As a student of Changshen College, everyone knows Jian Yichen and everyone knows Scar Beauty.
In particular, everyone has been spreading rumors recently that Jian Yichen, who has never played much with girls, has become very close to Scar Beauty because of their relationship with Scar Beauty.
However, Chi Zao has always kept a low profile in school, and people in the lower grades only know her through rumors.
Therefore, most people think that a scarred beauty is a scheming bitch who is beautiful but has scars on her face, has an eccentric personality and likes to follow others' influence.
Before that, Shi Jie thought so too.
But at this moment, listening to Chi Zao's calm, even gentle voice, she was a little confused.
By the time she reacted, Chi had already left.
Behind him were the school bully and his younger brother.
"Isn't she the scarred beauty from the senior year of high school? Shi Jie, do you know her?" the classmate next to her asked in surprise.
Shi Jie turned around.
"Didn't you say she is a scheming bitch? I think she seems to have a good temper..." said another classmate.
Shi Jie thought about it and thought so.
But what did she mean by that sentence?
"School girl, why are you helping count the money after being sold?" came a soft sneer.
Shi Jie and others turned around and saw Cheng Qingdie and a few girls walking over. They had obviously seen what had just happened.
Cheng Qingdie glanced at the direction Chi Zao and the others were leaving, and said to Shi Jie with a smile, "She was cursing you just now, didn't you hear it? School girl. She is famous for pretending to be a ghost, and she even drew a curse on a coffin before.
Classmate. Junior sister, you have to be careful. She just cursed you and you will be hit. It’s bad luck or not.”
Shi Jie's face changed.
…
In the private room, there was a girl sandwiched between a group of boys. Chi Zao seemed to stand out a bit.
"Master Jian, I heard that you were sick a few days ago, and our brothers are worried about you. Are you okay now?"
"We also said we would go see you, but Meng Feiyu said you needed to be clean, so we didn't go."
"Here, make some ginseng and yam soup for Mr. Jian! Why don't we get some wine and let's celebrate!"
Meng Feiyu quickly stopped him, "You can have the soup, but forget about the wine. The midterm exams are tomorrow, so just take it easy."
Everyone then gave up, and after a while they started making noises and shouting again.
Chi Zao sat silently in his seat, listening to their chat while taking a pen and "painting" on the paper lightly and smoothly.
Jian Yichen sat next to her and frowned slightly when he saw her painting.
Psychiatrists say that if you have been doing something that outsiders cannot understand, it is most likely that you are relieving stress. Many patients with depression will choose to do this to relieve their mood.
He discovered today that Chi Zao painted more than before...
It happened that he had been awkward all morning, and Chi Zao didn't notice that he was unhappy. Now he couldn't help but talk to her.
Jian Yichen thought about it and looked away.
At this time, Huzi and Xiaopang chatted about the live broadcast on Friday that shocked the entire Internet.
"Do you think there are really ghosts in this world? Have you seen that video? It's amazing!"
Chi Zao finished drawing the coffins one by one and folded them underneath. When he heard this, he paused slightly.
"I didn't watch the live broadcast, but I couldn't sleep last night and scrolled through the video. It scared me so much that I couldn't even sleep..."
"Are you too cowardly? You really believe there is a ghost!"
"Don't tell me, I didn't believe it before. But after watching that live broadcast, I think it might be true..."
"Hahaha, you're so funny! Whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it anyway, I'm an atheist!"
"No, this thing is more trustworthy than trustworthy... I've watched the video more than a dozen times in the past two days, and I really didn't find any traces of editing. The female anchor had a fingerprint on her thigh in the blink of an eye. That Master Xie
A piece of talisman paper erases the hand seal, you say it's not divine!"
"But I think they have been acting from the beginning, just waiting for the twist later. The screenwriters on their team are also so talented..."
"No, it's definitely not acting. Even if they were acting, they wouldn't let the two anchors act like this. Isn't this a loss of their own brand? And I heard that their live broadcast room didn't believe in ghosts at first, and they planned to direct and act a ghost show themselves. As a result,
The person who acted as a ghost really hit a ghost, and he is still lying in the hospital. If it were not for Master Xie, they would probably all be wiped out."
"How did you hear that? They were admitted to the hospital?" someone asked next to them.
The person who "heard" hissed and looked at everyone mysteriously, "My dad is the doctor in charge of those people who hit ghosts..."
At this time, the private room was boiling.
"Ah? Really?!"
The "I heard" nodded solemnly, "Well, my dad said that there are no wounds on their bodies, but they look like they are dying. They are still lying in the hospital bed and relying on nutritional injections to stay alive."
"Damn! Such an awesome comment!"
Those who originally did not believe were shaken by the presence of a witness. The other atheist was still struggling, "But if there are really ghosts in this world, there will be no chaos."
Chi Zao finished drawing another coffin and murmured in his heart that things would indeed go haywire. If it weren't for the black and white impermanence of the underworld and the human beings like her lurking in the human world, the world would probably have become a second purgatory.
At this moment, she suddenly felt like everyone was drunk and I was alone.
There is also a sense of responsibility and mission...
Obviously at first, she resisted doing these things.
Chi Zao thought, secretly laughing at himself.
"Hey, it would be great if I could meet Master Xie sometime." The fat man sitting next to Meng Feiyu suddenly said with admiration.
Huzi also lit up his eyes, "Me too, me too. If I see Master Xie, I must say three words to her!"
Meng Feiyu was curious: "Which three words?"
Beard solemnly uttered three words: "Are you accepting a disciple?"
Crowd: "..."
Beard's face was full of yearning, "I think I have the foundation to learn from a master. Maybe Master Xie sees that I have good talent and accepts me as a closed disciple. Brothers, from now on, you don't have to worry about walking at night anymore."
There’s a ghost on the road! Just come to me and I’ll catch ghosts and exorcise them for you for free!”
Chi Zao: "..."
She couldn't hold it back, put down her pen and raised her head, just about to tell him to give up the idea.
"I don't know if you have any talent, but Master Xie will never accept a male disciple who wears earrings." Jian Yichen suddenly spoke leisurely from the side. He leaned on the back of the chair with his arms crossed and looked at his beard, "Master
We all like simple people. If you are so fashionable, are you studying art or performing arts?"
Beard was greatly shocked. He touched his earrings and said reluctantly, "I took off my earrings."
Although Beard has a rough nickname, he is clean and handsome, and he is at the forefront of fashion trends. He is an out-and-out cool boy.
Earrings are one of the important accessories for a cool boy.
He was reluctant to give it up. After thinking about it, he questioned, "Master Jian, how do you know that the master won't accept someone like me?"
Jian Yichen paused and said lightly, "Oh, because I have seen her."
There was a moment of silence in the private room.
