My House of Horrors

The real factor teaching is not to grow and avoid short, but to confront problems and defects and drug the symptoms.

Chen Gong doesn't have children, but in a way, he is the head of his own haunted house.

Treating different employees and communicating differently to maximize their enthusiasm for work is also a must have capability for successful bosses.

After Han Song and Taekwondo joined, the team behind Chen Gong grew much longer.

“Principal, I didn't actually intend to kill Han Song from the beginning, I just wanted to make him feel the pain of the weak and remind him of himself.” There is no misunderstanding between Chen Gong and the old headmaster: “Our fundamental aim is to gain recognition of the will of haunted schools. Killing students in haunted schools is clearly against the will of haunted schools. ”

Chen Song understood the truth a long time ago: “In addition to the will of haunted schools, the most powerful presence in this school should be a powerful ghost called a painter. He had a great idea to use the resources at his disposal to try to make haunted schools into a paradise without a struggle, but unfortunately he was obstructed by another top red coat. I don't know the end result, but the ghosts who offended the painter and obstructed the painter eventually erased all their memories. ”

“The painter didn't kill them?” The old headmaster spoke of the key.

“Yes, even if the ghosts keep messing around, the painter didn't kill them.” Chen Gong said softly: “Eating red clothes can greatly improve the strength of himself and his companions. The painter will not fail to understand this, so he does not want to kill, but cannot. Don't forget, before the new pusher showed up, the real owner of the school was the ghost school will hanging over the school, the painter was strong, but still had to act within the limits of the school will. ”

“Why didn't you tell me that earlier? ”

“If I told you the truth, would you still have that look? When you went to save Han Song, you really wanted to save him, regardless of everything, sincerely, these things can't be disguised, I can see, Han Song should be able to see.” Chen Gongkou smiled: “Principal, you are the kindest person I have ever met. I didn't mean to deceive you. I just want to do more. There are many things in the world that can not be done by good intentions alone. ”

The smile on his face slowly converged: “There was despair and negative emotion behind the door, but the source of these emotions was outside the door, and I don't know how the world appeared behind the door, but I do know that if everyone was like you, behind the door might just be a pure dream. ”

Looking out the window, Chan Sing looked at the thick mist of blood: "Maybe you can see the stars here too. ”

This is the first time the old headmaster has seen Chen Guo reveal this expression: “Do you seem to have something on your mind? ”

“I would never tell anyone that you were the first to hear this, probably because you knew my parents, and I'm sure you wouldn't hurt me.” Chen Gong and the old headmaster walked in front of the team: “Big haunted school, standing in red and powerful ghosts, I may be the only living person, sometimes I will be scared, but I know I can't go to be scared. I am a very ordinary living person, but I am also the owner of the haunted house, the main bone of those children. If I mess up the scale, everyone will be scattered, so I can't be scared, and I won't dare to think about it. ”

It wasn't until Chen Gong said this that the old headmaster started watching Chen Gong again. If he was still alive, his grandson should be as old as he was.

Chen Song should be very powerful, so even he neglects one of the most fundamental problems, he is the only living person in the desperate state of death.

In this bloody abyss, he is like a swinging candlelight, blown out by a slightly larger wind.

He must be hard too.

The old headmaster's mind inevitably came up with these: “If you want to talk to someone in the future, you can come to me anytime. I have lived most of my life, and although nothing has been done, there are no problems in being a qualified audience. ”

“Thank you." Chen Gong asked casually, "Actually, I want to know about my parents. They didn't tell me anything. Principal, can you tell me what you think of them? ”

“All I know is that they are enthusiastic, don't ask for anything in return, and have helped me a lot. And as far as I know, they help a lot of people in the western suburbs, and they always donate half of their haunted house income, and they do a lot more than I do.” The old headmaster rated Chen Gong's parents very highly.

“Did they ever mention me? I want to know what they think of me.” Chan's words slowed down, and he wanted to find out exactly what had happened between himself and Shadow.

The old headmaster didn't answer immediately, and he said after a long time, "I've been to your house, it was a late night, and your parents were going out. I don't know where they're going, I just saw them standing in front of your room for a long time. ”

“Have you been to my house?” In order to maintain the normal operation of the haunted house, Chen Gong bought the old house at home, and he didn't want to go back to that place, lest he remembered the past.

“Anyway, Chan, I hope you understand that your parents really love you and they may have done a lot of things you don't understand yet, but I hope you don't get angry with them.” The old headmaster seemed to know something, but he couldn't tell Chan.

“I haven't seen them in a long time?” Chen Song's voice made the old headmaster sound very distressed.

“Can you tell me where they ended up?” Stopped, Chan Song suddenly opened his mouth slightly, the old headmaster seemed to subconsciously want to say something, but at the moment he was about to say it, he quickly closed his mouth again.

“Can't you tell me?” Chen Gong stopped and looked straight at the old headmaster like a child who was homeless in a storm.

The old headmaster hesitated and shook his head: “They'll come back for you. ”

“It's okay, I think they'll be back.” Chen Song took a breath and became the same as usual: “Come on, let's keep moving forward. When we get the approval of enough powerful ghosts, the will of the haunted school should also recognize us. By then, we will be playing cards directly with everyone. I don't want to delay any longer. ”

Sunshine, strength, kindness, harshness in the bones, calm to the point, but sometimes like a child.

The old headmaster looked at Chen Song, and his view of Chen Song changed unconsciously. If he used to be just a cooperative relationship, he now sees Chen Song as his descendant.

This shift, he did not realize for himself, could be due to guilt or for other reasons.

“Principal, I told you today, I hope you don't tell anyone. ”