A female overlord from the apocalypse, Jiang Zhiying, transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the villainous female supporting character who constantly courted death and met a tragic end.
Meng Xiao looked at Jiang Zhiying in confusion, but the light was too dim. Not only could he not see her face clearly, but it made her look even more eerie and scary.
Seeing his timid expression, Jiang Zhiying couldn't help but want to tease him. For example, she could take out her cell phone, turn on the flashlight, and hold it in front of her, so that the light would shine upwards onto her face.
This type of lighting is commonly known as ghost light, and is particularly popular in horror movies because when this type of lighting shines on a person's face, it appears particularly eerie, so the effect is particularly scary.
If you control the color of the light, the effect will be even more terrifying. It can make a normal person's face look pale, or even blue or purple.
However, this thought only flashed through Jiang Zhiying's mind for a moment before she dismissed it.
Meng Xiao is already unlucky enough, so she should not scare him.
What if I get scared and become ill?
What's more, at that time, let alone smartphones, even small mobile phones had not yet come out, only bulky mobile phones.
Meng Xiao is not a three-year-old baby. If she really takes out her cell phone, this kid will definitely be suspicious.
Jiang Zhiying gave Meng Xiao a warning look and said mysteriously, "Don't talk. Stand here and don't move. I'll show you something later."
Meng Xiao was full of suspicion.
What's so good about a place like this?
This Jiang Zhiying is really weird. Why doesn’t she find a brighter place?
There is a street light over there. Can't we go under it?
He secretly complained in his heart, but was also extremely curious. In addition, Jiang Zhiying had said before that there was a way to cure his mother. He was half-believing and half-doubting, and at this moment he really didn't dare to offend her.
I had no choice but to shut up and stand there waiting.
After standing there for a while, Meng Xiao suddenly noticed that Jiang Zhiying was looking in one direction. His heart moved, and he quickly looked over.
But when he saw this, he was speechless.
I saw Teacher Liu coming out of the office and walking into Class 2.
Meng Xiao wanted to roll his eyes. What was so interesting about this? Teacher Liu was always responsible. She would definitely check who was still in the classroom, close the windows, and lock the door.
He was about to complain when he suddenly saw Jiang Zhiying bending over and walking towards him stealthily.
Like a thief.
Meng Xiao was increasingly speechless, but being a middle school student, it was inevitable that he would be a bit rebellious. As he watched, he found Jiang Zhiying's thieving movements quite amusing, and he couldn't help but bend down and follow.
So the two of them, one in front and one behind, sneaked towards the outside of the classroom.
Meng Xiao squatted behind Jiang Zhiying and was about to poke her with his hand when he suddenly heard voices coming from the classroom -
Teacher Liu asked gently, "Ruan Yulan, it's so late, why haven't you returned to the dormitory yet?"
Ruan Yulan's voice was relatively quiet, much like her introverted personality: "Teacher Liu, I'll go back after I finish this set of questions. There are only a few left, and it's not very convenient to stay in the dormitory."
"Let me see, there are still several questions left."
"It's not much, it will be done soon."
"Okay, then go ahead and do the questions. The teacher is here with you."
"No need, Mr. Liu, you can go back. I'll be back to the dormitory soon after I finish. You don't need to stay here."
"It's okay, it won't take long anyway. It's too dark, it's not safe for you as a student."
There is actually nothing wrong with the conversation between the two people up to this point.
Meng Xiao couldn't understand what Jiang Zhiying was trying to do. Wasn't it just Ruan Yulan doing her homework? What was there to eavesdrop on? And she was acting so secretive, like a thief.
He couldn't help but raise his head, took a sneak peek inside, and then frowned.