Horror game: Help the ghosts make choices at the beginning

When Jiang Ye returned to the security booth, besides Shen Rang, there were three more figures at the door.

One tall and two short.

"Good afternoon, big brother."

Jingjing put on a clean green skirt, hugged her rag doll, and said hello to Jiang Ye.

In his arms, the big blue eyes of the rag doll looked at him unblinkingly.

Next to Jingjing, there is the floating ghost head, and the friend it attracted, the silent young man.

Neither ghost spoke.

The young man remained silent as always, while the ghost head quickly scanned Jiang Ye's body the moment he appeared.

Finally, it stopped at the black bag in Jiang Ye's hand.

It's like a dog that doesn't move its eyes after seeing a bone.

"Yeah. Good afternoon."

Jiang Ye nodded to Jingjing, "There are still a few minutes until five o'clock. Let's wait for the other four classmates."

Jingjing said obediently: "Okay."

Her mother said that she should learn from her big brother.

Big brother knows many things.

Not only can he save his mother, but he can also make delicious food.

Even if her mother doesn't tell her, she will learn it hard.

God knows how profound a bowl of broth is for a little girl who hasn't had a full meal in a long time.

Especially, it's so delicious.

Probably because the temptation of delicious food was too great, before five o'clock, the other four students who had signed up earlier also arrived one after another.

An uncle with a stubble, a short-haired female ghost, a dwarf kid, and an old man who calls himself the "chess king".

Jiang Ye called their names and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's go to another room for class."

He was about to get the blackboard, but found that Shen Rang had already moved it first.

"Let's go." Shen Rang said and took the lead in walking forward.

He took big steps and soon passed through the white mist.

Seeing this, Jiang Ye locked the door of the security booth and followed with the students.

The spare office Shen Rang mentioned was diagonally opposite the one they used.

Because it has not been used for a long time, it has accumulated a lot of dust.

The lights also flickered.

But at any rate, the tables and chairs are good.

Jiang Ye greeted: "Today is the first day. Everyone chooses a place and cleans it up. It will be a fixed place from now on."

"I have to clean up during class..."

The dwarf kid muttered, but still took the handkerchief and wiped it casually.

"It's not clean, it's good. Why are you cleaning it so clean?"

The old chess king directly chose a position and sat down.

The bearded uncle wiped it perfunctorily and prepared to sit down, but was disgusted by the short-haired female ghost he pulled over.

"It's so dirty. If you don't wipe it, I'll wipe it. Get out of the way."

The short-haired female ghost was disgusted and wiped both of their positions clean.

On the other side, Jingjing saw that everyone was taller than herself, so she chose a seat in the front row and sat down.

Together with the ghost Guitou and the silent young man, they quietly cleaned the house.

Where is Jiang Ye?

He stepped on the desk and repaired the flickering lights on the ceiling.

Otherwise, there will always be pale grimaces printed on the glass windows.

It is easy to affect the class.

During the repair process, Jiang Ye clearly felt a force competing against him.

Then, he forcibly "corrected" it.

After reinstalling it, the light finally stopped flashing.

The pale faces that flashed on the glass windows from time to time finally disappeared.

Jiang Ye got off the table with satisfaction and took the blackboard and chalk to the left side of the office.

Just wait for everyone to finish cleaning before class starts.

Doorway,

Shen Rang, the newly appointed dean, felt a little uncomfortable looking at the scene in the classroom.

He has lived in a community before and knows a little about real estate.

But teaching is different. He himself has no education, but now he is a dean.

He felt dazed just thinking about it.

But Jiang Ye said that he doesn't need to take care of the teaching, he can take care of the discipline.

For example, students skip class, someone disrupts class, etc.

This is easy to say.

He has been in Chongyang Community for a while, and he still has some face and strength.

He had been preparing since it was approaching five o'clock.

His cheeks were tense, and he was thinking in his heart:

What should you do if you encounter a student skipping class? If you encounter someone causing trouble, throw them out?

As a result, none of the imagined pictures appeared.

Because the office was dirty, these ghosts actually started cleaning it with handkerchiefs.

After cleaning, no matter what expression on his face, he sat down properly.

Looking at Jiang Ye... and the black bag in his hand.

What's in there?

Shen Rang couldn't help but be curious, what could make these guys obedient?

He looked at the bag and couldn't see anything.

and……

Shen Rang took another look at the seven "students" in the classroom.

I thought that the students were all children whose parents rarely looked after them, but... why were six of the seven adults adults?

The age gap is too big, how to teach? What to teach?

……

Looking out from the side of the classroom glass window, there is a row of black trees.

The branches and leaves are withered, making it even more desolate in the slightly dim sky and hazy white mist.

When the lights in the "classroom" turn on,

A figure slipped over quietly.

Facing the direction of the classroom, I found a good angle and hid it.

What do you want to teach me?

This is something Yang Zhuo has always been curious about.

The things learned about ghosts must also be related to the world of horror.

If he secretly learns something, he might be able to put it to use.

While studying secretly, I can also watch what is going on in the classroom.

If get out of class is over, he will sneak away immediately.

To avoid running into those ghosts.

……

"Are classes finally going to start? (p≧w≦q)"

"Come on, come on, the bench is ready and the notebook is ready."

In the live broadcast room, fans kept scrolling through the camera.

Zoom in, zoom in, zoom in again.

Although it was not very clear, fortunately Yang Zhuo was not far away and could still see clearly.

The ghosts take the ghosts' lessons, and they listen to their lessons.

Don't interfere with each other, very nice.

"Is the first class of You Heng arrived?"

"arrive."

“It’s +46.”

"Actually, I've always been strange. When I was at Hongyue Middle School, didn't there a student who disliked Brother Ye very much? Why did he still graduate?"

I obviously didn’t pay much attention during class.

He was the first to rush out of the classroom after class, and he always looked at Jiang Ye with an expression of 'I want to take revenge on you'.

He doesn't look like a top student or anything.

How did you successfully graduate in the end?

"You don't understand, this is the charm of Brother Ye."

“Ten Unsolved Mysteries of Teaching.”

"Donor, you are careless! Some people don't learn on the surface, but in fact they are secretly learning."

……