"The sky can't press on your head, let alone on our head, so you can eat with peace of mind."

Li Weiyin said with a grin.

Wang Dafu was silent for a while, but finally stopped mentioning the matter and buried himself in eating.

Li Weiyin quickly finished the rice in the bowl and looked at Wang Dafu with a smile. He was extremely patient, and waited until Wang Dafu finished eating before he said:

"Instructor, I'm going to."

Wang Dafu was speechless for a while, glared at him, but still reluctantly stood up and led him downstairs to find the toilet.

Entering the toilet cubicle, Wang Dafu waited outside the door. Li Weiyin took out a small note from his pocket, thought about it, and suddenly grinned feverishly.

He took a small pencil lead from his coat pocket, erased all the words on the note, and wrote another sentence on the back:

"When the time comes, let's get moving."

When he was done, he whistled and casually slipped the note into the toilet paper tube next to him.

Then concentrate on.

That afternoon, during recess, a student entered the toilet of the gymnasium, took out a note from a paper tube, and clenched his fists after reading the eight words on it.

The nameless organization began to act.

A girl was looking out the window boredly, and in the hallway were classmates coming and going, someone hit her and passed by, and put a small note in her pocket without a trace.

A freshman named Jiang Yifan took advantage of the end of class to run to the sports equipment room, looked left and right near the back door, squatted down to tie his shoelaces, and buried a note in the soil.

Guan Ying used the excuse to help the teacher carry the homework, went to the next class, and when she put her homework on the podium, she quickly took out a small piece of scotch tape from her trouser pocket and stuck it under the podium. On the inside of the tape was written with a pen in faint handwriting.

A student walked out onto the balcony and stretched. In the classroom on the third floor opposite, another student from a different class who had been paying attention to this side saw his code and got up and walked to the toilet.

There were many similar scenes played out all over Kanglong Academy, and everything seemed sparse and ordinary, and no one noticed any clues.

Everything is normal.

The second half of the day was also normal. Caude is also normal.

Until late at night.

At two o'clock in the morning, a large number of students poured out of the boys' dormitory, like worker ants that received a signal, and moved down the building in a well-trained manner. Mr. Liu, the dormitory manager, was dozing off in the room next to the door of the dormitory building, not noticing the many flashing figures in the surveillance screen in front of him.

When the students went downstairs, they went around a big circle, and lowered their bodies between the flower beds, and more than a dozen people came to the dormitory room, exchanged glances, and invariably took off their school uniforms and jackets to cover their faces, and dragged open the door and swarmed in.

Teacher Liu was awakened and saw the students rushing in front of him, his face turned pale with fright, and he stood up and was about to rush to the alarm bell, but several people rushed down on him, pressed him to the ground, tied him to the foot of the bed with a sheet, and gagged his mouth with a pillowcase.

One student grabbed the flashlight from the desk, ran downstairs to the dormitory, and shone it three times from window to window. Many of the boys who hadn't slept at all received the signal, climbed out of bed, and tiptoed downstairs.

After occupying the dormitory management room, the electronic door of the dormitory was opened, and the nimble people jumped on the telephone pole in twos and threes, covering the camera with school uniforms.

At the end of the girls' dormitory, a similar student riot was also staged.

Nearly 100 students rushed around the academy in the middle of the night, taking out the rudimentary road map in their pockets from time to time to check it repeatedly, like an experienced spy team, bypassing the cameras around the academy, taking out chalk on all the relatively conspicuous walls and starting to write and draw.

Not long after, a security guard in the monitoring room noticed the abnormality of a camera in the boys' dormitory and made a phone call to Mr. Liu.

In the dormitory room, Mr. Liu was still pinned down by three or four sturdy students, and a pen against the major artery in his neck had punctured the skin and kept oozing blood. Teacher Liu was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, and said tremblingly on the phone:

"The dormitory is fine, the camera may be in bad contact...... You guys...... It's better to find someone to fix it. ”

The security guard in the monitoring room reluctantly stood up and walked towards the boys' dormitory. When he took a shortcut and turned into the landscape garden, he was thrown to the ground and covered by several students who had been crouching in the grass.

The students dragged the immobile security guards silently into the shadows.

By the time the security guard had his hood removed, he had been tied to death in the darkened sports equipment room, and across from him, there was a chair with no one sitting on it, and a talking cell phone.

The masked student looked at him and pressed the phone's speaker.

A doctored, gloomy synthesized voice came from the phone:

"Hello Security Yang Bao. I want to play a game with you......"

Another security guard in the monitoring room saw that Fang Cai's colleague had not returned for a long time, so he stared at the surveillance video curiously for a while, but he could not find any trace of the security guard everywhere, and he couldn't get through the phone, and finally became suspicious, and said through the walkie-talkie for a while, more than a dozen security guards began to go out and patrol the campus.

They were soon surprised to find the slogan left on the wall, and kept the message through the intercom.

"I found a slogan here!"

"I found it on the wall of the southeast building, too!"

"I found it on the gym toilet door too!"

The successive discoveries were like flames falling into a frying pan, which instantly ignited the entire security brigade of Kanglong Academy, and dozens of security guards on duty rushed out and began to conduct a large-scale carpet search around the academy.

At this time, according to the plan, the students should have finished the graffiti work in fifteen minutes and rushed to the dormitory, but a few students who were too slow did not have time, delayed the opportunity, and had to hide in the grass.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The alarm for an emergency assembly sounds. All the teachers and students of the school were rushed to the playground by the security guards and instructors in a sleepy eye.

Just a rough count, in this night, there were more than 200 graffiti in the academy.

And the content of the graffiti is planned, neatly and uniformly with the English letter "L".

Some of the students noticed it on the way here, and they were constantly talking about it.

It was clear that this was an organized riot demonstration. I even heard that the two dormitory teachers who were on duty in the two dormitory buildings that night were tied up.

Liu Binghu didn't even have time to change his clothes, and walked into the stands in messy pajamas, his face gloomy.

When he lowered his head, the whole person was so angry that he was about to explode.

At his feet, on the red carpet stands, someone wrote a glamorous line of large characters in chalk.

The only information that is not an "L".

"Look inside your pen holder."