The roommates were disappointed for a while, saying that today's class didn't sound interesting. However, they were about to face the final exam, so everyone still studied hard until late at night.
For several days in a row, Zhiyong never saw the girl she was talking about outside the classroom, whether in the morning or in the afternoon.
The roommates in the dormitory began to suspect that Zhiyong was just playing tricks on everyone. This girl did not exist at all. If he really worked so hard, it was impossible that no one knew about it. After all, the students on the entire floor knew that Zhiyong studied at night every night.
Zhiyong couldn't tell, so he could only urge everyone to go to bed quickly and not delay class tomorrow. But Zhiyong himself couldn't fall asleep. Why did a living person suddenly disappear? He was sure that he was definitely not dazzled.
The school informed us that the final exam will be postponed for one week. The reason is that another murder occurred on the floor where our classroom is located.
The deceased was exactly the same as the previous male classmate, with a pale complexion and six finger holes on his chest. The reason for this certainty was that there were black marks in the shape of palms next to the six wounds.
The police once again worked like headless flies for several days without any results.
The school has no choice but to ask students not to go to the teaching building alone at night. If they must go, they must go with no less than three people.
Within two days, there was news about haunting in the school. The classmates said that the two deceased people were actually killed by ghosts. Some classmates even reported that someone had seen the ghost at night and it was a female ghost.
The female ghost is wearing a white dress and has long flowing hair.
When Zhiyong heard about female ghosts, he always thought of the girl who studied harder than him, who also wore a white dress and flowing long hair.
Another roommate in the dormitory was named Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng was a well-rounded and very popular person. Soon he met a female classmate from the next class.
Zhang Feng simply asked this female classmate about the girl Zhiyong was talking about.
The female classmate told Zhang Feng that she had no impression of such girls at all, and no one in her class had asked for leave these days.
Zhang Feng went to the dormitory and told everyone about this. Zhiyong even made Zhang Feng blush because of this. He swore that he had definitely seen this girl.
In the end, everyone could only guess that students from other classes might have gone to the next classroom to study.
Three days before the final exam, everyone couldn't bear to study in the dormitory because there was no study atmosphere in the dormitory. After picking up the book and reading a few pages, they would feel sleepy and want to sleep.
In the ninth grade of junior high school, we were still laughing at us, mainly because we did not attend the lectures, so we did not establish a friendly relationship with the book. The book knew us, but we did not know the book.
Finally, the four people in the dormitory decided to go to the classroom to study together in the evening and have a struggle.
The four of them took Zhiyong's notes and copied them in the classroom all night. They left the classroom together when it was almost twelve o'clock.
When passing by the classroom next door, Zhiyong took a look inside the classroom, and then a smile appeared on his face. None of the three of us noticed this scene.
After leaving the teaching building, Zhang Feng saw Zhiyong smirking and asked casually if he was feeling spring again?
"Didn't you see it just now? It's that girl. She's the only one in the classroom next door."
After Zhiyong finished speaking, he was slapped and beaten by the other two roommates.
"It's late at night and you're still in the mood to joke. Don't you know that there have only been two murders in our teaching building? Is there anyone in the dark classroom next door?"
Following the direction of Zhang Feng's finger, Zhiyong looked up and saw that the floor of our classroom was indeed dark, with no classroom lights on.
"Maybe she just left the classroom and turned off the lights. I kid you not, she was smiling at me just now."
The few people looked at Zhiyong's serious face and didn't think he was joking, so they simply stopped talking about this topic.
On the way back to the dormitory, everyone was thinking about one thing.
After leaving the classroom, everyone was discussing how to cheat in the exam, and they didn't even notice if there was anyone in the next classroom.
It took more than ten minutes from the teaching building to the dormitory. Perhaps except for Zhiyong, the three of us all thought of the same thing: the rumored haunting in the school, a female ghost.
The reason why I am sure that Zhang Feng and others have also thought about this is because I saw them both tightening their clothes and feeling the same chill on their backs.
After arriving at the dormitory, Zhiyong rushed to the bathroom to take a shower. The three of us stared at each other without saying a word.
In the end, Zhang Feng, the talkative one, broke the silence first:
"Stop pretending, I know everyone has thought about it together. Do you want to tell Zhiyong?"
The moment he heard the bathroom door open, Zhang Feng slapped the table and said: "I guess this is the only man who has slept with us for four years in this life, tell me!"
Zhiyong was inexplicably pulled to the desk by the three of us. After nearly an hour of Zhang Feng's thorough analysis, Zhiyong understood what we wanted to express.
"I'll go! You've wasted an hour of my sleep just to talk about this? Don't you know that we Inner Mongolians don't believe in ghosts?"
As a result, Zhiyong started snoring, and the three of us were still lying in bed in a daze, extremely depressed.
"It should be fine. If it's really what we think, she won't harm Zhiyong. Otherwise, Zhiyong would have been found lying in the corridor by someone who was studying in the morning."
"Sure enough, being handsome has advantages. Even female ghosts like him."
"Bah! Bah! Bah! Female ghosts are nothing! Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"
"I believe it! Coward, hahahaha, sleep, sleep, you have to copy the answers tomorrow."
The three of us were chatting away, and we don't remember exactly when we fell asleep. When we woke up, Zhiyong had already bought breakfast for us.
"I know you are doing it for my own good, brother, I really understand this. I have been thinking about it, and I actually have some doubts in my heart. I want to prove whether that girl is a human, a murderer, or a ghost. As long as she is
Wouldn't it be nice to have six fingers?"
Zhiyong told us while chewing the buns.
"Look at you, you big-headed idiot! You worry about things that the police should worry about. You might as well think about how to give the answers to your brothers smoothly during the exam."
Zhang Feng picked up a bun and took a bite, saying that he would eat buns when he got up in the morning without brushing his teeth. It was indeed full of flavor.
Zhiyong smiled and said that the exam was nothing to him, but he was beaten up by everyone again.
After dinner, everyone copied Zhiyong's notes for the exam amid laughter and laughter. Zhiyong guessed the questions that might be asked in the exam, and Zhang Feng filled the small notes with answers and stuffed them into every pocket of his clothes.
It seems that everyone underestimates Mongolian men’s dedication to love.