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Chapter 4: The Spinning Top

The blackboard finally read, "The exam is over." All those who pass are free to speak and act! Zhou Ping sighed in his heart, it's finally over. But no one has dared to stand up or move around yet. They're scared!

It is worthy of Chen Ji, a sports commissioner, who stood up first and patted Zhou Ping's shoulder to express his gratitude. This is a testament to the fact that everyone is truly free. Some people lay on the table gasping for air, some people stood up and kept screaming, and the depression just now was released at once.

Chen Ji said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, Zhou Yiping, your prompt enlightened everyone." Saved me even more. Let's get out of here! ”

Zhou Yiping was worshiped as a hero by everyone at this time. Especially the students in the back row who didn't get the exam papers before. The former estrangement and hostility are gone. For the first time, Zhou Yiping felt a feeling that he had never felt before, and it slowly surfaced in his heart. And that feeling was now interrupted by an exclamation!

"The door won't open yet!" It was a group of Zhang Kuang shouting. The sound of electricity on the wall was indeed gone, but why wouldn't the door open? Everyone started to get nervous again. Everyone crowded to the front door.

It was only a matter of seconds before everyone put Monday on the back burner. Sure enough, it's all hypocritical thanks. Zhou Yiping thought that he was too naïve. When you go out, you will think of yourself as a transparent person again. Zhou Yiping suddenly saw that only Chen Ji was still standing beside him, frowning and looking at the movement in the classroom.

Now some tall students are banging on the door with their bodies. But it didn't move. The back door is the same, even Zhang Kuang desperately used a chair to smash the glass, but there was no crack at all. Inferior window panes that used to shatter at the touch of a touch now look as strong as burglar-proof glass.

Zhou Yiping knew that this qiē would not end so easily. 'Boom, boom', a one-man tall spinning top suddenly appeared in the corner of the classroom. The ten surviving people were all concentrated on the glass and the front and rear doors, and no one could see how such a huge spinning top could appear in the corner of the wall on the other side.

Because the spinning top rotated faster and faster, it rolled up the tables and chairs that touched it behind it, and the wooden remains hit everyone's bodies.

"Everybody, lie down." I don't know who shouted.

But it's too late! Zhang Kuang had already been hit in the head by a half-broken table leg. Immediately, the blood flowed like a column.

Zhou Yiping also saw that he was a beat slower, and something was also scraped by the rotating centrifugal force. Fortunately, the shrewd Chen Ji stood in front of him.

"Are you alright?" Chen Ji asked.

"Ahh It's okay. Do you have a hand injury? Zhou Yiping didn't know why Chen Ji did this.

It turned out to be a pencil sharpener knife in the back that flew over and cut Chen Ji's left hand. It's not a big deal.

"Look at the blackboard is gone," shouted someone lying on the ground in the first row.

Chen Ji and Zhou Yiping both hid behind their desks. Chen Ji was still wary of the movement of the spinning top behind him. Now it's just a whirlwind blowing. Despite the intense rotation, it seems that the top has not left that position at all.

And Zhou Yiping is more interested in the new movement on the blackboard. After all, the hint will only appear on the blackboard. Now literally all the fonts are gone. Instead, there is a green line that divides the blackboard from left to right! This green line reminded Zhou Yiping of the electrocardiogram in the hospital, which is like this when a person dies completely.

"Congratulations to the surviving students. Now the key to the front door is somewhere in this classroom. If you get the key, you can leave the classroom! Good luck to all! "A very sharp voice, like it wasn't made by humans. Coming from inside the blackboard. As the sound went higher and lower, the green line fluctuated. It turned out to be an audio.

"Who is this man? Have you been spying on us? It was Zhang Feng who spoke. Now there are no tables and chairs next to the top, and everyone is standing up. The twenty-three-year-old seemed to be mentally at its limit. Pounding the blackboard desperately.

"It's useless! Zhang Feng calmed down. "It's Chen Ji who speaks!

"I want you to take care of Lao Tzu! Die! Zhang Feng has long been unhappy with this sports committee, he is younger than himself, and he always takes care of himself when he takes physical education class.

Zhang Feng casually picked up a handful of ring rulers and threw them at Chen Ji. Chen Jiyi lowered his head to avoid it, and just hit the high-spinning spinning top behind him. 'Brush' a few times, and the ring ruler came back. Li Xiang, a labor commissioner, couldn't dodge and was shot, and like Zhang Kuang, he was seen in the head.

Zhang Feng was dumbfounded when he saw that he had killed an innocent person. Although he is a repeater, although he has no intention of killing people. But after all, he killed someone. Zhang Feng felt as if he had been immobilized, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move in place.

The timid girl Zhao Qianqian cried: "Please, stop it." Let this qiē be over. Woowoo woo ......"

If they could all say that this qiē is over, there would not be so many tragedies.

Another girl, Gu Ning, walked up to Zhao Qianqian, hugged her and comforted her. Gu Ning is a rich second generation, but his parents are busy with work and will always go abroad to live for a few months. So Gu Ning could only play with his cousin. The cousin is a timid and crying child, and Gu Ning has naturally cultivated a motherhood to take care of others since he was a child.

But she had never seen such a bloody scene, starting with the tragic death of the teacher. Then came the exam, and although the people disappeared one by one, there was no bloody scene. Gu Ning felt a little better. But the blood splash of Sun Kuang and Li Xiang just now made her almost collapse. But there are only two girls here, herself and Zhao Qianqian. Gu Ning could only endure his fear and comfort others.

And at this time, the gyroscope made a buzzing sound. The degree keeps decreasing. Finally stopped. There was a 'snap' on the blackboard, and the green line disappeared. It's like a computer being unplugged. Is it really like Zhao Qianqian said that all the qiē is over?

Zhang Feng looked at the corpse on the ground with regret at this time, and the other boys hid beside Zhou Yiping and Chen Ji. Zhou Yiping stared at the top that stopped in front of him, and now there was a small transparent window in the middle of the top, and there was something swinging behind the small window!

"Look! There's something inside! Zhou Ping shouted first.

"Is it the key?" It was Baozi who spoke, and the perfect Catholic said happily: "It must be the hope that God has left us!" "But everyone could see that all around the top were like knives. Although this one-person high spinning top is now in a static state, the length of the arm is not enough to reach out and open the small window.

At least if you get closer to those knife-like structures, the horizontal radius of the gyroscope is more than a meter. No one's hand is more than a meter long. What's more, the spinning top doesn't spin or fall down, and it's even more disturbing to stand so weirdly upright.

"I'm coming!" It was Zhang Feng who spoke, a twenty-three-year-old student with longer arms than usual. It's even longer than an adult, so it's nicknamed 'gibbon' when he plays basketball.

Zhang Feng is atoning for his sins, everyone can see it. He must have felt guilty for killing his classmate Li Xiang by mistake just now. Although he is a repeater, Zhang Feng has never thought about killing his classmates. Before, he was just fighting with Chen Ji. He didn't want anyone to actually die.

Zhou Yiping knew that Zhang Feng, a repeater, was actually the same as himself, and no one wanted to pay attention to him. There are rumors that he has a relationship with some bad teenagers outside, and some people even say that he is from the underworld.

In addition to sometimes playing basketball with the teacher, or playing with him when the previous graduates return to school. The rest of the time, Zhang Feng sat alone on the roof of the building, whether it was eating or taking a break between classes. These things are not the result of Zhou Yiping's deliberate observation of Zhang Feng, but that Zhou Yiping, an introverted person, likes to observe the actions of everyone in his class or even the class next door when he is bored. Zhou Yiping hated the world, but before his father died, he cherished every minute and second at school more. Experience school life more seriously than anyone else.

Now Zhang Feng is getting closer to the top step by step, and no one is stopping him! If only he could remove the key behind the small window. Then you can be a hero like Zhou Yiping. Zhang Feng knew that Zhou Yiping was also unpopular, and he was like an invisible person, just because of his actions just now. He was worshiped as a hero. And a twenty-three-year-old is the age at which he wants to be worshipped. He wanted to feel like he was in the limelight.

Although it is not much attention now, at least the other seven people who are alive are staring at him intently, staring at his right hand that is about to be outstretched!

Zhang Feng's right arm moved forward slowly, because the small window was only the size of a fist, and it was in the middle of the top. Zhang Feng had to bend his knees slightly, stretch his legs forward, and tilt his neck back as much as possible.

A blade of a centimeter away would have been against his neck. And his middle finger had touched the transparent window. Everyone was holding their breath at this point. The classroom was eerily quiet. A tiny slit peeks out on the right side of the small window.

"Buzz, buzz, bum," an eerie voice came from the blackboard behind everyone.

"Not good!" Monday's ominous premonition came again, "Come back, Zhang Feng!" ”

It was already late, and it took only two seconds for the gyroscope to go from forbidden to high spin. Zhang Feng's arm was cut into pieces, and flesh and blood were scattered in the air. Everyone hid under the table, including Chen Ji. The bun prayed under the table. At this time, Zhou Yiping still looked at the front intently.

Now that the top has become bigger, he has cut off Zhang Feng's neck, although there are still some broken threads in the back, but the inertia of the top throwing Zhang Feng's head has reversed it one hundred and eighty degrees. Zhang Feng, who had his back to Zhou Ping, was now hanging upside down on his back. His eyes were full of surprise. Blood spilled like a fountain directly onto the ceiling.

Stay tuned for Chapter 5 "Trust"