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Wen Qing really couldn’t understand. It would be fine if the hobby was bullying people, but why was it such a passive hobby?

He looked up at Bai Tong, and Bai Tong also looked at him in confusion.

Wen Qing said slowly: "I can see it clearly."

He was not wrong.

Bai Tong smiled and said, "That's not what I meant."

"This is the first time I've encountered a situation like yours."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, tilted her head to look at him, and asked curiously: "Can this hobby also give any clues?"

Bai Tong pondered his identity card and tried to analyze it: "Passive hobbies mean that they are beyond your control."

“Something or someone may have to happen to trigger your hobby.”

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and a vague sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Triggering the bully's hobby...

It sounds a bit weird.

After thinking for a while, Wen Qing continued to ask: "What if the conditions are triggered and I don't bully others?"

"Will the system directly control my body?"

Hearing his question, Bai Tong laughed and said affirmatively: "No, the system just wants us to actively play the game."

"If you don't want to..."

Wen Qing blinked: "Is it okay if you don't want to?"

He just wanted to complete the main mission and survive for seven days.

Bai Tong reluctantly reminded: "If you don't want to, it will certainly have other ways to force you."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he understood. If he didn't execute it, there was a high probability that he would fail to pass this copy or die directly?

Wen Qing's eyes went dark. Why is her hobby so normal? !

Why are people so unlucky?

The more he thought about it, the lower his mood became.

Seeing his mood change, Bai Tong paused and said to him, "Why don't you try to bully me?"

Wen Qing looked at him blankly: "How do you bully me?"

He has never bullied anyone in his life.

In this case, he should thank the system father for giving him the opportunity to bully others...

Bai Tong lowered his eyes and glanced at his little arms and legs.

Wen Qing has a thin and slender figure, without any muscles or even any flesh.

He doesn't look like someone who can be beaten.

Bai Tong hesitated for a moment and said tentatively: "Try to hit me."

Wen Qing slowly raised his hand and patted his arm.

A soft hand brushed across his arm, and Bai Tong's heart seemed to skip a beat, and he was a little dazed.

Wen Qing didn't notice his abnormality and tilted his head: "Is that so?"

Bai Tong's throat moved slightly, and he felt that the place on his arm where he was hit was getting hotter and hotter.

He turned his head and cleared his throat: "You didn't use any strength at all."

"Push harder."

Wen Qing responded and raised his hand: "I really tried hard."

Bai Tong nodded.

Wen Qing stretched his muscles and slapped Bai Tong's arm hard.

“Pah—”

A clear and loud voice rang out.

Bai Tong didn't even blink: "Are you done?"

Wen Qing's palms turned red.

His palms were numb and trembling from the pain, and his nose was uncontrollably sour.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and tried to ask Bai Tong in a normal tone: "How is it?"

Bai Tong looked down at his arm and asked seriously, "Did you use any strength?"

Wen Qing silently put his red hands into his pockets and muttered softly: "The action of force is mutual."

Bai Tong was stunned: "What?"

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, his mood hit rock bottom: "This hobby may not allow me to bully others."

“I hit myself.”

These words sounded a bit pitiful and cute. Bai Tong couldn't help but put his fist against his chest to hide the smile on his lips: "My analysis may not be correct. It is also possible that this bullying is not just bullying in the ordinary broad sense. Maybe it has other meanings..."

Wen Qing responded softly, reluctantly accepting Bai Tong's comfort.

He pursed his lips and said nothing for the rest of the journey.

Walking into the dormitory lobby, Wen Qing still kept his head down, following Bai Tong step by step forward.

When Bai Tong left, he left too.

When Bai Tong stopped, he stopped too.

Bai Tong sat down, and he sat down too.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Wen Qing slowly came to his senses and looked up.

There are sofas, tables and chairs in the dormitory lobby, and several self-service vending machines placed against the wall. However, these self-service vending machines have no doors and do not require money. Students passing by just took snacks and went upstairs laughing and joking.

Wen Qing was surprised. The cafeteria was free, and snacks and drinks were free to take.

This school is simply doing charity.

He turned his head to look at Bai Tong, who was looking at the schedule hanging on the wall.

Get up at 7:00

Study 9:00-11:00

Lunch break 11:00-14:00

Study 14:00-17:00

Rest 17:00-19:00

Curfew 19:00 – 7:00 the next day

When Wen Qing saw the schedule for the first time, he thought he had seen it wrong.

There's a curfew at seven?

He looked again carefully and found that the curfew was indeed at 7pm.

Wen Qing couldn't help but say, "It's too early."

Bai Tong glanced at the gradually darkening sky outside the building with a solemn expression.

The general curfew time for middle schools and universities is around 10 pm. At 7 pm, even elementary school students are still playing.

When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.

Bai Tong frowned, stood up and said to Wen Qing, "Go upstairs and take a look."

Wen nodded lightly and followed him upstairs.

There are four floors in the dormitory building, and men and women are laughing, fighting and scolding in the corridors.

Wen Qing had only lived in a boys' dormitory and had never set foot in a girls' dormitory. He accidentally saw several female classmates wearing overalls and didn't know where to look, so he quickened his pace and went upstairs.

Just as he reached the fourth floor, a sweet female voice sounded in front of Wen Qing.

"What a coincidence, we meet again so soon."

He looked up and saw a girl with curved eyebrows and eyes.

It’s Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing looked at Wen Qing with a smile: "We actually live on the same floor."

"Which dormitory do you live in? I'll come to see you in the evening, okay?"

Bai Tong said coldly: "Can we leave the dormitory after curfew?"

"Of course not. I mean the night before curfew." Jiang Jing tilted her head to look at him, her eyes lit up, and she said cheerfully, "Wow, I didn't even notice you just now."

"Are you two in the same dormitory?"

"Can I come join you guys tonight?"

Bai Tong didn't expect things to turn out this way. He was silent for a moment and uttered two words: "Not good."

Jiang Jing pouted: "If it's not possible tonight... is it possible now?"

Wen Qing looked at Jiang Jing, ignoring the content of her words. Her expression and tone were very normal, like an ordinary cute girl.

Wen Qing hesitated for a while, then took the initiative to ask her: "Um...what will happen if I leave the dormitory after curfew?"

The smile on Jiang Jing's face suddenly faded. She stared at Wen Qing and said seriously, "School rule number three: you are not allowed to leave the dormitory after curfew."

"Violating school rules is disrespectful to God."

Seeing her tone become serious, Wen Qing stammered, "I, I'm just asking out of curiosity."

Jiang Jing's expression eased and she said to him, "I don't know what will happen if I violate the school rules."

"Since I enrolled, no one has ever violated the school rules."

Wen Qing pondered the meaning of this sentence, which means that as long as you don't violate the school rules, you will be safe.

He breathed a sigh of relief and silently recited the three school rules in his mind.

Bai Tong stared at Jiang Jing for a while, then asked, "Has no one ever violated the school rules before?"

Jiang Jing blinked: "How do I know about the people in the past?"

Bai Tong frowned slightly: "How long have you been in school?"

Jiang Jing moved closer to him, looked him up and down, raised her hand, tapped his shoulder with her index finger, and said with a sweet smile, "It's been a year. The seminary only recruits students every spring."

She looked at Bai Tong, then at Wen Qing, and said with emotion: "You are so lucky that you can catch up with the second enrollment."

Wen Qing nodded slowly.

Yes, very bad luck is also good luck.

Bai Tong wanted to ask Jiang Jing some questions when the dormitory door next to the stairs suddenly opened.

A boy with thick eyebrows and big eyes came out, raised his chin towards Jiang Jing, and asked, "Come to my place?"

"Okay," Jiang Jing laughed softly, tilted her head to ask Bai Tong and Wen Qing, and then asked, "You really don't want to keep me?"

Hearing this, the boy looked at Wen Qing and Bai Tong, winked at them, and said ambiguously: "Brother, do you want to join us?"

Jiang Jing said with a smile: "Okay, okay."

A faint sound of water came from the dormitory. Wen Qing blushed and quickly refused.

"No, no thanks."

Jiang Jing sighed in disappointment, waved at the two of them, turned around and ran towards the boy, jumping directly on him.

Wen Qing raised her hand and pressed her hot cheek, then turned and walked towards Room 406 with Bai Tong.

When I opened the door, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.

The dormitory is very large, and everyone has a separate bedroom. There are sofas, tables and chairs in the living room, fruit snacks, some props and tools on the coffee table, and external plaster bandages are also provided...

Wen Qing's face turned red just by looking at those things.

Without thinking twice, he put away those strange props.

Bai Tong walked around the living room and stopped in front of the room with Wen Qing's name on it. He turned the lock, looked slightly relaxed, and said to Wen Qing, "There's no problem with the lock."

He glanced at the other two rooms again, and his sight stopped at the three characters Ji Junfeng: "Do you know who Ji Junfeng is?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "It's my deskmate."

Bai Tong lowered his eyes. Wen Qing's deskmate had little presence. He hadn't seen Ji Junfeng for half a day.

Wen Qing knew that Bai Tong was worried about him, so he said slowly: "He looks pretty, pretty..."

It’s normal, but it’s not normal either. It’s abnormal, but Ji Junfeng’s words and actions don’t seem to be harmful.

Ji Junfeng looked even weaker than him, with so many wounds on his body...

Wen Qing thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a suitable adjective, so he simply said, "He won't do anything to me."

Compared to Ji Junfeng, he was actually more afraid of Oz, who was tall and strong and felt like he could break the lock with just one punch.

Wen Qing asked Bai Tong in a low voice: "Do you know Oz?"

Bai Tong closed the bedroom door, nodded, and then shook his head: "We've dealt with each other before, but we don't know each other."

"I've heard some stories about him. He looks cold, but he's a madman at heart."

Bai Tong said to Wen Qing seriously: "Don't provoke him, he won't take the initiative to provoke you, so it's relatively safe."

"Just stay away from him."

Wen nodded lightly, replaying what happened in the bathroom that afternoon in his mind.

He probably didn't mess with Oz, did he?

She even helped him wash his face. How thoughtful.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no chair in the bedroom, so Wen Qing and Bai Tong sat on the bed for a while. Suddenly, a broadcast sounded in the dormitory building.

"Please note, students, there is only one hour left until curfew."

"In celebration of the birthday of God, the seminary will start fasting and purifying the mind tomorrow."

After repeating it twice, the broadcast suddenly stopped.

Soon, the dormitory building was like a boiling pot, with all kinds of shouting rang out, one after another, lasting for a long time, making people feel distracted.

Wen Qing paused while eating his biscuits, realizing that the broadcast was reminding them to act now and have fun...

The dormitory's soundproofing was not very good, and Wen Qing could clearly hear the collision sounds coming from the next dormitory. The air around him seemed to be getting drier and drier, and his cheeks were turning redder inch by inch.

Bai Tong sat aside, his expression gradually becoming unnatural.

He lowered his eyes, and his gaze involuntarily turned to Wen Qing.

Wen Qing was holding a compressed biscuit in his right hand, with his sleeves open, and the red mark on his wrist could be clearly seen.

There was a circle of pinch marks on the thin wrist, and in the current ambiguous atmosphere, it was hard not to have wild thoughts.

Bai Tong felt a little dry in the mouth, and quickly looked away, and asked Wen Qing dryly: "Are the cookies delicious?"

Wen Qing hummed and handed the biscuit to him: "Do you want to eat it?"

A clear voice sounded in his ears, and Bai Tong became even thirstier. He raised his hand to unbutton his sleeves and shook his head, "No need."

The two of them sat there until five minutes before curfew. Bai Tong suddenly stood up and said to Wen Qing, "From what that girl said just now, nothing will happen if you don't go out after curfew. It should be safe. Remember to lock the door after I leave."

"Today is the first night, the players should be very conservative and dare not violate the school rules. If something really happens, just shout out. The soundproofing here is not good, I can hear it."

After saying that, Bai Tong hurried out of the bedroom.

Before Wen Qing could say a word, Bai Tong disappeared from his sight.

He was stunned for a moment, then stood up and locked the bedroom door.

When I turned around, I saw the dark scene outside the window.

Wen Qing walked to the window and looked around the school.

At night, not a single street light was on, the school was dark, and the night was also dark. There was no moon or stars, which seemed particularly eerie.

A breeze blew by, and the paulownia tree made a rustling sound. Wen Qing tilted his head and looked over, and saw something moving in the shadows.

He shuddered in fear, then took a closer look and saw that it was just the vines next to the sculpture that seemed to be moving under the light and shadow.

Wen let out a breath, not daring to look any further, and quickly pulled himself onto the bed, locked the window, and got under the quilt.

I lay on the bed and soon fell into a sleepy sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Wen Qing heard the sound of a door opening and closing. He hummed twice, turned over and continued to sleep.

****

The next morning, pleasant music was heard from the dormitory building.

Wen Qing sat up slowly, his eyes still not opening. The music ended, and Teacher Chen's voice came on the radio: "This Sunday is God's birthday. From today on, the whole school will fast and purify their hearts."

"All students should get up and go to the cafeteria immediately to enjoy vegetarian meals at 8 o'clock sharp."

"Now," Teacher Chen paused, then raised his voice an octave higher and said excitedly, "Let's pray to God together!"

"Dear God, you are the embodiment of love and desire. You save us from the abyss of boredom."

"Dear God, I long for you in the morning and at night."

"My spirit is fully open to you, and I look forward to your presence."

…………

Teacher Chen was praying on the radio, and the low, hoarse prayers of students could be heard from the surrounding dormitories.

Hearing this familiar prayer, Wen Qing instantly woke up and his body began to heat up again. He quickly got up and washed.

There was only one bathroom in the dormitory. Wen gently pushed open the door, and what caught his eye was Oz's naked upper body. Water droplets were dripping from his hair. His lower body was loosely wrapped in a bath towel, and it looked like he had just taken a shower.

Wen Qing's face instantly turned red, and he quickly stepped back, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I, I didn't know there was anyone."

Oz half-closed his eyes, looked at his gradually red cheeks, his throat moved slightly, strode to the washstand, turned on the faucet, and washed his face again.

Wen Qing stood outside the bathroom. The prayer broadcast had not yet ended. His body felt hotter and he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and tug at his collar.

"Come in."

Oz's voice rang out from the bathroom.

Wen Qing glanced at his muscles and whispered, "It's okay, I'll be fine in a while."

Oz snorted, turned off the faucet, and looked sideways at Wen Qing.

His eyes fell on Wen Qing's wrist. The red marks from yesterday's scratching had faded completely. The wrist was thin and white, and he could pinch both of the other person's hands with one hand.

As he thought about it, Oz's eyes grew darker.

Wen Qing lowered his head and couldn't see Oz's face, let alone know what Oz was thinking.

After Oz left, he quickly walked into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.

The heat in his heart faded away, he breathed a long sigh of relief, washed his face and brushed his teeth, then ran downstairs to find Bai Tong.

Bai Tong was standing at the stairs. When he saw Wen Qing, he looked him up and down. Seeing nothing unusual, he smiled and asked, "Did you hear that?"

Wen Qing looked confused: "What did you hear?"

Bai Tong tilted his head, motioning for him to listen.

Wen Qing listened carefully for a while and heard the sounds of doors opening and closing, washing, and talking...all very normal dormitory sounds.

Only one voice was missing.

moan.

Wen Qing opened his eyes wide and looked at Bai Tong.

Bai Tong smiled and said, "The broadcast said that we should fast and purify our minds starting today. School should be a little more normal these few days."

Wen Qing couldn't help but curl her lips, and suddenly she wanted to thank God.

"Let's go to the cafeteria first."

The cafeteria is diagonally opposite the dormitory building, and you have to pass by the only teaching building.

As soon as Wen Qing and Bai Tong reached the door of the teaching building, Teacher Chen appeared in front of them and said kindly, "Wake up."

Wen nodded gently.

Teacher Chen smiled and looked at him kindly, like an elder looking at a child, and asked, "How did you sleep tonight?"

Bai Tong said casually: "I slept very well. Thank you for your concern, teacher."

"As you should." Teacher Chen glanced at him, then gradually moved his gaze to Wen Qing, and said slowly, "Wen Qing, go to the office with the teacher. The teacher has something to give you."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he looked at Bai Tong nervously.

Bai Tong said calmly, "Teacher, don't I have a share?"

Teacher Chen smiled and said, "This is God's will."

After that, he said to Bai Tong: "Go to the cafeteria and have a vegetarian meal first."

Seeing Teacher Chen chasing Bai Tong away, Wen Qing became even more frightened, his mind full of the buff on himself.

Could this teacher not be a human?

Want to have him for breakfast?

…

The more Wen Qing thought about it, the more scared he became.

Teacher Chen took two steps, and when he saw that Wen Qing hadn't caught up, he frowned and said, "Wen Qing."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, and Bai Tong's gentle voice sounded behind her: "I'll go with you and wait for you at the stairs."

Wen Qing responded softly, and when he heard Bai Tong's footsteps behind him, he felt relieved and slowly followed Teacher Chen forward.

The office is on the second floor. It was Wen Qing’s first time on the second floor and he couldn’t help but glance at the classroom next to it.

There are only two classrooms on the second floor. Like the classrooms on the first floor, they are equipped with blackboards, desks and chairs, but they are empty, with no one in the room.

Wen Qing took a quick look and followed Teacher Chen into the office.

The office was decorated just like any other office in an ordinary school. There were two teachers reading books with their heads down. There were familiar heated desk mats on their desks, but next to the mats were books related to theology.

Wen let out a breath and walked over to Teacher Chen's desk.

Teacher Chen took out an exquisite rectangular box from the drawer, with a pink bow tied on it.

He said to Wen Qing, "The high priest asked me to give this to you."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then took it carefully: "Thank you, thank you, High Priest."

Teacher Chen smiled and said, "Open it and take a look."

Wen Qing slowly opened the box. On the black velvet cloth lay a pair of silver spoons and chopsticks, dotted with light green leaf patterns and tied with two pink bows, looking very delicate.

Wen Qing was confused.

???

What does this mean?

Teacher Chen obviously didn't know what was inside. When he saw the spoon and chopsticks, he looked a little surprised and said slowly: "This is tailor-made for you by the high priest."

"He should be telling you to eat well."

???

Wen Qing was stunned for two seconds, and a chill ran up his spine.

He didn't go to the cafeteria last night, and received this thing early this morning...

Was the high priest watching him, or was he watching them?

Perhaps seeing Wen Qing's thoughts, Teacher Chen smiled and said, "The high priest guards the school according to God's will and knows everything."

Wen Qing forced himself to raise the corners of his mouth.

Teacher Chen smiled and said, "It's getting late, let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

Wen Qing responded and quickly left the office.

Just as I reached the stairs, I suddenly heard a muffled groan, as if someone was enduring something.

Wen Qing's first reaction was that someone was having sex in the wild, so he quickened his pace and wanted to leave. The groaning sound became louder and louder, and it didn't sound comfortable, but rather painful.

And the voice sounds familiar...

Wen Qing tried to distinguish the voice for a while and then remembered that it sounded like the voice of his deskmate.

Thinking of the injuries on Ji Junfeng's body, he hesitated for two seconds and walked back.

The sound came from the bathroom on the second floor. Before Wen Qing walked into the bathroom, he heard rustling noises coming from inside, as if there was a fight.

Wen Qing carefully stuck his head out and vaguely saw three or four people in school uniforms waving sticks and hitting things on the ground.

After taking a closer look, Wen Qingcai realized that the person lying on the ground was not something but Ji Junfeng.

He was startled and quickly retracted his head.

The people inside didn't notice the movement at the door and were still punching and kicking Ji Junfeng.

Wen Qing took a deep breath for a second, raised his voice, and shouted dryly: "Hello, Teacher Chen."

Then, the conversation of the abuser was heard in the toilet:

"Fuck, the teacher is here."

"Who told you to come to the second floor?"

“Isn’t this more exciting?”

"Go, go."

…………

Wen Qing hid in a nearby classroom and waited for the abuser to leave before quickly running into the toilet.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Wen Qing saw some blood on the discarded stick and he quickly ran to the corner.

Ji Junfeng moved his body and slowly sat up, leaning against the wall.

His shirt was torn, and there were bruises all over his body. There was a long scratch on his right cheek, which was bleeding, making his beauty look a little devilish.

Wen Qing asked nervously: "How are you now?"

"Is there a medical clinic in the school? I'll help you call the teacher."

Ji Junfeng closed his eyes and said nothing.

Wen Qing squatted down and gently touched his arm: "Ji Junfeng? Deskmate? Roommate?"

Ji Junfeng groaned, not knowing whether it touched his wound.

Wen Qing quickly withdrew his hand and stammered an apology: "S-Sorry..."

"I'll go call Teacher Chen right now..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Junfeng's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, looking deeply at Wen Qing with his dark pupils.

The next second, a cold voice sounded in Wen Qing's mind.

[Bullying - Trampling]

【Release target: Ji Junfeng.】