"We need a definite confirmation as to whether the horror world really exists!"
"..."
"..."
***’s voice is actually not neat.
After Qianye washed up casually, he put on his clothes and squeezed through the crowd towards the school.
It was only when he arrived at school that he realized that there were a group of parents standing at the gate, chattering, and he could vaguely hear a "lecture" or something like that.
There is no choice but to take a detour.
Did you find it?
Very similar to the one outside the park...
"Because some parents don't know how to read and have access to the Internet, the students told us some crazy things before they went back, so we found a way to do it ourselves."
"Did you find it?" No one shook their heads.
People will be divided into eight, eight, and four grades.
It seems that it is said that the experimental middle school was used to train teachers before it was converted into a middle school, so the people living behind it are usually old people.
There is a man wearing simple home clothes sitting under the bench. You seem to have just woken up, and you seem to have slept all night. You look extremely haggard, with your hair scattered on both sides of your face.
"Where's the principal? You heard that the teacher who gave the lecture last night seemed to have been sent by the principal. Where am I now?" Qianye asked next.
Because the old man is stubborn and wants little money, there are not many developers eyeing that place...
Qianye estimated that given the current situation, it was probably time to arrive.
The melancholy look was directly on his face, it was possible to say that something happened.
To exit the school through the front door, you have to pass behind the man.
Now is the time for the information to be digested, and the principal is probably being controlled by those who support the group.
The teacher sitting a little later said hello symbolically, with a weak smile on his lips. Obviously, the current situation in the school has caught us by surprise. After the dangerous lecture last night, the school is now in a complete mess.
"Well, what's going on with these people inside? When you came here, you found us standing in there talking about something." Qianye carefully found a seat and sat down, then asked Xiaojia.
"Teacher Ou Zhen, he is here."
The sound of conversations in the house gradually faded into Qianye's ears.
"There's something wrong with the bad ones."
"..."
A group of teachers were sitting outside the office chatting. There were two teachers smoking cigarettes by the window, their faces full of sadness...
Is there any reason why the school is worth staying at?
"The parents inside are making a big fuss. You can only hold them back now. We are all asking what happened to the lecture last night."
Guo Qianye is also a person who loves four hexagrams. Since the other party said that something was wrong, I would bend down and pursue him. Before nodding symbolically, Qianye just passed Teacher Jiang and walked towards the outside of the school.
...
You can't tell from the *** on the street.
"Did they read the message on the mobile phone? It seems that it was just a lecture. It's the same as you in other places. You heard that there was no police in the street today."
You can't tell from the *** on the street.
Eye-catching.
"Is what the report said true?!"
"..."
That person was someone else, the young teacher who invited Ou Zhen yesterday and asked if he wanted to go out for the National Day.
"What else could it be? It's because of the dangerous lecture last night."
"Whether there really is a world of horror, you need a definite answer!"
This is both too extreme and abnormal.
"Teacher Jiang, what is he doing there?"
"Um,
What's going on with these people inside? When you came over, you found us standing in there talking about something." Qianye carefully found a seat and sat down, then asked Xiaojia.
***’s voice was actually not chaotic.
In other words, outside of the one-week schedule, there are fewer physical education classes than my psychology classes. Before joining the school, Qianye only met the principal a few times, and for a few work issues, she directly contacted Director Wang.
So is education.
The backrest is too solid, and the light brown paint peels off very little, showing the original color of the wood outside.
"What else could it be? It's because of the dangerous lecture last night."
"Teacher Chino, he's here."
Is there any other way but to take a detour?
Before Ou Zhen casually washed up, she put on her dirty clothes and squeezed through the crowd towards the school.
The impact of that information disclosure was only a slight one or two.
Moreover, the position he belongs to is a relatively popular psychology course.
"What...are you doing?" Teacher Jiang raised his head before hearing the voice. When he realized it was Qianye, you touched your lips heavily and said naturally.
Although we may be a little skeptical when coming into contact with things like ghosts and gods, we can always accept those things being taught outside of school.
Waiting for the police...
Of course Ou Jin believed it.
"What should you do now!"
Is there any reason why the school is worth staying at?
"Did you find it?" No one shook their heads.
The sound of conversations in the house gradually faded into Qianye's ears.
Qianye recalled the scene at the small door and found that it seemed that the people standing at the door just now were all elderly parents. They were dressed simply and had little contact with the Internet. It was strange...
"Lectures... By the way, where is the principal? Did you contact me from yesterday to today?"
Same as usual, it seemed very quiet outside the school today.
The backrest is too solid, and the light brown paint peels off very little, showing the original color of the wood outside.
"..."
"When Mr. Qianye goes out, he will help you see what's going on inside, and then he will post it outside the group."
So is education.
After all, we knew each other, so Ou Zhen took advantage of the situation and said hello.
Of course Chino believes in it.
"Where's the principal? You heard that the teacher who gave up the lecture last night seemed to have been sent by the principal. Where am I now?" Ou Zhen asked next.
"What happened before? How are you dealing with it now?" Qianye continued to ask. I was very confused about the world before the information about the horror world was made public.
It seems that it was said that the Experimental Middle School was used to train teachers, and it was changed to a middle school later, so the people who live in front of it are usually old people who have not aged well.
After all, we knew each other, so Qianye took advantage of the situation and said hello.
The teacher sitting a little later said hello symbolically, with a weak smile on his lips. Obviously, the current situation in the school has caught us by surprise. After the dangerous lecture last night, the school is now in a complete mess.
Very few students in the Experimental Middle School come from relatively backward towns, and their parents generally have low education, or even no education at all.
I knocked hard on the door before pushing it open and retreating.
Eye-catching.
There was no way to get out of class today. Ou Zhen thought that the head teachers of each class did not send notices to the students last night, so only half of the students could be seen outside the school at this moment...
That person was someone else, the young teacher who invited Ou Zhen yesterday and asked if he wanted to go out for the National Day.
Walking down the slightly steep stone road, you can see the old faculty dormitories at a glance.
Fortunately, when the Experimental Middle School was built, there was a backdoor that most people didn't know about...
No one sighed and replied.
Even the small gate of the school was crowded with people, let alone the police or the police.
It's a lower level handler...
Of course, due to years of disrepair, it only looks like this now. Even the tiles next to the fountain pool have fallen off, exposing the mottled lime walls on the outside.
Without makeup, the man was staring intently at the road, as if he was thinking about something.
"There's something wrong with the bad ones."
"You need answers! You need protection!"
There is no big fountain at the front door.
Even the small gate of the school was crowded like that, not to mention the police or lower-level handlers...
...
Very few students in the Experimental Middle School come from relatively backward towns, and their parents generally have low education, or even no education at all.
This is both too extreme and abnormal.
Out of doubt whether there were any students outside the class, Qianye moved directly to the principal's office...
"What can you do? You can always make us retreat." Teacher Wu continued melancholy: "Now, instead of closing the small door, arrange some people to try to stabilize our emotions, and then call the police and wait for the police to arrive.
"
"The phone was able to get through. The principal also came to the school today. You didn't ask the teachers who are closer to the principal's home. You went directly to my house and found someone."
There is a man wearing simple home clothes sitting under the bench. You seem to have just woken up, and you seem to have slept all night. You look extremely haggard, with your hair scattered on both sides of your face.
"Teacher Ou Zhen, if he goes out, he will help you see what's going on inside, and then he will post it outside the group."
"Did they read the message on the mobile phone? It seems that it was just a lecture. It's the same as you in other places. You heard that there was no police in the street today."
"What...are you doing?" Teacher Jiang raised his head before hearing the voice. When he realized it was Qianye, you touched your lips heavily and said naturally.
Of course, due to years of disrepair, it only looks like this now. Even the tiles next to the fountain pool have fallen off a lot, exposing the mottled lime walls inside.
Picking up the phone and looking at the date, Ou Zhen found that today was not a holiday, and no emergency notification had been sent.
How long have I been at that school?
Picking up the phone and looking at the date, Qianye found that today was not a holiday, and no emergency notification had been sent.
The police are probably very busy right now. As long as they have any impact on the world of terror, they should take care of it.
"Because some parents don't know how to read and have access to the Internet, the students told us some crazy things before they went back, so we found a way to do it ourselves."
Without makeup, the man was staring intently at the road, as if he was thinking about something.
Traffic jams are just one of them.
Qianye recalled the scene at the small door and found that it seemed that the people standing at the door just now were all elderly parents. They were dressed simply and had little contact with the Internet. It was strange...
"It's Hanhu. If such a trivial thing happened, we can only call the police first. The rest can only be done after the police arrive..."
Did you find it?
"The phone was able to get through. The principal also came to the school today. You didn't ask the teachers who are closer to the principal's home. You went directly to my house and found someone."
"What can you do? You can always make us retreat." Teacher Wu continued melancholy: "Now, instead of closing the small door, arrange some people to try to stabilize our emotions, and then call the police and wait for the police to arrive.
"
"Come on, you go out for a walk first." If the communication with Xiaojia was not enough, Qianye no longer needed to stay.
There is a bench on the tree.
Surrounded by slightly tall trees, they should have been green and shaded, but the arrival of autumn has turned them into a golden color. Many withered leaves are scattered on the roadside, and you can hear the crisp sound of kacha when you step on them.
Walking up the slightly steep stone road, you can see the old faculty dormitories at a glance.
Something's wrong?
Exit the school through the front door
, you have to pass in front of the man.
On campus.
How long have I been at that school?
What's even worse is that when the experimental middle school was built, there was no special front door that a small number of people thought about...
The impact of that information disclosure was only a slight one or two.
I knocked hard on the door before pushing it open and retreating.
A group of teachers were sitting outside the office chatting. There were two teachers smoking cigarettes by the window, their faces full of sadness...
Perhaps only when the commotion is over and order in all aspects is quickly restored can the dissemination of information about the world of terror be truly realized...
"..."
Out of doubt whether there were any students outside the class, Qianye moved directly to the principal's office...
People will be divided into eight, eight, and four grades.
Qianye estimated that given the current situation, it was probably time to arrive.
There is a small fountain at the back door.
"Come on, you go out for a walk first." If the communication with Xiaojia was not enough, Ou Zhen had no need to stay any longer.
There was no way to get out of class today. Qianye thought that the head teachers of each class did not send notices to the students last night, so only half of the students could be seen outside the school at this moment... "Lecture, lecture...
.... By the way, where is the principal? Did you contact me from yesterday to today?"
Guo Qianye is also a person who loves four hexagrams. Since the other party said that something was wrong, I would bend down and pursue him. Before nodding symbolically, Qianye just passed Teacher Jiang and walked towards the outside of the school.
...
Waiting for the police...
Qianye nodded and left the office.
"What happened before? How are you dealing with it now?" Qianye continued to ask. I was very confused about the world before the information about the horror world was made public.
In other words, outside of the one-week schedule, there are fewer physical education classes than my psychology classes. Before joining the school, Qianye only met the principal a few times, and for a few work issues, she directly contacted Director Wang.
"Teacher Jiang, what is he doing there?"
"The parents inside are making a big fuss. You can only hold them back now. We are all asking what happened to the lecture last night."
Because the old man is stubborn and wants a lot of money, no developer is eyeing this place...
Traffic jams are just one of them.
"It's Hanhu. If such a trivial thing happened, we can only call the police first. The rest can only be done after the police arrive..."
Now is the time for the information to be digested, and the principal is probably being controlled by those who support the group.
Same as usual, it seemed very quiet outside the school today.
On campus.
The police are probably very busy right now. As long as they have any impact on the world of terror, they should take care of it.
Very similar to the one outside the park...
It was only when I got to school that I realized that there were no parents standing at the small entrance chattering, and I could vaguely hear some "lecture" or something like that.
Something's wrong?
Moreover, the position he belongs to is a relatively popular psychology course.
There is a bench on the tree.
Qianye nodded and left the office.
The melancholy look was directly on his face, it was possible to say that something happened.
Perhaps only when the commotion becomes intense and order in all aspects quickly returns to normal can the dissemination of information about the terrifying world be truly realized...
No one sighed and replied.
Surrounded by slightly smaller trees, they should have been green and shady, but the arrival of autumn has turned them into a golden color. There are many fallen leaves scattered on the roadside, and you can hear the crisp sound of kacha when you step on them.
Although we may be a little skeptical when coming into contact with things like ghosts and gods, we can always accept those things being taught outside of school.