haunted pillow

At first, Wu Xiao thought that someone would find her missing and come to her, but no one came at all. Then Wu Xiao realized that the teachers told her that Class Nine did not exist. Could it be that she was the only one in this class? can see?If so, where should they go to find her?

Wu Xiao became more and more desperate, feeling hopeless. She didn't even know how long she had been trapped here, and she had no concept of time. She only knew that if this continued, she would be slowly tortured to death here.

The girl representing the Chinese class smiled brightly and said, "What's the matter, teacher, hurry up and give us a lecture?"

Wu Xiao's eyes turned jerky, and he lowered his head numbly to read the paper.

She has talked about these creepy topics for countless times.

However, today was a little different. When he looked down, Wu Xiao couldn't believe his eyes at all.

Teacher Wu, who was new to the school, was found dead in the classroom of Class [-] of Senior High School. Excuse me, what is the cause of Teacher Wu's death?

A. was hanged on the classroom fan, B. was pushed down from the window and died in pieces, C. was dismembered by students and placed piece by piece in the classroom table hole

"Okay, teacher, tell us quickly?"

Wu Xiao's eyes were wide open, and she actually felt that suddenly there were hands strangling her neck from the air.

Those hands were cold and gloomy, but with great force, pinching Wu Xiao almost unable to breathe, and even rolled his eyes, until finally, the desperately struggling hands and feet gradually lost their strength.

"Let the students tell you this question, teacher." A student smiled and said, "The correct answer is A and B."

Wu Xiao only felt that those hands were lifting her higher and higher, trying to hang her on the fan in the classroom ceiling, a tear dripped down from the corner of her eye in despair.

Suddenly there was a light knock on the door outside the classroom, and then, the door that Wu Xiao could not escape no matter what, was opened so easily!

A young man's voice asked, "Excuse me..."

I saw a young man opened the door of Class [-] and stood at the door: "Excuse me, I'm looking for a teacher Wu."

The faces of the students present all changed.

The moment the young man pushed the door in, the blood in the classroom disappeared, the blackboard full of scratches returned to its original state, and all the abnormalities disappeared. Wu Xiao lost all strength and almost knelt down beside the podium .

The girl sitting in the first row changed her expression and said with a smile, "Yes, but... this is a Chinese class."

"And..." she asked suspiciously, "You are?"

"I'm a new substitute teacher." The man said, turning to look at Wu Xiao: "Oh, this is Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhao is looking for you everywhere, let's go together."

Wu Xiao was stunned before he could react, the man had already turned around and walked out, the door that Wu Xiao couldn't get out of was in front of him, just like a most ordinary door.

Shocked, she quickly followed him and took a step outside, only to find that she was in the school corridor she was familiar with, it was noon, and the sun was densely covered.Even Wu Xiao, who hadn't seen the sun for many days, raised his hand to cover his eyes, feeling a little glaring.

This man actually led her out of that haunted classroom so easily!

She looked at this young man who claimed to be a substitute teacher in disbelief: "What the hell are you?"

"Xiao Wu? I've been looking for you for a long time. Where did you go?" Teacher Zhao poked his head out from the office and said to the young man, "Thank you, Teacher Cen. people."

The young man nodded, meaning nothing.

Wu Xiao felt very surprised in her heart, because she thought that she had been missing for a long time this time, and there should have been a disturbance in the school, but in reality, it seemed that less than half a day had passed, and when she went back, she could not find the nine. The classroom of the class has entered.

It was almost as if... that Class Nine was just a nightmare, a fantasy of her own.

So even if she wanted to tell the teachers about Class Nine, she didn't know where to start.

It was this one who suddenly appeared and rescued her...

Later, when he arrived at the office, Wu Xiao knew that this young man was called Cen Yu, and he was a new substitute teacher from their school, who had temporarily added a hard-tipped pen calligraphy class in the first half of the first semester of senior high school.

He is tall and handsome, but he is cold-tempered and doesn't like to joke very much, which gives Wu Xiao a feeling that he rejects others thousands of miles away.

Although it may be a coincidence, after all, he was the one who saved him, and this person's appearance is very good, Wu Xiao felt hot on the face and panicked when he looked at him.

"Teacher Cen, you went to class nine at that time..."

She tried to talk to him about Class [-], but Cen Yu seemed a little surprised: "Ms. Wu, did I remember wrongly, didn't I find you in Class [-]?"

"In this school, it seems that there is no Class Nine in Senior One." He packed his books and said calmly.

Wu Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, that Class One and Nine is...only Wu Xiao can see it?

Cen Yu packed up his textbooks and went to the first class. He came to replace the calligraphy of the first half of the semester for the first-year students. Starting from the first class of the first year, each class had one lesson a week.

Cleared his throat in the lecture hall, signaled the students in the audience to be quiet, and made a brief self-introduction. While speaking, Gan Lanyu kept looking at him with a smile from below.

Cen Yu called the names one by one, and when he was called, he paused: "Gan Lanyu who just came here today... a classmate, right?"

"Hello, teacher!" Gan Lanyu said in a correct voice below.

The school uniform of this school is not ugly. He is wearing a gray-black dress with a white collar, mixed in with a bunch of seventeen or eighteen boys, his baby face looks younger, he really looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student of

This baby face really does not show age, just like a student, Cen Yu thought to himself while looking through the roster.

I saw Gan Lanyu secretly mouthing him below: "You are quite suitable to be a teacher."

Cen Yu's lips twitched. He looked cold at first, but this smile made many girls' hearts move. This class itself is not important. It is a task assigned by the Education Bureau. It is necessary to improve the quality of the freshman students. The education added it temporarily, so he just gave a simple self-introduction, and then distributed a hard-tipped exercise book for the students to read and read by themselves.

Many girls at the bottom were whispering, talking about the new substitute teacher who was young and handsome. Gan Lanyu couldn't help laughing at the bottom, and the boy behind asked him: "What are you laughing at?"

He quickly waved his hand, saying it was nothing.

He is naturally easy to mingle with others. Although he transferred to this school on the first day, he quickly became acquainted with the students in the class. When Cen Yu entered the door, he was head-to-head with the boys in the front and rear seats. Talking about the recent World Cup, chatting with great interest and joy.

After all, Lan Yu never went to high school, and he felt very fresh when he first arrived, but Cen Yu didn't care about him, so he just let him go.

Originally, he wanted to call out Gan Lanyu after class, but as soon as the bell rang, several boys came over and greeted him, "Let's go, let's play football!"

Gan Lanyu didn't see Cen Yu winking at him, so he responded casually, "Let's go."

"Let's go, let's go." Immediately, a boy came to take her shoulders and walked out. Gan Lanyu followed and took a step forward before realizing that there was Cen Yu, who turned around to look at him, and made a helpless look. expression.

Cen Yu thought in his heart that you are helpless, I think you are very happy.

He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, packed his things and went to the classroom for the next class. The eight classes of the first year of high school were on the third floor of the teaching building, and the last class was the eighth class. head, leaving only one locked room.

But Cen Yu remembered very clearly that when he came here for the first time, he did see this room with lights on, voices, and a sign on the door that said Class No. [-].

There have been frequent disappearances of teachers and students in this school recently. The principal came to entrust them to investigate with special means. At that time, Cen Yu and Gan Lanyu suspected it after seeing the surveillance video. The accident should be the third person in this teaching building. Building, so they discussed it at that time and decided to come to investigate this matter on the spot.

As a result, on the first day Cen Yu came, he saw the Class [-], which should not have existed, and rescued a female teacher from it.

However, that Class of Grade [-], after that, that is to say, is nowhere to be found until now. Cen Yu has been there several times, but looking in through the small glass window of this room, it is just a junkyard that has been abandoned for many years. It's just a thing, there is nothing unusual, and there is no half yin.

It seems that there is something wrong with this room, but now we can only wait and see what happens, he thought.

The reason why they disguised their identities and came in to investigate was because Gan Lanyu said that in this way they could grasp the latest clues at the first time, and as a student, Gan Lanyu also helped them collect more information. After all, what really happened in this school before Many teachers would keep their mouths shut about this matter, so it would be better for the students to spread it in private, and if they are not careful, they may leak it.

During lunch, Cen Yu ran into Gan Lanyu in the cafeteria, and wanted to ask if he had asked anything, but he came in with a bunch of boys blah, and he didn't even see Cen Yu, hooking his shoulders The one who was on the back went to have dinner with others.

When Cen Yu saw this scene, he didn't say anything, but his expression turned dark all of a sudden.

Seeing him and a group of boys going to eat in twos and threes, this class seems to have just returned from physical education class, each of them was sweating from playing basketball, and came back with their meals dissatisfied: "It's just so late, I've finished all the good dishes for them , look at what kind of pig food is left here, who likes to eat it."

Gan Lanyu lazily opened a steamed bun with his chopsticks in his mouth: "It's good to eat some, don't complain, come here,"

After breaking apart the steamed bun, he took a bite himself, feeling that Cen Yu's usual culinary skills had taken hold of the stomach, and the steamed bun was so dry that he couldn't eat it anyway.

After hesitating for a while, he was still chewing hard. At this moment, he saw a pair of chopsticks stretched out and put a chicken leg into his bowl.

Lan Yu raised her head with a steamed bun in her mouth, and it was indeed Cen Yu.

He was taking back his chopsticks, and sat down on the empty table next to him with an indifferent face. He should have beaten the chicken leg at the teacher's window.

A group of boys were stunned and envious: "I know you and this handsome teacher today? Your relative? Your brother? Why does he just give you meat?"

There is also someone who can't wait to come forward: "Never mind him, hurry up, I haven't smelled meat for several days, let my buddy have a bite first!"