Zheng Liting immediately covered the little girl's ears, then glanced at the girl with twin ponytails in a reproachful manner:
"Don't say such things carelessly. It's not good to use them to scare people."
The girl with twin ponytails bit her lip, but ultimately did not refute Zheng Liting.
Zheng Liting finally stood up with satisfaction and introduced the two reporters to the children: "They are reporters from outside the city and will stay with us for the next two days."
Several children looked at Zheng Liting, even the girl with twin ponytails, with a look of reluctance in her eyes: "Teacher, are you really leaving this time?"
Hu Meng muttered softly, "What do you mean by 'I'm leaving this time'? Have I been here many times before?"
"Actually, they mentioned letting me go before, but it was dropped. This time they're being quite certain, so it must be true."
Zheng Liting rubbed her hands and looked at the children as if she had made up her mind: "After I leave, there will definitely be a new teacher. You must listen to him carefully then."
"It could also be moving to another school." The male reporter analyzed very pragmatically.
"That's right," Zheng Liting looked around. The dormitory wasn't pretty, even shabby. But after all, she had dedicated her youth to this place, and she still had a deep affection for it. "This place is too old. When you go to the new school, you must study hard."
When Hu Meng and the male reporter followed Zheng Liting out of the dormitory, they were surprised to find that it was already night.
Zheng Liting glanced back at them and said with a smile, "I'll have to ask you to stay in the teachers' dormitory with me for a while. Is that okay?"
Hu Meng seemed to want to suggest that they could move out, but the male reporter had already answered, "No problem."
The teachers' dormitory was the same size as the student dormitories, but more attractively decorated. Perhaps because men and women once lived together, the already small space had been divided into several smaller rooms, separated by a thin partition.
The male reporter opened the door and walked in, and found that there was basically no other space for activities except for a bed.
He looked back at Zheng Liting, who should have been able to thrive in the city with her beauty, but was now living safely in such a place.
Looking closely, her skin was indeed not that delicate, and under the dim light, one could even see a few stray white hairs.
"It's a little narrow," Zheng Liting said apologetically. "Just bear with me. I still need to prepare for class. By the way, if you want to shower, go to the public restroom. There's a shower there."
She then laughed to herself, "When I first came here, we had to fetch our own water! Things have gotten better in recent years; they even installed showers for us."
Hu Meng nodded and stopped disturbing Zheng Liting. Zheng Liting was indeed bent over the table, using the overhead light to seriously prepare for class.
Since she was the only teacher, she was responsible for all the lessons. Furthermore, since the children had different learning progress, Zheng Liting had different tutorials for each. It was quite a hassle to prepare lessons.
By the time Zheng Liting finished preparing her lesson, both reporters had fallen asleep.
She tiptoed to the student dormitory next door, only to find the girl with twin ponytails lying by the window, talking to herself.
"Oh, Suhua, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Zheng Liting asked in a low voice.
Suhua made a shushing gesture: "Teacher, don't you see, there is a little boy over there."
Zheng Liting covered her chest with her hands and showed a frightened expression. She looked over there but didn't find anything unusual.
"Teacher, they ran away!" Suhua complained, "These ghosts are so cowardly!"
Zheng Liting believed that Suhua was not lying, because just now, she even felt a gust of wind blowing past her.
When she passed by a public restroom, she even heard the intermittent sound of running water.
Zheng Liting was frightened. She almost ran back to the dormitory and locked the door with a bang.
"What happened!" Hu Meng was awakened by the noise. She sat up in fear and looked at Zheng Liting blankly.
Zheng Liting swallowed and said truthfully, "It's haunted."
The male reporter was woken up by Hu Meng: "Is there a ghost? Maybe you heard it wrong?"
Who knew that just as he finished speaking, there was a loud knock on the door outside.
Bang, bang, bang! The old wooden door was shaking, as if it was about to be forced open.
Zheng Liting mustered up her courage, grabbed a book, walked behind the door, and yelled at the top of her lungs, "Who is it? Who's outside?"
No one responded to her, so Zheng Liting had no choice but to look at the cat's eye.
What horrified her was that there was nothing behind the cat's eye, no one at all.
After a while, they heard crying, some from children and some from women, one after another.
Hu Meng had no choice but to cover her ears.
Zheng Liting leaned against the desk with a pale face and whispered, "It seems that the ghosts are more ferocious than usual. Is it because of you guys?"
At this time, the male reporter suggested: "Why don't we leave early tomorrow morning? It's too dangerous to stay here."
He had given up the idea of investigating whether this place was haunted.
"No, I can't." Zheng Liting said seriously: "I still have to teach them one last lesson. This is very important! I still have a lot to teach them. I can't just leave like this..."
Hu Meng looked back at the male reporter and shook her head sadly.
Zheng Liting didn't sleep all night. She lay in bed, thinking of scenes from long ago.
At that time, she had just arrived here to teach, the conditions were very poor, and there was only one other teacher besides her.
But the children are very obedient. Whenever Zheng Liting sees so many pairs of eyes eager for knowledge, she feels that it is worth it for her to come here.
In fact, she only needs to stay for a year and she can leave with a very good resume.
But Zheng Liting still chose to stay. She witnessed teachers coming to "gild" her skills one after another, until she was the only fool left.
"Why."
Zheng Liting sat up again. She suddenly remembered that she had a photo album full of photos of her and her former students.
It seemed like she hadn't taken it out to look at it for a long time.
The smiling faces in the old photos were still so innocent, and Zheng Liting felt extremely happy.
Until she was stunned when she saw a group photo.
There are two people in the photo who look very similar to the two reporters, as if they looked like they were young.
Zheng Liting felt her heart beating faster. She opened the male reporter's bag in a possessed state, and a report slipped out of it.
"This city's reporter was killed while conducting an in-depth investigation into the underworld"
The black and white photo of the two heroes showed them lying on the bed.
The newspaper was published just yesterday, and the report shows that they died exactly seven days ago.
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