The sharp edge of the blade fell on the throat, and the throat was about to be cut and blood spurted out, a horrific scene.
But it only cut a thin layer of skin before the blade was pinched between two fingers and easily crushed.
Qin Nuo raised his head, looked at Tang Rou, whose face was filled with resentment, and said, "Is there such a plot?"
Tang Rou tilted her head and said in confusion, "Yes, haven't you read the script?"
Then, she suddenly said, "Oh, I almost forgot, I added this plot later."
"Because I think adding this scene can make the role of the mother more full-bodied and better reflect her love for her children."
Qin Nuo shook his head, stood up, and slapped the blade fragments to the ground. He said, "Let's not talk about whether the plot is absurd or not. Even if you added such a plot, you should have told me. If I hadn't said anything just now, were you really going to slit my throat?"
Tang Rou was about to speak when Dafu came over and said dissatisfiedly, "Teacher, you are so unprofessional. It's just a small knife. Why make such a fuss?"
Qin Nuo picked up a piece of the fragment and said, "This is a real knife."
Ah Gai curled his lips and looked at Qin Nuo with disdain: "Teacher, you are so cowardly. Look at me, I am fine even though I am like this!"
As he spoke, he pulled out a small knife and stabbed it directly into his head. Even though the blood dyed his entire face red, he looked relaxed.
Qin Nuo: “…”
"Just think of it as me being afraid of death. I can't handle this role."
"How lame! We have to start all over again."
Dafu and the others had dissatisfaction written all over their faces.
At this moment the clock on the wall rang.
The long bell sound echoed in the dance room, as if conveying something.
Tang Rou looked at the clock and said, "Ah, time flies by so fast. I have to go back."
"Let's continue rehearsing tomorrow."
Dafu and the others also looked at the clock and nodded, as if after 2:30, they had to leave the dance studio and not stay for a moment.
Qin Nuo knew that these little ghosts would be refreshed tomorrow after leaving, so he tried to persuade them: "Why don't you come back later? Teacher will take you somewhere?"
"No, adults who say this are usually not good people." Ah, it's quite safe to change a few.
As they were talking, they were already packing up their things and preparing to leave.
Qin Nuo was unwilling to go a night without any results, so he caught the procrastinating Ah Tu and said, "Your name is Ah Tu, right? What's the full name of Yanan's child?"
"Yan'nan, just call her Yan'nan. I've always called you that." Ah Tu said, scratching his head.
"Do you have a photo of him?" Qin Nuo continued to ask.
Ah Tu seemed a little scared and looked at Qin Nuo with caution. Qin Nuo also felt that asking this question was indeed a bit extreme. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I know the family of that child named Yanan, so I want to ask a few more questions. Where did he go?"
"I have no idea."
Ah Tu kept shaking his head. After seeing Tang Rou and the others leave, he also fell into the wall and disappeared.
As soon as the little ghosts left, the lights went out and the huge dance studio was instantly swallowed up by the cold darkness.
Qin Nuo frowned and left the dance studio to avoid the entanglement of those cursed paper figures.
This time he quickened his pace. The moment he stepped out of the comprehensive building, he heard those strange noises again. He couldn't help but quicken his pace and returned to the dormitory building.
"Why do those kids have to go home at 2:30 in the morning? Are they not allowed to stay in the dance studio, or are they afraid of something?"
They say they want to go home, but in reality, it is likely that the curse is limiting their time and freedom.
Qin Nuo wondered if there was any way to break the restrictions of this curse. These children were very important to him and contained too much information.
Returning to the corridor, Qin Nuo took out the key to the room, opened the door, went to the table, and drank the tea in the thermos cup in one gulp.
Putting the thermos back on the table, Qin Nuo thought about taking a shower to wash off the smelly sweat on his body, but when his eyes accidentally fell on the books on the bookshelf, he suddenly stopped.
Two books were placed at the very edge, one of Ten Deadly Crimes and one of Psychological Crimes.
Before leaving, Qin Nuo took the Ten Deadly Crimes to kill time. He had a habit of putting the books he had read back on the bookshelf, always starting from the edge.
But at this time, the book closest to the bookshelf was not The Ten Deadly Sins, but Psychological Crimes.
The positions have been swapped...
Qin Nuo blinked, without showing any emotion, took off his shirt, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After a while, he came out, dried his hair, lay on the bed and read for a while. He yawned, put the book back in its place, turned off the bedside lamp, and fell asleep.
Not long after, a light snoring sound was heard in the room, and in the dim light, a hand stretched out from under the bed.
Then, a black shadow slowly appeared beside the bed. Its scarlet eyes stared straight at Qin Nuo who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and its eyes revealed undisguised murderous intent.
He raised his dry arm, and his sharp nails were like a sharp spear, aimed at the head of the figure on the bed.
The next second, with a vicious look in his eyes, he suddenly stabbed his arm, instantly piercing through the bulging head. When his arm was pulled out, a ball of cotton came out.
That bulge is just a pillow.
The black shadow's expression changed, and then he realized something, turned around and stabbed behind him.
Chila!
It was the same arm that stabbed forward, but it had completely different ghost powers. The moment the two arms collided, the black shadow's arm's flesh and blood were torn and the bones were shattered.
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