Chapter 35 "University Students" - Senior and Junior Students' Power Distribution Room.avi...
The power switches on both sides came back on, and Jian Dieda regained his vision, which had been lost in the middle of the night. His time of death was delayed by the cheating of the enforcers of the 'rules'. At the moment he was saved, his lips, which were about to be swallowed by Zhong Junsheng, were also immediately freed from their predicament.
Jian Zijin survived.
[End of Act Three.]
The door opened after the supernatural force failed.
Zhong Jun was relieved.
He slowly wiped his lips, then stepped back and surveyed his surroundings.
A dozen seconds later, the man picked up the fox spirit mask to cover his expression, gradually reverting to the cold-blooded animal look that a culprit of the ghost school should have.
Just as Jian Dieda raised his hand, about to speak on behalf of Zhong Yun, saying that everything was due to the impulses of young people, and that he had known all along that she was lying to him about being a human sacrifice.
Zhong Yun pressed his hand to his heart and bowed slightly in remembrance of what had happened earlier.
It's incredible how simple and straightforward it is.
Zhong Jun seems to be apologizing.
The male senior, who was not human, did not try to force or coerce anyone further, but under the moonlight, he held his junior's slightly trembling hand tightly in a gentlemanly manner.
No matter how meticulous a self-protection plan is, it can't compare to the seduction of a male imposter, not to mention that Zhong Yun rescued Jian Zijin faster than the players.
Seeing that things were not going well, Jian Zijin was about to say something when Zhong Jun gently lifted Jian Dieda's sweaty palm.
He touched the flesh of Jane Dieda's hand with his still feverish, bright red lips, squeezing and touching it with concern, turning his predatory actions into an offensive to win her love, before changing the subject after a few times.
"Don't run away, and don't say anything useless. Tell me how you're going to thank me..." Zhong Yun said with a flirtatious look in his eyes, "Guess how many times I've kissed someone?"
Jane Dieder is very perceptive.
He thought of Zhong Jun's earlier invitation to live together. He didn't want to guess; whether he guessed right or wrong, he might end up losing money for the rest of his life.
Zhong Jun narrowed his eyes, not mentioning the magnetic attraction he could exert on victims in a supernatural environment, but his own sexy aura was undeniable: "You're denying it? What do you take me for?"
“Not what,” Jane Dieda said.
Zhong Yun wondered why Jian Zijin was such a blockhead. No matter how eager a man of the house is to lower himself to pursue love, he still needs to save face. He can't let his youngest son keep saying that he's being unreasonable. So he said, "If I'm one, then I won't... I'm not leaving. Your classmates will be here soon. If I'm here, they'll definitely misunderstand."
Jian Dieda immediately replied, "I think you're like a rice noodle; one look is enough to fill me up."
“Oh,” Zhong Jun beckoned to Jian, who was leaning over to listen, and said with a smile, “Then I… understand.”
What do you know?
Zhong Jun, hiding behind the fox mask, smiled jokingly: "Actually, you want to suck on your senior's food, that's why you compared me to rice noodles. You have a crush on me, and you want to kiss me."
Zhong Xuechang's gaze was too intense; if Jian Dieda looked at him for even a second longer, it felt like he could catch fire. Besides, they had already kissed, and the taste of their tongues intertwined still lingered in their mouths. To say that neither of them was willing would be cowardly. Jian Dieda could only bite the bullet and accept the new side mission of having to drag Zhong Jun into the investigation.
To make matters worse, Jian Dieda sensed a hint of favoritism and, almost without thinking, ordered his senior, "Don't tell anyone about this."
Zhong Yun indicated that she would be very obedient: "Oh, okay, I'll listen to you."
Jane Dieda fell silent.
After a while, the two main characters, who hadn't explained the problem clearly, stumbled away from the power room hand in hand.
The junior had mosquito bites on his face and hands. The senior teased him, saying he should apply his saliva, which he said would have anti-inflammatory, antibacterial, and anti-itch effects. The two inevitably bickered again.
If the rabbit living on the tip of the moon were to look down at this moment, it could see the two most obvious people in the world echoing through the midnight campus.
Until bats flew into the teaching building and the smell of burning lighters came from ahead, Yang Xiaohong was the first to speak after breaking through the encirclement, calling out to Jian Dieda.
"Zijin!"
A girl's cry rang out, and the iron fence blocking the entrance to the power distribution room collapsed with a deafening roar. Jian Dieda's eardrums were unharmed because Zhong Yun had shielded his ears from behind.
Jane Dieda was afraid he wouldn't leave, so she nudged him with her elbow.
Looking out at the darkness outside the window, Zhong Jun had no choice but to climb up and say, "Fine, I'll just jump down from here. I'm the one who suffers when I get angry... Hmm, Jian Zijin trespassed into the power distribution room, and I got the evidence again. I'll tell the school administration office. I'll deduct 1 point from your score tonight. If you behave next time, I'll add the 1 point back to your score."
Jane Diedda: "..."
have a look.
Zhong Yun isn't a monster, he's a demon who can change his face faster than flipping through a book. No wonder he speaks his hometown dialect so fluently; he's simply amazing.
Then, Zhong Jun retreated, and the senior students and junior students disappeared perfectly, leaving Jian Dieda with a mess.
Five players who traveled to the third act and then returned to the modern world came looking for them. What they saw was Jian Zijin, who had successfully saved herself.
Aside from what they could talk about, since Jian Dieda didn't die, the punishment system of Chongli Ghost School became a joke. Before the ghosts could expose them, they held some evidence and decided to remain unchanged and went back to their dormitories to sleep after the lights were turned off.
After they returned to the third and fourth floors of the old building, Wang Xiaoming was visibly frustrated in his dormitory: "We went through so much trouble to get there! Strangely, we didn't even lose any points for rescuing our dorm leader! What are we going to do with the clues now?"
Everyone felt the same way. They hadn't managed to save Jian Zijing, and their mission was stalled. How were they going to face the paranormal student council's new case tomorrow morning?
Jane Dieda is upstairs.
He was soaking his feet, looking at the DM manual, and, unusually, asked the little system, "This round was my mistake. Act 4 is definitely going to be brain-teasing. Can I give them a few hairs to tide them over?"
Tongzi looked at the 5000 basic hairs in Jian Dieda's account and said:
"DM requires a higher level of rationality and logic, so please cherish your hair and wait for the next round."
This isn't the first time the system has emphasized that the host role is more challenging. After all, leading players to uncover the tricks is very intellectually demanding, and script-based murder mystery games that focus on emotional experiences also require a higher level of emotional expression from the 'dormitory head'.
Jane Dieda sat up, stretched his legs, and leaned against the window, lost in thought. He wanted to find his phone, but couldn't help looking at the Nokia and thinking of a strange number. He realized that being single for too long made him prone to overthinking.
"Boom!"
The small meetings on the third floor discussing the case went on and on.
Even if we take a step back, maybe we should just solve this case quickly and get back to reality. This murder mystery game, where he tries to get people into the role but ends up getting himself into it, is more torturous than Fatty Ding's calls urging him to finish his script!
Suddenly, an idea struck him; he had thought of something.
I know it's wrong to do this, it's out of character and violates the script's requirements for character development, but it's really hard to hold it in. In the storyline of Jian, the college student who just turned 20, he looked left and right, finally raised his hands, then calmly put them under the covers and pulled down his white briefs...
Um--
one, two, three! o, yes!
oh!
The speechless system shut down abruptly. Nobody knew that the seemingly cold but actually warm-hearted junior had completed his midnight shooting training with his skillful hands and a kiss from Zhong Jun.
Unexpectedly, the incident at the public teaching building that night triggered a butterfly effect.
Zhong Jun strode back to the school office with a big smile on his face. The beauty and sweetness of tonight far exceeded his expectations. Although he did not get the promise about that matter, one should not be too greedy. He can take it one step at a time and wait for Jian Zijin's attitude to soften next time.
Jiang Yanrui appeared in the darkness.
"..." Zhong Yun pressed her hand to her chin and exclaimed, "Huh?" "Are you crying?"
Jiang Yanrui's tears were really falling.
Zhong Jun is over 1.8 meters tall.
The enormous version of Jiang Yanrui glared at Zhong Jun and made his move.
Zhong Jun was still knocked away and slammed against the wall.
He suddenly realized how unlucky he was and vomited blood all over the place.
My good mood vanished, replaced by numbness from being used as a punching bag by a lunatic.
Jiang Yanrui, that idiot, roared, spitting out stringy saliva, and flung out an old meal card with the name 'Jiang Yanrui' written on it: "You murderer, tell me right now—who is this person—who is the person in the photo on the meal card—"
"Aaaaaah!! I can't escape—I want to graduate—I want to take the postgraduate entrance exam—Dad, Mom—"
The crazed monster childishly tossed out a bunch of certificates, papers, and group photos he'd collected from the ghost school, showing the faces and laughter of everyone in Dorm 404, except for him.
right.
Zhong Jun disappeared from all the old photos.
“…” Zhong Jun glanced at it, then closed her eyes listlessly.
Jiang Yanrui was still sobbing as he ran away.
Zhong Jun's arms and legs were broken, making him more miserable than anyone else. He didn't know who to sympathize with.
Perhaps the nightmare brought about by Chinese education is a cycle; after arriving here, those in the photos became victims of the freshman sacrifice.
For a brief moment tonight, Zhong Jun thought she would never see Jian Zijin again. Coming here to find her was not out of necessity, but to defuse the crumbling defenses of her city.
Everyone has read about the student leader's resume in the background story, but Zhong Jun's background is not that of an ambitious campus genius or a favored child with both parents. He is just an ordinary orphan who had no one to support his studies when he was young and relied on his own efforts to get into university. After working hard to get into Chongli, he was not adorned with a halo, but often felt inferior.
In front of Jian Zijin, Zhong Jun suddenly felt a strong urge to tell her junior about her childhood.
In the end, Zhong Jun simply touched Jian Dieda's red agate-colored earlobe, which was still burning hot.
But the five people in these photos look so familiar.
He couldn't help but bend over and touch it with his bloodied hand.
The monstrous monsters in the haunted school only capture people; they have no emotions or memories from their previous lives.
However, the players have already noticed that there is a mysterious formation in the school. Indeed, the offerings that are driven into the feng shui pits every year will continuously absorb magnetic fields to supply a pit.
The mystical principles behind this horror game are somewhat similar to those in "A Chinese Ghost Story".
The Black Mountain Demon, an old woman, raises her daughters, who are beautiful and disguised as female ghosts, to seduce scholars and contribute their virginity.
The big demon was hiding very well behind the little demon.
Thinking it over, Zhong Yun decided not to go back to his original place tonight. Deeply trapped in the vortex of the haunted school, Zhong Yun also knew that there was only one person he could trust and entrust to him, and that was his brave and fearless junior, his little boy with red ears.
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Author's Note: Zhong Xiaoqian is homeless, so let's invite Jian Caichen to open the dormitory door once more and let his senior brother onto the bed! (Author bangs gong, Duang!)
[I've been in Sanyang these past few days, and the inflammation has subsided. I'll continue updating at the normal frequency from now on. *kiss*
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