Chapter 12 Going to the Library
Although Lu Jiamu was suspended in mid-air with only a thin rope under his feet, he had maintained his center of gravity at the beginning and was very calm, and was not affected by his mentality.
Therefore, I used the long rod to avoid losing my center of gravity immediately.
He looked down at his feet and walked along the line step by step like an agile cat.
This feeling of having to take every step at the most perfect balance point and measuring absolute balance made Lu Jiamu vaguely feel a strange comfort.
When he reached the end, he jumped onto the equipment on the other side, then climbed down the ladder on the other side unsteadily.
Yu Leng was stunned and even wanted to applaud him.
Even Teacher Wen praised him for his confident and steady appearance, saying, "Not bad."
That’s amazing…
Yu Leng once again began to suspect that he had been a member of an acrobatic troupe or a gymnastics team.
If a newcomer who is unprepared and inexperienced is suddenly asked to walk in such conditions, he may be able to take a few steps relying on his enhanced physique, but it will be difficult to maintain it.
After all, many times, pure strength cannot make up for huge technical flaws.
Moreover, it is human's instinct to fear heights, and in this environment, even the slightest fear will be infinitely magnified.
As long as there is a little hesitation, a little panic, and you take a wrong step on the rope, it will start to shake, and it will only shake more and more violently, and it will be difficult to regain your balance.
However, Lu Jiamu walked so steadily and lightly, either his courage and ability far exceeded those of ordinary people, or he had experienced such scenes many times before.
Yu Leng felt a little respect in his heart, but he didn't have time to think more and rebuild his impression of Lu Jiamu.
Because it will be his turn after Lu Jiamu comes down from the other side.
Yu Leng swallowed, took a deep breath, and was extremely nervous.
After all, just because Lu Jiamu can walk over there doesn’t mean he can walk over there too.
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The next half of the class was spent on this training.
Among the remaining five people, except Wang Biao who seemed to have received similar training before and thus completed the movements relatively smoothly, the others all failed miserably in their first attempt.
As the course continued, Lu Jiamu gradually became proficient after several attempts. He walked on the long rope faster and faster, and his movements became lighter and more steady. He began to walk on the ground with ease, and his balance ability was greatly improved.
Others gradually figured out the tricks through failures big or small.
Tightrope walking is slower than somersaults and allows for more thinking. Even the one with the worst balance and the most timid among them tried again and again under the death gaze of the two teachers, and finally managed to reach the end with the help of the balance bar.
The subsequent classes were also carried out according to the schedule, which was similar to yesterday.
During the morning outdoor course, Lu Jiamu learned more combat skills and showed his talent in shooting and fighting. Compared with the other students, he was always the calmest and had the most accurate judgment.
Because everything went smoothly, the two teachers did not keep the class extended at noon.
After lunch, Wang Biao asked Teacher Gao and learned that they were free to move during lunch break and could go to the equipment room, the library or other places on campus. Then he started to call other people.
Thinking about what Teacher Gao said yesterday, that the little ghosts they encountered were very timid and cautious, and once discovered, they would probably not appear in the same place for a short time, Lu Jiamu didn't have any excessive concerns about the corridor.
He also wanted to know more information, so he agreed as soon as Wang Biao mentioned it.
After Coleman returned yesterday, he did not mention anything about encountering ghosts to the two high school students, so they still didn't know what happened to them yesterday.
It was noon again, which was traditionally the busiest time of the year. This undoubtedly gave them a great sense of security, and they quickly agreed to Wang Biao's proposal and prepared to go to the library with them.
When they reached the stairs, Lu Jiamu saw Yu Leng's frightened expression and he didn't dare to go in, so he knew that he had not forgotten what happened yesterday.
Lu Jiamu didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so after looking at him, he walked past him, opened the door of the stairwell and walked upstairs.
This time they walked very smoothly, without any cold wind or laughter, and they soon reached the corridor on the sixth floor and found the library according to the signs.
Lu Jiamu knocked on the door of the library, and a small window next to the door quickly opened with a sour friction sound.
A pair of strange eyes covered with white film were pressed against the small window, and they looked around at them slowly.
The owner of the eyes asked in an old voice: "Borrow a book?"
Lu Jiamu nodded: "Yes."
"Sign up..."
The small window soon closed with a sour sound, and the door of the library opened with a click.
Lu Jiamu pushed the door open, and inside was just a very small room, which didn't look like a library.
There was no one in the room. There was only a table with a form and a pen for registration, as well as big rules written on the wall: Keep quiet, one person can only borrow one book at a time, and please return it to its original place after borrowing.
Next to it, written in paint: I'm watching you.
At first glance it looks bloody.
Lu Jiamu paused for a moment, then walked to the table and glanced at the form.
The form requires the grade, number and borrowed books.
As soon as he saw it clearly, he picked up the pen and started writing on tiptoe. Yu Leng looked at it a little strangely, then followed him in and lined up behind him.
After the six of them registered in turn, before they could ask the teacher how to enter the library, something like a magic circle suddenly appeared out of thin air under the line of bloody words. It was so fast that they couldn't even see clearly, and it sucked them in.
Wang Biao started coughing violently: "Cough cough cough! Why does it smell musty?"
In the dim light, Lu Jiamu saw rows of tall, heavy, and old bookshelves. They looked very small when they stood in the middle.
Judging from the specifications, it doesn't look like it belongs in a teaching building.
Teleport?
Lu Jiamu turned his head to glance at Wang Biao, raised his hand slightly, put it in front of his lips, and made a not-so-obvious gesture to keep quiet.
His dark eyes moved, as if he was taking in the surroundings, and then he whispered, "It's better not to say such things here."
Maybe the librarian could hear it.
It would be bad to say that he didn't keep the library clean and make him angry.
Wang Biao fell silent immediately.
Lu Jiamu whispered again: "There are classification labels on the side of the bookshelf, let's take a look."
The magic circle that had pulled them in had disappeared, and once they had quieted down, there was total silence all around them.
From beginning to end, they didn't see anyone else except the pair of strange eyes that appeared at the beginning.
As Yu Leng walked, he subconsciously looked back frequently. He always felt as if something was staring at them. He was also a little worried that the teacher outside would close the door and not let them out.
Lu Jiamu was not affected at all. He walked quickly in the aisle, reading the labels on the sides of the bookshelf and occasionally glancing at the books stored on the shelves.
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