone else.

After calming his brain, he began to seriously reflect on whether he should have accepted Liu Yanshi's commission. After reflection, he tried to switch personalities with Mr. Demon, so that the annoying spirit could bear the pain of his skin instead of him.

But he didn't get his way. He didn't fall into a deep sleep, but instead there was an inexplicable, "hey, hey, hey" laugh in his head.

He tried other ways to relieve the pain by diverting his attention, and he began to re-enact each step of the plan in his mind.

The instructor who initially interrogated him was farsighted and wore reading glasses.

The light was so dim that you could faintly see a little blood, and someone had hit their head against the wall here.

There is no way to leave any information on the wall.

This is the "Boredom Relief Room".

It should be said that it is one of them.

Every room in this entire building is a room of relief from boredom.

But he is undoubtedly the worst in this room, and the most severely punished. Because his words and deeds annoyed the group of instructors.

As he was deducing, he felt his stomach churn violently. Xu has been sitting next to the dung bucket, and the foul smell has penetrated into his nose from time to time.

He immediately sat up and knelt on one knee beside the bucket, an irrepressible urge to vomit welling up in his esophagus.

He spat at the dung bucket. But instead of stopping, he plunged his entire index finger deep into his throat and pressed it to the base of his tongue, spitting up all the breakfast he had had eaten last week.

As soon as he finished spitting, footsteps could be heard outside the fence gate.

Then there was a conversation, as if the instructor guarding the boring room had been awakened and got up from his bed, and the conversation was commonplace, probably that it was time to deliver the meal tonight.

Outside the fence door, the two spoke in a tone as if the cell was not a human, but an ignorant monkey in a zoo.

After a while, there was a rustling sound at the fence gate. Turning his head, someone had stuffed a tin foil lunch box through a crack in the fence.

The gap is so small that even the lunch box has to be folded in half to be stuffed in.

Shi Zuocai thought about it, took off the jacket of his jacket, wiped the vomit off his hands, climbed to the gate of the fence with difficulty, and saw the food in the lunch box.

Cooked rice. Rancid.

Nothing else.

Kanglong Academy's supervision system for students in the boring room is very mature, and even the design of the lunch box takes into account the possibility of students fighting back and committing suicide, so it is replaced with this fragile tin foil.

Shi Zuocai searched every pocket on his body again. The belt was removed, and the phone and wallet in the pocket were gone, empty.

Seven thirty. It's a reasonable time to eat. The human body tends to start secreting stomach acid during this time, and if you don't eat it as soon as possible, stomach acid will corrode the internal organs of the body, and over time, people are prone to stomach problems.

That's why Shi Zuocai picked up the lunch box quite calmly, leaned against the fence gate, grabbed the rice ball with his hand, and put it in his mouth.

It tasted like chewing wax, but he didn't care.

Hopefully, he'll be fed like this for the next month. He was mentally prepared.

It was the first day he had been locked up in the boredom relief room.

In seven days he will be "released from prison". Then he became a student of Kanglong Academy and received a renovation plan from Kanglong Academy.

And he himself has a plan.

The first step in the plan is to join the "Breaking Zero Class".