Chapter 48 Classic Movie Appreciation



Four burning gazes fell on Xiaohong at the same time.

Xiaohong, the only female ghost in red who can freely enter and exit the mirror in the copy: "..."

It raised its head in disbelief, but before it could open its mouth, its hand was suddenly grabbed by Tang Xinjue and pushed outside the red line of the mirror.

Tang Xinjue nodded: "Nothing is harmed. The death rule for candidates does not work on NPCs."

This means that although they cannot leave their positions, Xiaohong can move freely.

"Then the next test is..."

She raised the plunger again. "Become me."

Seeing the rubber head, in order to avoid trouble, Xiao Hong subconsciously changed into Tang Xin Jue's facial features, and then suddenly realized: "??? Wait, what are you going to do——"

The toilet plunger was so powerful that it pushed the ghost girl's face back into the mirror.

Then came the head, the limbs... As the wet body was mostly submerged in the mirror again, a chill came from the rubber head.

As expected, once back inside the mirror, the ghost's power increases significantly.

Xiaohong also felt the power of recovery, her face lit up with joy, and she immediately used her hands and feet to get back into the mirror, trying to take this opportunity to escape.

Just when she was about to completely enter the mirror, she suddenly felt a huge pulling force from the back of her head. With a "click", the whole ghost suddenly froze.

Tang Xinjue's gentle voice came from outside the mirror: "Sorry, I scratched a few of your hairs."

As she said this, she stretched her hand, and a handful of fallen black hair fell into the sink from her palm, while the other half was attached to the ghost girl's scalp, shaking precariously.

Xiaohong: How many the hell do you call this?

In the brief moments when she stopped moving, the toilet plunger had already caught her neck from the side and pulled her out again. She fell down on the sink, as if the brief hope just now was just a dream.

Within two seconds, Tang Xinjue's keen senses detected a change in the environment and he looked up.

At the mirror position facing her, the red lines on both sides disappeared silently, and her normal reflection appeared in the mirror, and the oppressive and cold feeling that emanated from it also dissipated without a trace.

Tang Xinjue took off his coat without hesitation, placed it on the sink and slowly pushed it out to Zheng Wanqing's position.

The other three held their breath.

When the coat was pulled back, it neither vanished nor was damaged. Tang Xinjue's eyebrows twitched, and when he tried to reach out again, it was his own hand.

Zheng Wanqing was still worried: "Be careful!"

In her haste, she almost forgot that she had lost an arm and was still trying to receive Tang Xin Jue. It was not until she bent down that she remembered that she had no hand.

The severed arm swung in vain twice in the air, appearing a bit confused.

Tang Xinjue had successfully retracted his hand, and it was still intact.

This time she held a protective amulet in her mouth, dragged Xiaohong and walked to Zheng Wanqing. After fully entering the mirror, she continued to move forward.

After walking along the outside of the sink from Zheng Wanqing, Zhang You to Guo Guo's position, Tang Xinjue finally confirmed:

"I can now function normally here as well."

Most likely, through her entry and exit just now, the copy rules have determined that she is "dead" in the plot and is no longer subject to the original restrictions.

Seeing that this method really worked, the atmosphere in the bathroom suddenly became lively.

Zheng Wanqing couldn't wait any longer: "Hurry up and take this away from me too. The space is too small now, I can't even use my [sandbag-sized fist]."

Guo Guo's angry shout immediately pierced from the farthest distance: "Miss, please be quiet! Half of your hand is gone, and you still want to use your fist!"

Zheng Wanqing pretended not to hear. If it wasn't inconvenient for her, she would have probably just grabbed the female ghost.

Xiaohong, who was dragged around on the sink like a human rag, said: "..."

No, it can't bear it anymore.

No ghost can bear such humiliation!

Xiaohong suddenly stretched out her hand, turned her neck 180 degrees in an unusual arc, and grabbed Tang Xinjue's arm:

"Wait! I have another way to help you pass the level!"

Seeing the girl's glance, it continued quickly, "This method is also very fast. I will personally perform it and guarantee a 99% success rate. All you need to do is endure it for a while, and in exchange, a certain part of your body will disappear, such as a finger, ear, or toe..."

Tang Xinjue looked away and continued to drag her forward.

"Wait, are you really not going to consider this? Just let me go and I'll do it for you! As long as—"

This time, the toilet plunger directly blocked her mouth, and in Xiaohong's extremely resentful dead fish eyes, she was once again invisible in the mirror.

Five minutes later, the shackles on Zheng Wanqing and Zhang You were successively untied. Zhang You hurriedly took out the healing talisman from his pocket and wrapped Zheng Wanqing's wound into a mummy ball. He also poured out a bottle of water and a box of biscuits to help his roommate, who had lost too much blood, replenish his strength.

Finally, she took out a bundle of hemp rope from her pocket and tied Xiaohong up tightly with Tang Xinjue.

Xiao Hong cursed: "You have enough money to buy a space bag, and you still come to the C-level dungeon to bully people. The quality of the candidates in this class is really rubbish!"

Zhang You pulled out a glasses cloth and wiped his glasses. "This is just an ordinary pocket. It seems you didn't even know how to organize things when you were alive. No wonder your laptop and phone were scattered everywhere after you died, and you even lost your head."

The mention of the phone immediately pricked Xiaohong's lungs, her face turning as dark as the bottom of a pot. "If you hadn't taken my phone and sent random text messages, and even caused me to lose my body, I wouldn't have come to this crappy dungeon..."

Tang Xin Jue remained unmoved: "If you don't want to be demoted again, stop talking nonsense."

Xiaohong shut up.

The last one to be unlocked is Guo Guo.

Just when Xiaohong was about to pretend to be Guo Guo and enter the mirror again, Guo Guo suddenly called for a stop.

She turned to Zheng Wanqing beside her and said, "It will probably run away after the plot is over. I'm not in a hurry to unlock it. You should get revenge first."

The revenge she was referring to was the missing half of Zheng Wanqing's forearm.

After saying that, Guo Guo took a step back and gave his seat to Zheng Wanqing.

Xiaohong, who was waiting in front of the mirror bored, said: "..."

It looked up with an indescribable look, and in the shadow blocking the light, Zheng Wanqing's unrecognizable face came into view.

Zheng Wanqing raised her left hand, revealing a fist as big as a sandbag.

“Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Xiaohong screamed, not because she was beaten, but because a fist as big as a sandbag grabbed her hair and pulled it hard, causing the ghost's last few hairs to be tragically sacrificed.

Throwing her hair away, Zheng Wanqing patted her arms and said to Guo Guo, "Okay, now she has no hair. Even if she turns into your face again, she will just be a bald man who looks like you."

Tang Xinjue and Zhang You nodded in agreement.

They knew that at the end of the first exam, Xiaohong's operation of replacing Guo Guo's face with a faceless human head left a huge psychological shadow on Guo Guo. Sometimes he even worried about his sanity value dropping when looking in the mirror.

Pulling Xiaohong's hair now is not only revenge, but also a way to break the horror filter in Guo Guo's mind and let her let go of this nagging memory.

Guo Guo's expression did indeed change subtly, but she quickly shook her head in a cocky manner, "It's okay. My unique temperament is something it can't imitate."

Xiaohong was so angry that she gritted her teeth and didn't even want to take off the few strands of hair that were still attached to her. She rushed back to the mirror in grief and anger.

[Ding! Movie viewing progress has reached 100%... Now start the movie viewing quiz!]

[Excuse me, what is the name of the ghost in the mirror in the movie?]

[A, Ice Blue]

[B, Lina Green]

[C, Glaze Purple]

[D, Sakura Red]

The four of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Shang Yinghong!"

Xiaohong drew circles in the mirror and cursed them viciously.

[Ding, correct answer! The live film appreciation session has begun. Please write your film review within 60 minutes, with a minimum of 1200 words.]

The number of words in the review has increased again.

Hearing the exam reminder, Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahaha, how can I possibly write a 1,200-word movie review in an hour?"

"Serves you right! You used me as a tool to get through this level! It's going to be so hard for you!"

Tang Xinjue ignored her, took out a pen and paper, and wrote a line on the sink: "I'll write 600, Zhang You and Guo Guo, 300 each. Zheng Wanqing's hands are not convenient, so just keep an eye on Xiaohong."

"The title of our review this time is..."

"For example, avoiding ghost nests, we discuss the importance of repairing mirrors for the aesthetics and sustainability of bathrooms."

Xiaohong: What kind of words are you using? Talking about the nest? Am I a bug?

She stared in amazement at how quickly they entered the state. Reluctantly, she stretched her head out to see what Tang Xin Jue had written. However, she stretched her head too far and accidentally dropped it on Tang Xin Jue's paper.

Tang Xin Jue had a blank expression on his face. "Can interfering with a student's review be considered a violation of exam rules?"

Xiaohong quickly shrank her neck: "Wait, I didn't mean it! I'll go back now - eh?"

It suddenly stopped moving and poked its head into Tang Xinjue's arms again. Its nose twitched and its eyes widened instantly. "I was wondering why I felt like there was something strange on you...it turned out to be a mark?"

Tang Xinjue paused, then raised his eyelids to look at it: "What mark?"

Xiaohong sniffed it for a moment, then raised the corner of her mouth, revealing an exaggerated smile that stretched from ear to ear. "So you didn't know... This is a mark from a higher level, meaning someone has remembered you."

"Once you're marked, your movements will unknowingly move closer to it until we meet again, hahahaha..."

"In other words, you're being targeted!"

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