God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

The dormitory is surrounded by endless gray fog. They are sticky together, undulating against the wall, and swimming unconsciously.

in the dormitory.

Yang Jingshu squatted in front of the bed, stretched out her hand to place the contents of the simple cardboard box on the bed, frowning.

A half-smoked cigarette butt, an unknown paper ball wrapped in toilet paper, a tea drain with tea leaves stuck in the thermos cup, some waste paper with music scores written on it, and even a yellowed shirt...

No matter how you look at it, it's a pile of garbage that no one wants.

But how could the garbage be hidden so carefully?

Unless someone collects it intentionally.

It looks like these things belong to the same person.

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds, then took the lead in picking up the papers filled with scores, looked at them for a few times, and then put them down.

Mad, she doesn't understand at all.

The barrage was full of joy at this time:

[Hahaha, I laughed to death. I remember that Yang Da was in the action team, right? 】

[What you said above is correct, the action team only knows weapons and cannot understand these at all...]

[What to do with these scores? 】

[I don’t know, but I guess these scores are useless. They are probably just to promote the plot...]

Yang Jingshu pinched her sore eyebrows, and the transformed iron hook in her left hand made a clattering sound, directly pulling the gray student ghosts trapped together.

"Come and see what these are."

Yang Jingshu said.

The ghosts of boys who were in a state of chaos just a second ago lowered their heads in confusion, and happened to face the various items scattered on the bed.

One of the boys was the first to see the flattened papers, and his eyes were fixed on the faint handwriting.

"This is... Teacher Liang's."

The boy said softly, and the anger around him became lighter when he mentioned Teacher Liang: "This belongs to Teacher Liang."

Teacher Liang?

Yang Jingshu raised her eyebrows, lowered her head and took out the music scores and handed them to the boy: "Who is Teacher Liang?"

There are actually teachers in this garbage place?

Mentioning Teacher Liang, the boys gushed: "Teacher Liang is our new piano teacher. He is so kind. He never beats or scolds us. He even said he would take us to escape..."

Yang Jingshu did not interrupt the boy. She looked at the things on the bed and suddenly thought of a question.

The bed belonged to Zhou Zeng, and the things hidden by Zhou Zeng belonged to Teacher Liang. Zhou Zeng also said that the identity given to him by Zhou Zeng was that he came to Fengze College to find his first love...

Among the three, the clues are connected together like a chain.

The boy was still saying: "But we still didn't escape."

His tone began to become lower: "Teacher Liang is also missing."

When the temperature in the dormitory showed a downward trend again, Yang Jingshu stood up and opened the ball of paper rolled into a circle under the gaze of several gray and white ghosts of students.

A ball of white-gray sticky substance is stuck to the paper towel. It looks like chewed gum. There is also a one-inch photo with a blue background in the middle. In the photo, the man's face cannot be seen clearly, and his face is covered with sticky substance. Yeah, it looks a little disgusting.

Even Yang Jingshu couldn't help but feel the urge to retching: "..."

Even if it was human flesh and blood and internal organs, Yang Jingshu could bear it, but just thinking about this thing in front of her made her stomach churn and feel uncomfortable.

Although according to time, this piece of chewed gum has definitely hardened, and now it is just soft due to the alienation of the copy, the degree of disgusting is not reduced.

Yang Jingshu threw the paper ball away, took a deep breath, and waved to the ghostly students who were cuffed together behind her.

"Forget it, I'll leave first, you can slowly recall the past."

After saying that, Yang Jingshu directly opened the dormitory door and walked out. While extending her left hand infinitely, she released her iron claws. The bodies of the ghostly students who were crowded together instantly relaxed and floated in the air.

By the time they reacted, the dormitory door had been closed with a bang.

Student ghost: "..."

"Is she a woman?"

"probably……"

"If it's a girl, will it grow too tall?"

One of the students was silent for a few seconds: "Can girls grow to 1.9 meters now?"

Another ghost huddled in the corner raised his hand silently: "...I'm close...she still has muscles...I saw..."

……

Yang Jingshu didn't hear the discussion behind her about her height and muscles. After confirming that there were no clues in the dormitory building, Yang Jingshu quickly went downstairs and prepared to go to the teaching building to meet with the remaining novice anchors.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, Yang Jingshu saw a figure in the gray mist not far away.

The figure does not look tall, roughly estimated to be around 173. He is well-proportioned and even a little thin, and his face cannot be seen clearly.

Yang Jingshu's newly recovered left hand turned into an iron claw again.

No one dares to take this situation lightly during this time period.

The figure in the gray mist seemed to have also seen her, hesitantly stopped in place, and walked over after a few seconds.

Yang Jingshu was stunned.

The young man approaching was beautiful, with almost cold-white skin. In some places, you could even see looming blue-purple blood vessels. However, his lips were very bright, and paired with those light-colored eyes like glass, he looked so harmless that it was shocking. .

But Yang Jingshu reacted quickly, her left hand quickly turned into an ordinary hand, and her surprise suddenly disappeared.

He Ziyun was also a little surprised when he saw Yang Jingshu. Unlike Yang Jingshu, who had never seen him, He Ziyun had seen her too many times.

There is overwhelming publicity in the main city, photos of Yang Jingshu can be seen everywhere, and there are countless rumors about this high-end female alpha on the Internet.

The most popular thing is the character of this female alpha, which may be because she comes from a military family. Compared with ordinary alpha senior anchors, Yang Jingshu is still very friendly to novice anchors.

At least if you see someone you can help, you will help.

This also made He Ziyun relax a little briefly. It was undeniable that He Ziyun was quite happy to meet Yang Jingshu for the first time.

At least there is an idea for dialogue.

Thinking of this, He Ziyun showed a smile and anxiety on his face: "You, who are you?"

Yang Jingshu was silent for a moment, she really didn't know what to say to this face.

Perhaps sensing Yang Jingshu's vigilance, the young man smiled bitterly, "I understand, you are trapped here too, right?"

"Fengze has trapped many, many people like you."

Yang Jingshu: "What do you mean?"

She hesitated for a few seconds, then said: "Are you a teacher in this college?"

It seemed that the teacher in the photo had a similar hairstyle to the young man in front of her, but the face in the photo was blurred and she couldn't see it clearly.

The young man in front of him nodded shyly: "If you can count those who have not passed the internship period, then I should indeed be Fengze's teacher."

The young man pursed his lips and smiled: "If you don't mind, just call me Liang An."