When I returned to the office, the room was still cold and gloomy, as if the dark clouds had blocked the light, making the room even darker.
Qin Nuo sat down in his office, looked at the class schedule next to him, and found that he only had this one class today.
"It seems like today is quite leisurely."
Qin Nuo murmured, sitting in a chair and reviewing the notes of today's class. He had already prepared the class notes and course materials for the next class.
This process must be extremely boring and extremely uncomfortable for Qin Nuo, but in order to perform perfectly, he has to adapt.
After a while, the bell for class rang again.
The office was still deserted.
But Qin Nuo clearly felt a lot of chill passing by him. Except for the female teacher, the rest of the classroom seemed very autistic and never liked to communicate with others.
Qin Nuo ignored him and devoted himself to his work.
Suddenly, a bloody smell filled his nose, and then Qin Nuo found a few drops of bright red blood on his manuscript paper.
Blood bloomed on the manuscript paper like little red flowers.
"Teacher Liang." A hoarse voice echoed in my ears.
Qin Nuo felt the chill beside him, and when he looked up, he saw a head in front of him.
The top of his head seemed to be pierced by something, and blood was flowing, dyeing his hair dark red.
The horrific bloody half of his face was too painful to look at.
What's even more terrifying is that there really is just a head, no body. From a distance, it looks like a head floating next to Qin Nuo.
Suddenly turning around and seeing this scene, this level of shock is enough to make a person's heart stop.
Even Qin Nuo shuddered, his heart was a little overwhelmed by the stimulation.
The other person didn't realize how horrified he was, and said to himself, "Teacher Liang, I have a minor skin injury on my head. I wanted to ask if you have any gauze. Do you have some?"
As he spoke, black blood was still gushing out of the top of his head, as if a big hole had been smashed in it, and his skull was sunken in.
Qin Nuo suddenly understood that this was an invisible ghost, and it was only because of the damage to its head that its head became visible.
There are two ways for invisible ghosts to appear. One is that they appear on their own accord, and the other is that when they suffer severe damage, a certain part of their body will also appear.
"Gauze? Wait a minute."
Even though a floating bloody head was scary, and even though the gory black blood dripped onto the surface of his shoes, Qin Nuo remained calm. He pulled out the drawer and rummaged through it, and quickly found a roll of gauze and handed it over.
"Thanks."
Qin Nuo looked at him and asked casually, "How did it become like this?"
"There were some naughty students in class one. They seemed to be in a bad mood. I just went to class and when I opened the door, a hammer hit me on the head."
"If you can't find out who it is, just give up and come back to find some gauze." The other party said,
Qin Nuo glanced at the schedule and realized that the other person was also a math teacher teaching Class 1.
It was probably because of the resentment he had accumulated towards Qin Nuo in the last class that he took it out on him.
"Your way of education is wrong. It will only make those kids more arrogant." Perhaps out of guilt, Qin Nuo took out another bottle of potion from the drawer and handed it over.
The other party took it and thanked him again. His voice was very charming. If you ignore that scary head, it is enough to make people imagine a handsome face.
"Maybe, but they are just kids, there is no need to worry about it. Besides, the teacher
This job is hard-earned, and it’s very troublesome for parents to complain.” The other party said.
Qin Nuo nodded and said nothing more. Since they had different opinions, it would be a waste of words to say more.
As the bloody head floated away, Qin Nuo continued to focus on his work.
Before he knew it, his cell phone rang. Qin Nuo stretched and realized that it was almost twelve o'clock.
"That's about it. You can take a break for the rest of the time."
In my free time, I naturally walked around the campus. When I got to the cafeteria, I got some food in advance.
The combination of food meets the nutritional standards, but it seems to lack oil, which makes people lose their appetite.
But at least there were potatoes and vegetables, which looked normal.
Qin Nuo thought of the food Mo Fang cooked. It was delicious, but every time he swallowed it, he felt nauseous.
After eating a few bites, he poured the food into the rice bucket. When Qin Nuo came out of the cafeteria, the school bell rang.
Then I saw elementary school students running out from every staircase in the teaching building at an astonishing speed, just like when they were going home from school when they were kids.
Every time after dinner, Liang Zisu would take a walk on campus before going back to take a nap, and Qin Nuo was naturally no exception.
Qin Nuo has a good grasp of these little habits in life. The reason why he knows this is because he learned it from Liang Zisu's diary.
Qin Nuo discovered that the ghosts in the horror world all like to write diaries. According to normal people, who would have nothing better to do than write a diary?
Perhaps the ghosts in the horror world are different. They live here more like birds in a cage, imprisoned souls that may disappear one day. The things recorded in the diary may represent that they existed.
"Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, where are you? It's time for dinner, you should come out!"
While walking in a corner of the campus, I suddenly heard a girl's shouting.
Qin Nuo walked over to the sound and saw a girl lying under a bush, holding a can of cat food in her hand and calling into the bush.
The girl was wearing a school uniform, and the skirt of the school uniform was exposed. Now she was lying in the grass, which was simply... embarrassing!
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