Chapter 8
It was good to know He Song and Jiang Hanzhang. Apart from those strange events, life in Lantai No. 1 Middle School seemed extremely beautiful at the moment. And those strange events... Gu Qingming didn't think he could escape if he stayed in his original city.
Coming here, he at least has Chu Zhongyuan as a companion who can face everything with him.
The class division is also a new beginning worth looking forward to. Gu Qingming decided to be magnanimous and didn't care that He Song just laughed at him and made him laugh like a dog.
"Sizzle, sizzle - students who are in Class 15 after the division, please prepare your own desks. Class 15 needs to prepare their own desks. I will announce it again. Students who are in Class 15 after the division, please prepare your own desks. Class 15 needs to prepare their own desks - please move your desks to Class 15 by yourselves -"
The loud speaker - that is, the campus radio - made two harsh sounds, and then Zhang Yiwei's Mandarin with a slight accent of dialect rang out.
Gu Qingming suddenly felt that the emotion he had just felt had vanished into thin air. The beauty of life at Lantai No. 1 Middle School ended when he swore.
The young man lowered his face, resigned himself to his fate, lifted up his desk which was stuffed full of things, put on his back the backpack which was so heavy that it made his lumbar spine hurt, and began the long journey with the heavy load.
......
Class 15 is located on the first floor of the Huizhi Building. It is spacious and sunny. The originally empty classroom became full of people after the new students of Class 15 gradually moved in their desks.
The two classes passed quickly amid the noise and bustle of the students, and the summer bell rang, signaling the start of dinner.
Gu Qingming watched the group of people who had just gotten to know each other rush out in groups of three or four towards the cafeteria, and in an instant the entire classroom was empty.
He sighed, took out the roujiamo that he had bought from the cafeteria after moving the table from his schoolbag, spread out his mother's notes, and prepared to study them carefully while eating.
Unfortunately, fate began to beat the drums again, leaving Gu Qingming with no peace.
With a loud bang from the back door, a familiar tall figure rushed into the classroom, carrying a bunch of plastic bags filled with takeout boxes in his hands.
Gu Qingming looked closely and saw that the person had a head of messy long hair that was flying because of his fast running.
Yes, it was Chu Zhongyuan who disappeared after the morning reading get out of class this morning. There is no other one with this hair in Lantai No. 1 Middle School. No, there is no other one with this hair in all the high schools in Lantai City. There is no way I would make a mistake.
When Chu Zhongyuan saw his good brother Gu Qingming, with whom he had experienced life and death together, sitting in the empty classroom, he was as eager as a moth to fire, and hurriedly asked Gu Qingming for help: "Brother! Brother Gu - save me - Emperor Zhang is in the back - I was discovered buying takeout again -" Chu Zhongyuan pointed to the back door with a panicked look, and explained his embarrassing situation in a few words.
"After a while he came over and said I ran downstairs—"
After saying that, Chu Zhongyuan opened the first window near the blackboard in the classroom, while Gu Qingming looked stunned, and jumped down carrying his bags.
Jump and go down.
I don't know why, but this scene feels very familiar. It is quite similar to the scene of someone climbing a tree last night.
Gu Qingming was stunned. Although there was a safety canopy above the main door of the complex building below the window, it was still nearly two meters away from the third-floor window. He jumped down without hesitation while holding things in his hands. He was so confident in his balance. This Chu Zhongyuan was too...
Before Gu Qingming could think of an appropriate adjective, he heard hurried footsteps in the corridor. The next second, there was another loud bang. Zhang Yiwei, looking a little embarrassed, pushed open the classroom door and looked at Gu Qingming with a cold face.
"...Nice to meet you again, classmate Gu...was there a boy with long hair coming over just now?"
Chu Zhongyuan looked so serious, as if he was not running with the takeaway, but was holding the evidence of Zhang Yiwei's past love history, ready to explain them to his wife one by one.
Ah, this damn sense of déjà vu.
Gu Qingming thought.
Director Zhang, thank you for your hard work. However, based on the principle of unity among middle school students, Gu Qingming betrayed his image as an honest man with good character and academic performance and began to lie seriously.
"Ah, it seems like there was a person with long hair running through the corridor to the main building just now, head teacher."
Huizhi Building consists of two branches, connected by a corridor in the middle.
Gu Qingming once again fully demonstrated his acting talent. He held back his laughter and pretended to be frightened, with an extremely natural attitude.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps was heard from the corridor downstairs. Zhang Yiwei looked at Gu Qingming for three seconds, turned around without any doubt and chased downstairs.
He even remembered to close the classroom door.
Gu Qingming listened to another extremely deafening "duang" sound and lamented his eardrum for a second. After thinking about it, he decided to treat everyone equally, so he made a cross on the poor closed classroom door.
"Come up, brother! Director Zhang has gone down—"
After making the sign of the cross, Gu Qingming rushed to the window and reported to Chu Zhongyuan, who was huddled in the narrow anti-fall awning.
"Ok——it turns out to be you, Xiao Ming."
Chu Zhongyuan moved his body among the pile of boxes with difficulty. He picked up all the plastic bags with his left hand, held the water pipe with his right hand, stepped on the drainage pipe on the wall, and lightly handed his hand to Gu Qingming.
Gu Qingming quickly took the two bags of takeout from Chu Zhongyuan's hands. After Chu Zhongyuan freed his hands, he grabbed the window sill and jumped up.
Gu Qingming was extremely impressed by what he saw.
It's not that he can't do it. After all, not everyone has a tough mother who is obsessed with physical training. Gu Qingming just lamented that in this small Lantai No. 1 Middle School, besides him who was forced out under the pressure of his mother, there are others with such skills.
There is a feeling of meeting a close friend over a glass of wine.
Hmm, maybe the pressures on my mother and Jang Eul-mi are... similar in some way?
At the same time, in the corridor downstairs.
"Head teacher! I was wrong!!! Don't ask me to write a self-review, I was just possessed by a ghost for a moment!"
He Song, who met Zhang Yiwei on a narrow road, cried to the ruthless Zhang Yiwei and was puzzled.
He was just bringing takeaway food for Jiang Hanzhang, and he had clearly already booked the order in advance, so why did he still have the bad luck to run into Zhang Yiwei? !
Class 15 of Grade 12.
"Thank you, Brother Gu—"
Chu Zhongyuan narrowed his willow-leaf eyes with a smile. Just as he was about to add some body language to express his strong gratitude, his eyes swept across Gu Qingming's notebook which was carelessly spread out on the table.
"This is... your notebook?"
Chu Zhongyuan laid out the takeaway in a familiar manner, broke off a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Gu Qingming. After doing all this, he turned and walked to the table next to Gu Qingming and took out a notebook from the hole in the table.
Just as Gu Qingming realized that Chu Zhongyuan was his deskmate, his attention was distracted by the notes.
The notebook with the glue loosened up looked older than my mother's notebook, but it had the same cover as the one before.
With just a quick glance in the night yesterday, Gu Qingming felt that the two notebooks were eerily similar. After taking a closer look today, he found that it was indeed the case.
"This notebook...I checked it carefully yesterday and found the traces left by my grandfather on the inside of the spine."
Chu Zhongyuan took a deep breath, as if trying to give himself strength.
"My grandfather disappeared in a shipwreck some time ago. When he was young, he was a member of an expedition team. He often told me wonderful stories about his adventures. I always thought that my grandfather was just making up stories to fool children, but the content of this notebook almost overturned my cognition..."
Chu Zhongyuan's clear voice became slightly low. Gu Qingming could empathize with this feeling the most, so he patted his shoulder to comfort him.
"My mother is the same. If I hadn't encountered these things before, I would never have believed those wonderful ruins all over the world in the notes."
Gu Qingming smiled bitterly.
An invisible net has been spread from the darkness, and he and Chu Zhongyuan are both chess pieces in the net.
"Something happened in our grade today, too."
He changed the topic quickly and explained in just a few words what He Song had been talking about for a long time, leaving Chu Zhongyuan stunned for a moment.
"I went to look for the test papers for Zheng Qiuji who asked for leave this morning, so I wasn't here... The impact of this luck-changing ritual is so great. I thought that since we were all targeted like that last night, no one else would be in any serious trouble..."
Chu Zhongyuan touched his nose, and Gu Qingming noticed that he would do this little action unconsciously when he was nervous or in other emotions.
"As soon as I got back last night, I warned everyone in the group of thousands not to perform the so-called strange luck-changing ritual again. I didn't expect it was too late."
Chu Zhongyuan's voice became lower and lower. Although they did not know the person in the accident, he was still their classmate after all, and they would not feel good no matter what.
"The note should have nothing to do with the strange things happening here, otherwise it wouldn't have led us to awaken our superpowers. The most urgent task is still this luck-changing ritual."
Gu Qingming took out a few pieces of scraps of paper from his pocket and put them together. Chu Zhongyuan was horrified to find that it was the body of the paper monster that had shattered into ordinary paper last night.
This lifesaver was really brave. He actually picked up the papers under such circumstances.
Chu Zhongyuan unconsciously looked at Gu Qingming with an expression of admiration.
"My mother's notes once said that some mysterious traces would be revealed after being burned. Look at the patterns on this paper figure."
Gu Qingming put the paper figure together, then pointed at the uneven texture on the paper and picked up the lighter.
Chu Zhongyuan looked at the dark lines that gradually emerged from the high-temperature heating, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. He ran to the podium and took away the floor plan of Lantai No. 1 Middle School that was available in every classroom.
The black lines crisscross each other, weaving out a clear picture.
Old school building.
The most common campus ghost stories in Lantai No. 1 Middle School are those that scare people. The reason is that the newly built dormitory building was not demolished in time, and the old dormitory building was abandoned.
"Could it be...the clues left for us by the people who rescued us?"
Chu Zhongyuan looked at the patterns on the paper figure, compared them carefully, and finally came to the conclusion that it was the floor plan of the old school building.
"I don't know, but it is definitely related to this terrible transfer ceremony."
Gu Qingming shook his head and looked up. An indescribable emotion flashed across his transparent brown eyes.
"Now everyone who has performed the luck-changing ritual is in danger, and you are no exception. This time it was a paper monster, and next time it may be something else... Do you want to go and see what the paper monster's guidance really means?"
Gu Qingming summarized the situation in front of Chu Zhongyuan in rational and almost stereotyped language. Chu Zhongyuan looked at the paper man that was twisted into a hideous shape in his eyes, as if he was caught in a fierce inner decision.
Fear and reason struggled together, unable to distinguish between the two, making it almost impossible for him to think.
After a while, he raised his head firmly.
"I... still want to go and take a look. I can't always be led by this paper monster... Our abilities make it easy to run away, but we still have the ability to get out of here as soon as we notice something is wrong, right?"
Chu Zhongyuan spread out his hands as if he was relaxed. After making up his mind, he became as cool and elegant as if the dust had been cut off.
"Besides...it's me who has superpowers, not anyone else."
Chu Zhongyuan sighed as he looked at the groups of classmates in black and white school uniforms walking on the street outside the window.
The world of teenagers is simple. Their immature fantasies and the purest principles in the world make them distinguish between black and white. People with abilities always do more.
"Okay, I'll accompany you then."
Gu Qingming pushed his glasses and a smile appeared on his lips.
"We are the only ones who have superpowers, and no matter what, if I don't solve this problem, my own safety cannot be guaranteed."
Gu Qingming's seemingly rational remarks warmed Chu Zhongyuan's heart.
Obviously, he didn't want more and more students to be affected by the luck-changing ritual, but he had to make a self-serving excuse for his behavior. Xiao Ming is really...
A gentleness that is different from the dull appearance.
Chu Zhongyuan thought.
"Thanks."
He said in a serious tone.
He successfully saw a rare but distinct expression of surprise on Gu Qingming's usually calm and unchanging face.
"Why is it so formal all of a sudden..."
Gu Qingming shook his head. He was not good at dealing with such situations. Fortunately, his classmates who had just finished dinner and returned to the classroom came to his rescue.
"By the way, there is one more thing." Chu Zhongyuan sat down from the seat next to Gu Qingming, smiled ingratiatingly, and put his hand on Gu Qingming's shoulder.
"Hmm? What's up?"
"Can you lend me your special ability to fan me? The summer heat hasn't subsided yet. It's really hot—"
"You'd better eat quickly, dinner time will be over soon."
Gu Qingming held his forehead in his hand speechlessly in the face of Chu Zhongyuan's jumping.
As expected of a cow cat, he actually thought Chu Zhongyuan could come up with something serious.
Chu Zhongyuan saw what Gu Qingming was thinking at a glance: "...Xiaoming, I will be stressed if you do this."
Gu Qingming: ???
I thought you were a cow cat, so you really pretended to be a cow cat?
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