Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

"Ahem! I told you. This story happened on a night during the summer vacation. A girl from the first year of high school..."

"Hey, hey! Wang Zhiwen, do you have a score? Does our school have evening self-study in the first year of high school? Except for special circumstances, the first year of high school doesn't even have a boarder!" Some boys started to protest when they heard this, but The deliberately tuned voice sounded like a joke. With his voice, the girls who were listening to the ghost story with all their attention were suddenly shocked. They were obviously frightened.

Then, there was a lot of turmoil in the classroom. A few girls who were frightened chased that funny boy for a while and gave up all the depression in their hearts. They came to Wang Zhiwen's side again and said nervously: " Wang Zhiwen, ignore him and continue talking."

Wang Zhiwen: "..." He swallowed silently, looked at the girl who was talking, and then at the boy who was being chased and beaten just now. Not vivid enough, is he going to be beaten too?

"Well, if I don't tell the story well, don't hit me..." Wang Zhiwen obviously murmured these words in his heart, but when he got nervous, he opened and closed his mouth and said it all, which immediately aroused a burst of excitement. Laughing, the few girls who were frightened just now laughed the hardest, and hurriedly made a promise not to hit him, but this promise didn't sound very sincere.

Han Jingyun shook his head helplessly, said nothing, and continued to wait quietly for the story.

Wang Zhiwen swallowed dryly several times before he found his own rhythm and continued to tell the story.

"This girl in the first year of high school is usually in the class, and she is at the bottom of the grade. She is about to be promoted to the second grade, and she will be divided into classes. She is so nervous that she studies desperately every day, but, She really doesn't have any talent for learning. Although she worked harder than anyone else, her grades were still at the bottom. Before the summer vacation, she took her report card and exam papers and hid in an empty classroom that was usually not used by anyone. Then, she disappeared and couldn't find her anywhere, but since then, anyone who entered that empty classroom and secretly went to study, their grades would suddenly improve a lot, and some people even jumped directly from the bottom of the grade to the classroom. The middle and upper reaches are rumored to be miraculous, and now, among the first-year students, there are many who are secretly worshiping this learning ghost, hoping that this will make their grades jump up!"

Wang Zhiwen didn't dare to stutter under the eyes of his classmates, and finished the story in one go.

It's just that it sounds a bit ordinary, well, Wang Zhiwen has this kind of appearance that tells any ghost stories in an ordinary way, and it's not scary at all.

After he finished speaking, the students still hadn't escaped from the tense atmosphere he had created. After a while, they finally asked hesitantly, "Is this the end?" What kind of ghost story is this?

The student's face was full of protests, and he could hardly express his mood at the moment in words, and there was one sentence that he didn't know whether to say or not.

"No...no, just this, I...I heard it from Class Ten a few days ago..." Wang Zhiwen was stared at by his classmates so cold sweat started to break out on his forehead, he began to stutter again, and subconsciously said step back.

As a result, he immediately found that he was surrounded by classmates, and there was no way to retreat, and he really wanted to cry without tears.

"Why did you hear it, and we didn't hear it?" It doesn't make sense to gossip that other classes know, and there is no news in their class, which is obviously unscientific!

"Isn't that... just that day, we happened to have an open class, and we usually have a strong learning atmosphere..." In short, any gossip in the school will spread a little slower in the first class.

Han Jingyun's focus was different. He was silent for a while before asking, "Is that high school girl really missing?"