In Han Siyu's "Song of the Self (Harmonious) Killer", Zhao Huanshu read these sentences: "The wood is long, the corpse is stiff; Under the door, the ashes are raised; Hate Jiuquan, it's hard to sue for grievances......"

This poem Zhao Huanshu quickly found out that something was wrong, its sentence is actually an anagram, "Jiaomu Chang", which is the word "principal", "to the door", is a "room" word, if you look at it together, it is what Han Siyu experienced in the principal's office, but there was nowhere to shout injustice, and finally chose to commit suicide.

Since this poem is already the last article of "The Sea and the Sky", after Zhao Huanshu finished reading it, the green incense in front of Qiao Kun's tablet also happened to burn out, and he looked at the time on his phone: 4:00 on August 28.

"Another place related to Han Siyu is the principal's office, that's right, I always think that there is something ...... behind that fat-headed and big-eared guy" Zhao Huanshu picked up his mobile phone and got up, deciding to go to school again before dawn, Wei Shanfeng's yin ghost should be wandering near the principal's office.

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At the same time, the first middle school of the city.

The principal's office is located on the top floor of the teacher's office area at the very back of the teaching building, and the sound of overlapping footsteps gradually sounded on the stairs at the end of the dark and empty corridor.

Then, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at the top of the stairs and walked quickly to the door of the headmaster's office.

The tall figure opened the door, and three seconds after the two entered the headmaster's room, the room lit up dimly.

In the large principal's room, the lamp on the desk glowed with a limited white light, and a middle-aged man in a bald suit with a fat body and a strange smile on his face sat back in an office leather chair behind the desk.

In front of the middle-aged, there is a girl who has two hands pinched together, her head is bowed, and she is wearing a blue and white school uniform, the girl is not tall, less than one meter six, but she looks extremely petite and lovely, her soft hair is tied up from the back of her head into a ponytail, and a pair of big watery eyes look left and right under the curved willow eyebrows, her pink lips are slightly opened, she wants to speak and stop, her tangled and sad face is like a dark cloud covering the moon, and while breathing rapidly, her slightly bulging chest is up and down.

"Headmaster......" The girl spoke, her voice full of sadness and helplessness: "What you promised me, is it true?" ”

The middle-aged man admired the girl's worried expression, grinning his mouth full of yellow teeth, and his voice was hoarse because of the phlegm in his throat: "Xiaolan, when did I lie to you?" Didn't you get the provincial outstanding student last time? ”

The middle-aged man leaning on the chair moved his body forward, his legs leaning on the ground in a "figure eight" shape, and pulled the girl's hand with a smile: "Come, squat in front of me......"

"Don't do this, Headmaster." The girl shook off her middle-aged hand and took a step back, shaking her head with difficulty: "I, I ......"

"Zheng Xiulan, cough, vomit!" The principal's voice sank, spat on the ground, narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Don't forget, who gave you a scholarship to treat your mother's illness, next year's college entrance examination, the guaranteed quota of our school's key universities, the decision is in my hands, you also want to go to a good university, and you will have a good income in the future, so that your sick mother can live a better life, right?" ”

Then, the middle-aged principal's cold face turned into a playful smile, and he picked his index finger at Zheng Xiulan: "Come, come and squat......"

"Headmaster, I'm ......"

"You can't get through?!"

"I ...... Don't be like this, I will return the scholarship you gave me, I don't want the quota, I will work hard myself. ”

The middle-aged smile immediately put away, and his eyes became cold: "Lao Tzu will say it again, come here." ”

"Headmaster, if you do this again, I'll call the police!"

"Hahaha! Alarm?! The principal took out a stack of photos from his pocket and threw them on the ground: "You report!" Before that, I not only announced your shameless things, but also sent a copy to your mother, hehe, do you think her seriously ill body, will she be 'forever free' when she sees this? ”

"No!" Zheng Xiulan's pink fist was clenched tightly, Chu Chu's pitiful eyes were a little red, her steps were very stiff, and she had to move towards the middle-aged man in front of her: "I...... I know, I listen to you, don't send the picture to my mother. ”

"Hehe, then it depends on your performance." The headmaster loosened his trouser belt and leaned back in his chair.

As soon as Zheng Xiulan came to the office chair, the middle-aged principal grabbed her hair and pulled it down, and the girl screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man bent over, and the girl's head pressed the wooden floor: "Lick the phlegm that Lao Tzu spit on, and then ...... it with your mouth"

The headmaster's usual unsmiling face had been distorted to the extreme at the moment, and the smile made the fat on both sides of his cheeks pile up, forming lines one by one.

The middle-aged man looked at the female student struggling in his hands, and the more he looked at it, the louder the laughter became, and he was ecstatic: This baby has to be trained well, it's just ...... Han Siyu last time, tsk, why did she jump off the building; I heard that she has a collection of essays, and I don't know if there is anything superfluous in it......

The principal continued to press Zheng Xiulan, and continued to think in his heart: That anthology is most likely to be in the dormitory now, although the dormitory manager will not let anyone in...... No, that thing has to be found before school starts!

Knock, knock, knock......

There was a knock on the door, and calm immediately returned to the headmaster's room.

"Who, who, I'm sorting out the materials for the speech at the school meeting, I'm not available!" The middle-aged principal patted Zheng Xiulan's face and looked at the photos on the ground.

Zheng Xiulan gritted her teeth, put away the photo and hid under the desk.

The knocking on the door stopped, and the middle-aged principal pricked up his ears to hear the sound of "knock, knock" in the corridor.

The middle-aged man exhaled and moved his legs while bringing the chair close to the desk, Zheng Xiulan knew that she would not be able to escape this catastrophe...... Her face was already full of tears, and she clenched her fists and slowly crawled under the chair.

Knock knock!!

The knock on the door again was like thunder, which frightened the middle-aged man to jump up from his chair, and walked towards the door while tightening his trouser belt: "Who! Didn't you hear me when I said it in the office? ”

Crunch.

The middle-aged man strode up to the door and opened it: there was nothing in the dark hallway outside......

"Who!" The middle-aged man shouted suspiciously, and his voice echoed in the empty teaching building.

Boom!

Boom......

The moment the middle-aged man closed the door, because the door was too loud, he didn't hear the faint thud of the crutches on the ground, which sounded from Zheng Xiulan's position under the desk.

Knock, knock, knock.

The wooden floor under the desk rang loudly again as the headmaster turned around angrily.

"What are you knocking on the floor for!" Unaware, the headmaster strode towards his desk.

At the same time, the lamp on the table suddenly made a "sizzling" sound, followed by a flickering sound, and the headmaster's room became bright and dark.

Just as the headmaster approached the table with a smile, a person suddenly stood up behind the table!

The middle-aged man was shocked for a moment and scolded: "Who told you to stand up, get down for Lao Tzu!" ”

"Headmaster, do you like me?" Zheng Xiulan stood stunned, and while facing away from the principal, a sweet voice came out of her mouth.

The middle-aged man was tickled by Zheng Xiulan's crispy voice, and giggled: "I like it, of course I like it!" Xiaolan, you're right for this enlightenment, be gentle with me, let's take what we need and cooperate happily! ”

Zheng Xiulan did not answer the middle-aged question, and continued to slow down: "If ......"

Zheng Xiulan turned around slowly, and her paper-white face could be vaguely seen.

"I've become like this......"

The girl continued to turn her body.

"Do you still like me?"

Yes!!!!!!

In the dark night of the school building, a hysterical scream suddenly sounded.