This time I went down the mountain, and my husband did not stay by my side and accompany me to enroll in the county seat as he had planned in previous years.

Because, the nest of the nest is a necessary process of growth.

Watson is a private high school, the campus is close to the eastern suburbs of the main city, the school gate is located in the middle of nowhere, and you need to enter it through an alley.

The first thing I felt when I walked in was "small", everything here is small, the school gate is small, the canteen is small, the playground is small, and it can even be said to be narrow. The second is the large number of people, the school is not large, but the number of students is quite large, because the school has been open for a short time, and the school is full of piles of people.

The wonderful thing is that in such a popular place, as soon as I entered the school gate, my heart seemed to be covered with a dark cloud. The sky was clear outside, and the wind and rain were immediately coming inside. Generally speaking, it is only in places where the yin qi is thick that I will have this feeling of discomfort.

There are only two buildings in the school, one building has seven floors, one building has four floors, the two buildings are not far apart, facing each other, the middle of the building is a small playground and a flag-raising platform, the diagonal side is the only public toilet in the school, the men's toilet is on the first floor, the women's toilet is on the second floor, and the stairs are open-air.

Under the four-story building, there is a wall of red paper half a meter wide and a foot high.

I couldn't see the things on it from a distance, my mother and I walked all the way to the red paper, the wind blew from both ends of the building, the red paper on the wall was not firmly stuck, and a corner fell off, and it was blown loudly.

I saw a few words written on the paper with a brush that were not very good-looking: "Sign up for the second floor".

The paper looks like it's been on for a while, about the beginning of the school year, and it hasn't been torn off yet.

After reading it, I pressed the corner of the red paper back against the wall, and then dipped the original tape back on, and the hula sound stopped.

It happened that a student went to the second floor as instructed, and as soon as he stepped on the stairs, a loud sound sounded again behind him, and I paused, and went directly to the second floor with my mother, and on the first door out of the stairs, there was a messy, mottled corner, metallic yellow sign that said "Office".

There are two male teachers sitting in the office, one of them looks about thirty, not tall, thin body, this teacher has the standard delicate appearance of a southerner, that is, the skin is very white, not like the normal white, but a bit like a perennial daylight, almost whiter than Caucasians.

The other looked to be in his forties, shorter, with a sallow complexion that is normal for middle-aged people, with thick glasses with metal frames, and through the lenses, the eyelids drooped down the eyes with a slight cloudiness, and he looked unrefreshed.

"You're the classmate you told the principal, what's your name?" The white-skinned teacher, who looked to be about thirty, asked as he pulled out a small stack of registration forms from the drawer, stopped his pen on the registration form, and asked with a voice like ice, and no expression on his face.

"Ning Qiao!"

After asking for a series of information that needs to be recorded for registration, and paying the registration fee, I received the book on the spot.

The white-skinned teacher stood up, pushed open the table by the office door, and took us to check in for accommodation.

As soon as he came out, he immediately confirmed my previous suspicions.

He was really not tall, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a pair of ordinary black suit pants, a pair of black leather shoes, and a black umbrella in his hand.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the accommodation." The white-skinned teacher said as he walked up the stairs.

"Hey, okay." Mom took me by the hand.

As soon as I got out of the stairs, I heard the loud rattle again, and looked up at the wall in front of me, where the great man's aphorism hung on it, and the red paper was gone. And on the ground lay a few paper balls quietly.

The red paper has been torn up, so what is it that is constantly rummaging around now?

I was stunned for a moment, and the white-skinned teacher who was walking in front suddenly stopped, also looked at the red paper ball on the ground, and then turned his head and said, "What are you looking at, hurry up." ”

After that, the white-skinned teacher opened the big black umbrella in his hand, and a second before stepping into the sun, he covered the whole person in the shadow of the big black umbrella.

The school does not have a separate dormitory building, but in the seven-story building, there are four floors at the bottom, the first and third floors are for girls, and the second and fourth floors are for men. Due to the topography, the first and second floors are almost like basements, the ground of the first floor is level with the school gate, the third floor is flush with the foundation of another school building, and the playground is just halfway between the third floor and the first floor of another school building.

To enter and exit the dormitory, you must first pass through the security office on the first floor next to the school gate, and you must go there to check in for accommodation.

When he was about to get to the security office, Mr. Yang pursed his lips, frowned slightly, and quickly put away the big black umbrella on his head, letting the sun fall on his pale skin, making his snow-like skin even more crystal clear.

But soon, a light layer of powder seemed to appear around his bare skin, and at the same time, there seemed to be a trace of unreal smoke that was almost invisible, and he looked in a trance, as if this person was melting in the sun......

What's wrong with this? From the moment I saw his unusually white skin, I began to wonder if this teacher's body was not normal, and later seeing him with a big black umbrella confirmed my thoughts, sure enough, I can't bask in the sun.

His symptoms are very similar to that of an albinist, but apparently he is not, because his hair and eyebrows are black, and besides, albinos are not afraid of the sun to such an extent, I can't help but be curious, but it's not good to stare at people all the time, which is extremely rude.

When he came to the guard, there was a shadow area outside the door, and after the white-skinned teacher walked in three steps and two steps, the light pink on his body faded at a visible speed like a trick.

He looked towards the security room, and I also looked over, and there was an uncle sitting in about forty years in the security room, full of energy and smiling. The uncle's eyebrows are hard, but there are three vertical folds between the eyebrows, and there is a vicious aura between the eyebrows, even if he is smiling, he doesn't look angry.

I once heard my master mention that generally such people are not good at stubble, they must have been stained with blood when they are alive, and if they die with resentment, they must also be big ghosts, and if they lack righteousness, they will easily become fierce ghosts.

Fierce ghosts, unlike ordinary ghosts, this kind of ghosts are specialized in harvesting human lives.

"Just signed up." The uncle sat on the chair and said hello with a smile without moving.

The white-skinned Teacher Yang had a rare smile on his face, and there was a slight flattering taste in the smile, and said: "Yes, yes, I said hello to the principal, I have already brought the person here, Teacher Huang is still waiting for me, Uncle He, I will go back first......"

"Let's go, find a time another day, Uncle invites you to rub it, let's do a good job." Uncle said heartily.

The white-skinned teacher walked a few steps and turned around and said, "Okay, I'll invite Uncle He when the time comes." After speaking, he smiled at the uncle of the security department, waved his hand again, and left quickly......