Ling Bai walked to the school gate, and the two were gone.

At noon, students either rest in the dormitory or eat in the cafeteria, and there is not even a figure in the aisles of the campus.

"What for?"

He turned around and looked at the guard room, and couldn't help but be stunned, "Teacher Zhong?"

There was an old man sitting in front of the desk in the guard room with a lunch box, he saw Ling Bai call out his surname, he immediately put down the lunch box, and stared at Ling Bai's face in confusion, "Who are you?"

"Ling Bai, Ling Bai of Class 1 of Class 05, the one with the most accurate three points in the school team. ”

The old man suddenly seemed to think about it, and pointed at Ling Bai and said: "I remember you kid, don't put gold on your face, as soon as someone blocked outside the three-point line, he was cut off in a hurry, and his scoring ability under the basket was poor, and he was so tall and blind with a three-point hand." ”

"You remember it very well. Ling Bai's face flushed and he muttered quietly.

"What are you doing sneakily at the school gate?" Teacher Zhong glared at him and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Remembering my alma mater. Ling Bai grinned, almost, "It stands to reason that you're not retired, why did you become a doorman?"

"Remembering your alma mater, are you missing those female students who were crazy about chasing you at the beginning?" Teacher Zhong snorted coldly and said lightly: "I have been a physical education teacher in school for most of my life, and I have no children or daughters, and I am reluctant to leave after retirement, so I simply begged the principal for a favor and stayed here to watch these monkey children." ”

Ling Bai glanced at the lunch box on the table, which was full of soup and water from green vegetables and radishes, and couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

"Then I'll have to come to see you more often in the future. ”

"What's so nice about my bad old man, you should have graduated from college, right? Hurry up and find a good job to do, save money to marry a daughter-in-law, it's not good to be a bachelor when you're old." Teacher Zhong admonished bitterly. That's his personal experience.

"By the way, do you know the middle-aged man with glasses standing at the door just now?" Ling Bai pretended not to hear, pretending to be stupid and devastated to open the topic.

That's Teacher Wang from our school, the head teacher of the first class of junior high school. Teacher Zhong asked with a glare.

"Do you know where Mr. Wang lives?"

Teacher Zhong glanced at Ling Bai suspiciously, obviously thinking that he had asked too much.

"Teacher Zhong, don't get me wrong, I'm your student, don't you know anything about morality?" Ling Bai smiled slightly: "One of my cousins has very poor grades, and I heard that there is a teacher Wang in the school who is very responsible for students, so I wanted to come over and inquire." ”

Teacher Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, "He lives in the staff dormitory, 404 in Building 2. ”

"The food doesn't taste good when it's cold, so I'll go in first. Ling Bai put the cigarette he had only smoked two on the table and quickly slipped into the school.

"Hey, boy, I didn't say let you in. Teacher Zhong looked at Ling Bai's figure like the wind with a smile, sat down and picked up the cigarette case, and sighed in a low voice: "Principal, I'm very sorry, I'm old, I really didn't put it in on purpose, that kid is like a rabbit." ”

Passing through the school's tree-lined avenue, you will see a basketball court.

The equipment of the stadium is still the same when he was in school, and after so many years, it has long been damaged. One of the bodies even fell off the frame.

1st Teaching, 2nd Teaching, Chemistry Laboratory, Playground..... I took a cursory look at the school. He walked over to two dilapidated staff dormitories.

The dormitory is close to the back hill of the school, each building has only five floors, and standing above the third floor can see the Zhangjiang behind the school clearly.

When he was in school, Ling Bai heard from his father's generation that the mountain behind the middle school was the place where prisoners were shot in the past, commonly known as "Shooting Target Ridge". At that time, they were in their youth, and they were influenced by socialist ideology since childhood, and they did not believe in cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods at all. changed the way to climb over the fence and play in the back mountain, and finally accidentally knocked down and freed up some white bones.

At that time, they were scared and urinated, and when they came home, they had a nightmare for a week, and drank several bowls of their own boy urine later.

Ling Bai was familiar with the road, crossed the trail, and walked to the entrance of Building 2.

There was no curfew in the staff dormitory, and he walked up with a slight hesitation.

went up to the fourth floor, found 404, and Ling Bai knocked on the door.

The yellow voice-activated lights overhead lit up, and the dark corridor lit up instantly.

No one answered.

"Aren't you there?" Ling Bai frowned slightly, turned around and prepared to leave.

After taking two steps, he suddenly heard the sound of sparse footsteps, the movement was small, but it was indeed coming from 404.

Turning back to the door, the footsteps stopped.

Ling Bai leaned in front of the cat's eyes, and a bloodshot eye was staring at him quietly.

Squeak.

The door opened.

Teacher Wang showed half of his body in surprise, and said in confusion: "Boss Ling, are you ...... How did you get here?"

Ling Bai glanced at the wrinkled shirt on his body, revealing a hint of a smile, "That's the case, Mr. Wang, I want to talk to you about the transfer of the flower shop, do you think it's convenient to talk?"

"Don't think about it, I'm going to rest, thank you. Teacher Wang said that he was about to close the door.

"Let's talk about it, I can give you a very good price. Ling Bai stretched out his foot against the crack in the door, and squeezed in without saying anything.

Teacher Wang took two steps back, looked at Ling Bai who was walking straight to the living room, and said in a cold voice: "Boss Ling, I said I won't think about it, I need to rest at noon, please go out, otherwise I will call the police." ”

"Call the police?" Ling Bai glanced at him deeply, looking up and down the surrounding environment.

The dormitory is allocated to a standard one-bedroom, one-living room and one-bathroom layout. In the living room, there is a gray fabric sofa, and in front of the sofa is a long table, on which is a set of ceramic tea sets made in Jingdezhen.

Ling Bai sat down and said to himself, "Teacher Wang likes green tea?" or is it ........ Flower tea?" he picked up a carnation on the table and looked at Teacher Wang with a calm face.

"Boss Ling, what do you want to do? If you're here to chat, please forgive me for not having time to accompany you. I still have classes in the afternoon. He straightened the collar of his shirt and gestured to pull out his phone.

"Take a look and take a look. Ling Bai got up and walked to the bedroom, "I saw you with a female student at the door just now, what about her?"

"Who allowed you to enter my bedroom?" Teacher Wang put his hand on Ling Bai's shoulder and said angrily.

The bedroom has no door, and the furnishings inside are simple, all bookshelves full of books. By the window was a desk, also piled high with books. The quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and it was obvious that he was a man who paid attention to details. Ling Bai stood in front of the bedroom, glanced at it roughly, his eyes stopped under the bed and under the pink silk quilt, and sighed: "It is worthy of being a Chinese teacher." Mr. Wang, you like to read very much, what major did you study in college? Chinese language and literature?"