[Exclusive release from Jinjiang] Zhang San's Execution in Four Steps

The sun sets in the west, and the orange-red glow fills the sky, which is then dyed by the night.

Luo Shiqin fell asleep at around 1:40 in the afternoon and lay on her bed in the dormitory until she was awakened by the vibrating cell phone at nightfall.

Her eyelids seemed to be smeared with paste layer by layer, and they refused to be separated. Luo Shiqin had no choice but to close her eyes and fumble around on the pillow with her hands.

The cold and trembling cube was touched, and she swiped the screen of her mobile phone blindly as usual, hoping to turn off the alarm without opening her eyes.

The phone vibrated for a while, then finally stopped.

But before Luo Shiqin could fall into a deep sleep, a familiar yet terrifying voice rang in her ears:

"Student Luo Shiqin?"

Luo Shiqin: …

She startled and opened her eyes forcefully, and replied subconsciously, "Hey, hey! Teacher, I'm here!"

"Regarding the first draft of your graduation thesis," the thesis tutor said in a low voice, but it was enough to make Luo Shiqin break out in a cold sweat, "there are a few details that need to be discussed with you."

Whatever you fear will come to you.

Even though Luo Shiqin had previously been able to talk and fight with the immortal cultivators from another world in an elegant and tough manner, now as a senior student about to graduate, Luo could only quickly reply: "Okay, teacher, please wait for me for a minute--"

She blocked the microphone on her cell phone, climbed down from the bed swiftly, rushed to the desk and turned on the computer.

Within thirty seconds, the microphone was turned on again.

Luo Shiqin held the notebook in one hand and swiped the mouse with the other to open the paper, and said respectfully: "Teacher, please speak."

The whole process was very smooth. It never took her more than two minutes from answering the phone to getting out of bed and turning on the computer.

The attention of the female students who were originally sitting at their desks busy with their own things was instantly drawn.

Yu Yu was applying face cream with the spoon still stuck on her face, and she was stunned by Luo's behavior.

Shi Enle moved a chair and sat next to her, also applying a mud mask. Seeing Luo Shiqin's hurried movements, he couldn't help but whispered in praise: "As expected of Sister Qin!"

As she spoke, Yan Yurong, who was standing in front of the closet and browsing her phone, put down her work for a moment and said quietly, "Don't be jealous. When we are seniors, we will probably be as skilled as you."

The other two: ...That’s not necessary.

The call lasted nearly forty minutes. When Luo Shiqin put down the phone, she found that the clock had moved to eight o'clock in the evening.

Today is Friday, and except for Luo Shiqin, a senior, the rest of the roommates in Room 502 have no classes scheduled since the afternoon. But now the room is exceptionally quiet, as if there has been no other sound since she made the phone call.

She closed her computer, felt the burning gazes behind her, and couldn't help but smile.

Earlier, everyone in 502 had agreed to hold a horror tea party tonight. Luo Shiqin now felt the gazes from behind her and knew that it was that group of mischievous schoolmates who wanted to scare her.

You can also call it a dormitory tradition.

In the dormitory of four people, Luo Shiqin is the bravest one, followed by Lele and Yurong. On the contrary, Yu Yu, who is the second oldest, is the bravest one in the dormitory.

However, it was the one with the least courage who proposed to hold the first "Horror Tea Party in Girls' Dormitory 502".

It's true that he is a bad person with a strong addiction.

Yu Yu always insisted at every tea party, "Who's scared? How can I look down on anyone with just a small story?" However, after the three or four-hour tea party was over, she was the one who was shaking with sweat and dared not even step into the bathroom late at night.

It's not over yet.

After being tortured by the ghost stories, Yu Yu will probably take half a month to adjust, and then enthusiastically propose "let's do it again".

Very well, let us call her a person of "unyielding fearlessness".

Luo Shiqin turned around slowly——

"Wow!!!"

The first one to come close was a female ghost with long untied hair, her face as pale as putty.

She tried hard to roll her eyes upwards, but her eyelashes were curled inwards and she was pricked by the back of her eyelashes before she could even move them for a while, causing her eyes to well up with tears.

Luo Shiqin: “Ah!”

She covered her chest and said worriedly, "How terrible!"

White-faced female ghost: "...Senior, you can hone your acting skills a little more."

Yu Yu walked to the door dejectedly to turn on the light, and heard the incandescent light tube above her head humming and flickering, and the dormitory 502 was brightly lit.

At the same time, the appearances of the other two school girls dressed as ghosts appeared in front of Luo Shiqin.

Shi Enle was wearing a thick layer of green mud mask, and her lips were more tender and red than those of most people. After she tried to open her eyes wide, she looked quite lethal - of course, compared to Yu Yu who had tears in her eyes.

"Rongrong baby!"

From the other side came Yu Yu's voice pretending to be angry. She said with a pale face, "My dear, why did you take off your mask? Do you want to be beautiful alone and away from the crowd?"

Yan Yurong gracefully scraped off the remaining purple mud mask on her face. When she heard this, her eyes turned and she said with a smile: "If you apply it for too long, your skin will become dry and wrinkles will appear~"

Yu Yu: "...My dear! I blame you!"

Then she rushed to the brightly lit sink and began to clean.

By the time the three of them finished washing up and walked to the middle of the dormitory, Luo Shiqin had already laid out the foam mat, and the small round coffee table had been wiped clean and placed on the mat, waiting for the snacks to be served and the participants to take their seats.

She stood up from the mat and said, "You guys get ready first, I'll go wash up too."

"Senior, your thesis...?"

Everyone witnessed Luo Shiqin's actions just now. As for the graduation thesis, the younger schoolmates were afraid of delaying Luo Shiqin.

"Thesis," Luo Shiqin thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll revise it tomorrow."

Although the tutor and she had a heart-to-heart discussion about Luo Shiqin's paper for forty minutes, the problem was not actually that serious.

The greatest kindness a thesis advisor can show is that he or she does not need to make major revisions.

Therefore, the deletion and addition of relevant details, the experimentation, searching and stacking of data are inevitable.

After the first draft is finalized, it can be uploaded to the platform, and then revised twice, three times, four times... N times before the final draft is finalized.

Luo Shiqin smiled sadly: There are more difficult things to come, why rush now?

She went into the wash area and began her daily cleaning.

On the glass mirror that was accidentally stained with water, Luo Shiqin had her hair disheveled and had slightly dark circles under her eyes - this was evidence of her struggling for several nights.

Apart from that, only the white mark on the throat attracted Luo Shiqin's attention.

Since the end of "Seeking Destiny and Asking the Way", this eye has been quiet for a long time, until today when "Abnormal Relationship" appeared on Lele's head.

Fortunately, Lele's life book did not bring her much danger.

Thinking of the content of the chapter he had read earlier, Luo Shiqin was silent for a moment.

It's not very dangerous, just a little bit of damage to my eyes.

The content of the book of life that Luo Shiqin had opened earlier disappeared after she fell into a deep sleep. If she wanted to open it and continue reading, she would need to find another opportunity to touch Little Sun's head.

The faucet was tightened, she wiped the water marks on her face, looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.

Let's just assume that this is her 'golden finger'.

I hope the gold finger can maintain her daily life.

The time finally came to eight forty-four, which is not a good time under normal circumstances, but it has a particularly scary flavor at the horror tea party that is about to begin.

It was a bit stuffy tonight, so everyone in the dormitory decided to turn on the air conditioner and lower the temperature in the dormitory.

A cool and slightly chilly breeze blew across their heads, carrying away a flow of hot air, and the room instantly became cooler.

Yu Yu pulled the thin air-conditioning blanket over her legs - not because she felt cold, but, well, she might need something to hold in the middle of the tea party.

Shi Enle stood up and turned off the main light in the dormitory. With a "click", the medium-sized space fell into a blurry darkness.

Yu Yu shuddered a bit and subconsciously tightened the quilt around her legs.

Don't be afraid.

She comforted herself in her heart.

Come on, you can do it!

You have to avenge your past shame, defeat Senior Luo, and become the strongest woman in Dormitory 502 who wins the horror story contest!

After encouraging herself, she finally opened her eyes and waited nervously and expectantly for Luo Shiqin to read the opening remarks.

"Good evening, everyone."

The deep female voice echoed in the ears of the people sitting around.

"Welcome to this month's 'Tea Party of Horror'."

In order to collect materials, Luo Shiqin had previously spent some time in the drama club and radio station on campus.

Perhaps novelists also have a certain talent for the interpretation of voice. Luo Shiqin is very skilled in changing her voice to add a weird tea party atmosphere to her schoolmates.

She murmured the words:

"Today, our story will focus on college students."

“I look forward to your selfless sharing of stories…”

In the darkness, a soft night light lit up and was held in Yan Yurong's palm.

The girl had a blank expression on her face, which was very different from her usual sweet look. She spoke softly:

"What I want to tell you is a story about the school stairwell..."

It was a dark night in a high school.

After evening self-study, in order to ensure that all students return home safely and do not stay in school, the school will arrange security guards to patrol each teaching building.

However, the Qingming Festival happened to be a school day, and the school stipulated that students who left school to worship their ancestors must return to school on time for evening self-study.

Although students groaned, they had to follow the school rules.

After evening self-study, the students left the teaching building one after another.

However, while the security guard was conducting his routine night patrol, he smelled the burning odor of incense and caught a glimpse of the firelight shining through the glass on the fourth floor of the teaching building.

A fire in the teaching building is a big deal!

The security guard hurried upstairs and saw the student with his back to him at the corner of the last staircase.

The student was wearing a school uniform and sobbing, and the firelight was shining in front of the student.

The security guard said anxiously: "Student! What are you doing? Lighting a fire is not allowed in school!"

The student told him that he didn't have time to worship during the day and could only stay busy at school for a while.

Security guard: "That won't work! It's too dangerous!" He said as he was about to come up.

The student had no choice but to say, "Uncle, I only have one left to roast. Can you please be lenient with me?"

The security guard felt that her voice was too pitiful, and was afraid that a student of this age might do something under too much pressure, so he half-agreed: "Okay, but you can't burn it. I'll help you, and you student kid, just go home quickly."

Student: "Thank you, uncle."

The security guard walked over and was about to put out the fire when he asked casually, "Who else are you going to burn it for?"

The student didn't reply, and the security guard looked down.

The orange-red light flickered for a few times, and finally shone on a face with an abnormal smile on its lips. The girl pushed aside her long hair and said faintly:

"Bake it for myself...Uncle."

Yu Yu's thigh was pinched through the air conditioner, and her scream was cut off in her throat.

"Well, it's not that scary..."

She laughed twice in a weak voice.

“Buzz——”

When Yu Yu heard her cell phone vibrate, she was startled at first, but then she came to her senses.

It was Lele's phone, but Lele was taking Yurong's night light and ignored the message.

Therefore, only Yu Yu saw the words on the phone screen -

I'm watching you:)

Yu Yu: ...?

Yu Yu:!

This chapter drops fifty small red envelopes~

There will be more nutritional fluids later, babies can watch it tomorrow ok~

Welcome to the 502 Horror Tea Party in the comment section of this chapter if you are interested.