I Wasn’t Born Lucky

In the remaining time after Xiao Li finished the papers, he began to observe the girl with the strangest behavior.

The girl had finished the papers, and she was counting back and forth nervously.

Xiao Li stared at her for a long time. Suddenly, a rubber slammed at her from a seat diagonally in front of the girl, hit her body, rolled from her knees to the ground, and shocked Xiao Li.

But the girl was obviously used to this treatment, she looked at the girl who smashed the rubber at her.

It was a girl who dyed her hair blonde, grinning at the girl, and she seemed to be bullying her with this proficiency: "Oh, my hand slipped, hey, pass me the rubber."

The girl bent over to pick up an eraser. At this moment, another girl in the back seat of her took the opportunity to throw a pen at the back of her head and made a "bang"—the girl covered the back of her head in pain. She didn't do any violent revenge action. Instead, she picked up the pen and handed it back to the person sitting behind her. Because of this action, Xiao Li could see the nameplate on her chest: Tan Li.

Xiao Li gave a "tsk", took out a pen from her pencil case, and slammed it on the head of the girl who had previously bullied Tan Li. When the girl covered her forehead and looked at him angrily, the young man Yang He raised his lips and said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"Who are you so special?!" The girl glared at Xiao Li, clutching her aching forehead.

Xiao Li: "I am Lei Feng."

Girl: "..."

Her anger was interrupted by Xiao Li so much, instead, she looked at Tan Li mockingly, then at Xiao Li: "Newcomer, you help her, do you... like her?"

When she uttered the last three words, she couldn't help but laughed sarcastically, apparently thinking it was impossible.

Xiao Li said, "Lei Feng doesn't need a reason to help people, how did your teacher teach you? Also, what happened to her?"

"She?" The girl looked at the girl's back in disgust. "All day long, I nervously said that we have one more person here. The gods talk about not letting others approach her. A mad woman, I am afraid that she is born mentally retarded I advise you to stay away from her too."

After the girl had finished speaking with Xiao Li, she might have thought of Tan Li's disgustingness, and she curled her lips in disgust and slept on the table.

One more person...

Xiao Li thought for a moment, tore a small piece of paper from the Chinese book, and wrote a line on it, "Hello, take the liberty to ask, what happened to you in this class?", then Xiao Li took the note Knead into a ball and threw it towards Tan Li's tabletop.

Tan Li saw the ball of paper on the table obviously stunned. You must know that this kind of ball of paper used to hit her directly. The girl slowly stretched out her hand, opened the ball of paper, and looked at the words on it. He picked up the pen and wrote a line slowly, then threw it back to Xiao Li in the same way.

Xiao Li couldn't wait to open the note and found that the other party wrote: One more...Go!

Xiao Li really wanted to leave, but the teacher wouldn't let him go-the black-haired boy continued to write crowdedly below: "Why is there one more?"

He threw the note back again, and this time the girl replied clearly and quickly: Go, stay away from me!

After that, no matter how hard Xiao Li tried, he could no longer arouse the slightest reaction from Tan Li.

When Xiao Li was about to struggle again, the teacher in front of the podium stood up, and she came to the first row of seats: "Time is up, hand in the paper!"

Xiao Li squeezed his face, and nervously handed in the paper-he did not choose the paper provided by Xiao Huangben after all.

The teacher collected all the test papers, and when they got to the podium, they began to correct them quickly.

Five minutes later, she raised her head, picked up the test papers, and began to read the results: "Tan Li, 61 points, Sun Zi, 76 points, Han Nan, 93 points..."

Xiao Li waited one by one. After his heartbeat could not stop rushing up, he waited for himself in the last one.

"——Xiao Li, 91 points," the teacher reported the score with a sullen face. She looked up from the test paper and said regretfully, "It's a pity."

She left an item on the podium, then put away the paper, raised her head and said to everyone: "This is the end of today's class."

With these words, the lights in the entire classroom suddenly went out, as if some switch was turned on, all the students and teachers disappeared without a trace, returning to the darkness of reality.

Xiao Li narrowed his eyes slightly, gathered the things on the table, put his schoolbag on his back, took out the phone, turned on the flashlight, and walked to the podium—there was the so-called "reward" left by the teacher.

On the empty podium, there was a box of matches, ordinary, without any unusualness.

Xiao Li picked up the box of matches and opened the box. There were several matches lying in it. The black-haired boy picked up one and clamped it on his fingertips, looking at it and thinking for a while:

This is the so-called reward...

Does this box of matches have an ability to evade ghost attacks when lit?Or is it like a little match girl, what he imagined can appear in the lighted match?Or maybe it's a clue...

clue.

This word suddenly rushed into Xiao Li's mind. If you talk about something that requires a match to meet, he, or they, actually overlooked one thing.

Xiao Li stuffed the match into his pocket and walked towards the door of the dark classroom. He just took a step, but suddenly stopped.

——Because there is a white shadow standing brightly at the door of the classroom.

They are very close, so close that you can see the female ghost's facial features, vaguely you can see that it is the girl counted before in this classroom, she looks small and cute, but now she exudes a cold air.

Xiao Li said, "Tan Li? Did you write this letter?"

As he said, he took out the distress letter he found at the door of the class from his pocket, opened it to the other party, and said as he moved, "It's just that the words are a bit ugly, and I need to practice more next time."

If Tan Li is a human, his small eyes must be filled with big doubts.

Xiao Li continued to ask her: "How do you want me to save you?"

The female ghost just kept looking at him without saying anything. Xiao Li blinked again and she disappeared in front of him.

Xiao Li shrugged, and put the distress letter back into his pocket again, ready to verify his guess.

However, on the road, when passing the toilet, Xiao Li let go, and there was a slight sob echoing around the toilet, and there was a faint cry for help such as "Help."

Xiao Li stopped, turned around, and walked towards the women's toilet where the sound came from.

The women's toilet in the teaching building is not to mention how dilapidated it is. The walls covered with yellow spots reveal the unique coldness of the toilet. Each enclosed compartment is frightening.

The sound of crying came from the last compartment of the women's toilet on this floor. The voice was thick and low, like a man.

It should be... Zheng Yi?

Xiao Li recognized the owner of the voice, and was about to walk over to see what was going on. He approached the compartment step by step, only hearing the crying suddenly high and hastily, so Xiao Li stopped in confusion. Just listen to the breath of the person inside.

Xiao Li:???

He hesitated, Zheng Yi wouldn't be inside...what would you do?In this environment, can he be in a mood?

Just as Xiao Li was sluggish, Zheng Yi in the compartment became more panicked.

He felt that he was too miserable. Not only did he come to this place inexplicably, but after seeing that the beard turned into a ghost for some reason, and killed Huang Nina, he and Qian Yiwei ran wildly from the second floor of the laboratory. He broke the window and jumped out. He hasn't suffered this kind of suffering for a long time-that's fine. As a result, Qian Yiwei insisted to come to the teaching building. He didn't dare to be alone and opposed to fruitless, so he had to follow him too. They saw a ghost again on the way, and they scattered and fled. In the end, Zheng Yi escaped into the toilet alone, not daring to go out.

He was afraid that he would face a ghost as soon as he went out, and then died tragically in the toilet.

This method of death is so miserable, his mother would cry for it!

He stayed here for a long time, until he had been fantasizing about his death, and he was very hungry. As a student, Zheng Yi had not experienced much, and now he just wanted to cry.

But no matter how he suppressed it, the crying sound still spread, as if it caused something...

Zheng Yi heard the turn of the footsteps and moved closer and closer to the toilet where he was, the sound of footsteps getting heavier and heavier.

Patter, patter, patter.

Zheng Yi only felt that his heart was going to be stomped by the footsteps. He began to lose control of his throat, crying from his throat, and he thought that the ghost might be outside the compartment. He is separated from the ghost, and the ghost will break in immediately, and he will be sent to Huangquan.

Thinking of this, his breathing became heavy uncontrollably.

His eyes were fixed on the door in front of him, and he waited for the opening of the door with his eyes cracking, which would declare his death-and then the footsteps stopped.

This short blank space is even more reminiscent. He wondered wildly, why the ghost stopped, is it trying to torture me and scare me to death?

Student Zheng Yi stroked his heart, and the piece was about to jump out fiercely from his mouth—then he saw the door slowly opened a crack...

Zheng Yi closed his eyes tightly and yelled subconsciously: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Then he heard a calm voice, and there was some doubt in the calmness of that voice: "What is your name?"

AJ boy opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a beautiful and familiar face, Xiao Li!

He relaxed all of a sudden, his whole face was sad and happy, distorted in a distorted manner, and said angrily: "Why... how are you..."

——Do you think you are a ghost?!

Xiao Li opened the door and looked at Zheng Yi condescendingly: "I passed by here and heard your cry."

"Why didn't you call me?" Zheng Yi gasped for breath. After the great grief and joy, he is now in a state of collapse.

Xiao Li: "I'm afraid to disturb you."

Zheng Yi: "..."

He looked at the opponent’s black eyes, and wanted to yell "Afraid to disturb me crying?", but he has no strength anymore-Zheng Yi's gaze shifted to the mineral water in the side of Xiao Li's schoolbag. Licking his dry lips: "Can you give me a drink?"

Xiao Li measured his state. He has not exercised much so far, and he is not thirsty. So he took out the water bottle and handed it to Zheng Yi. He watched Zheng Yi take two sips, then Zheng Yi wiped his mouth and stared at Xiao. Li's schoolbag asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

"No," Xiao Li shrugged at him, opened his schoolbag to him, and drew out Chinese books, math books, and homework books in batches from it, "I only have a wise boat and happy oars left here."

Zheng Yi: "..."