Since I learned about that girl, I was always a little uneasy. I wanted to ask her name, but Aaron didn't know either. He said that no one would want to ask her name unless the seniors could know it.

I became increasingly confused. What exactly is it that makes people reluctant to mention her name?

After the evening self-study, Xiaomouqi was angry when she came back, holding his underwear in her hand, and shouted at Aaron when she entered the door: "You are sick, why are you throwing my underwear?"

Aaron pretended to be stupid: "Hey, what do you ask me about this? Who threw your underwear? I'm so full?"

Xiaomouzi said angrily: "Stop pretending to be garlic. Xiaotian cannot do this, and other people in the bedroom can't run away from us. Who else can't get along with me? Do you think there is anyone besides you?"

Along laughed and said, "You've read it wrong. You can recognize that thing is yours? If you don't want it, others don't want it. Do you still have any marks?"

The mustache shouted, "Farting, it's mine, I...I have a mark!"

Aaron patted the bed and laughed: "Hahahaha, I'm so laughing to death, I'm still remembering, you little virgin, you still have a mark, hahaha..."

The bearded man blushed, but he couldn't help laughing, and rushed forward with a strange scream, and played with Aaron.

Looking at them, I suddenly felt very bored. One was full and threw away his underwear, and the other even picked up the underwear to ask for a crime. Is this interesting?

"You guys play, I'll go out for a walk."

I threw down a sentence, reached out and opened the door. Aaron shouted from behind, "Don't leave, let's go to the small restaurant at the door to have some fun, I'll treat you..."

I didn't say anything, but fell on the door and walked out.

I just know that drinking is a waste of wine, you have a lot of time to waste, but I don’t have it.

I left the dormitory building and it was already dark outside. Looking up, there were stars and night breezes. In addition to the dormitory building, there were lights, and there were some dim street lights on the campus road. Looking into the distance, it was pitch black.

I took a deep breath and walked along the path. I didn't know where I was going, but I just wanted to take a walk.

It has been more than two months since the beginning of school. I am like lying in prison every day, reading and writing. I have searched all the things in the taboo notes. I have long been eager to try it, but I have never encountered an opportunity that I can use. Life is simply monotonous and boring.

Life is precious to me. Others can waste their time and spend these three years with a playful mentality. But I always have to open my eyes and remind myself: Han Qingtian, your life clock is different from others. It is a 24-hour system, and you are fucking countdown.

However, until today, my depressed mood finally seems to have a place to vent. For example, my hands have been itchy for so long, and I can finally scratch the wall well.

That's right, I mean the girl in black dress today. Although I still don't know what she is from, which department she is from, and what secrets she has, I vaguely feel that there must be something interesting to me on this girl.

I want to investigate this matter.

However, the current situation is that I have nowhere to start for the time being. I can't find her. I just ask about the death of the last year, right? It would be strange if she could pay attention to me. She was called a broom star, and I even went to make things difficult for others. That was why I was bored.

Or maybe I can try to get to know her first and then slowly get to get to her? But this method is a bit difficult because there is no one in the school who is willing to contact her at all. How should I get to know her and get close to her?

Also, if I really get closer to her, will I become an alien in everyone's eyes and therefore reject me? In that case, I will be really isolated. Is this worth doing it?

Walking on campus, I was thinking about this, and I had already wandered around for a while. I looked up and saw that it was already pitch black, with only a street light behind me, standing in the darkness, like a half-dead monster, staring at me with one eye and staring at me.

I actually walked to the experimental building.

The Experimental Building is a very mysterious place in our school. There are two reasons: one is that we have basically never visited the calligraphy majors. The other is that these four-story experimental building have always been open to only two floors below, and the upper is completely closed.

I feel depressed when talking about this. People who study art have studios, music have vocal rooms, animation multimedia rooms, and art design have design rooms. Only we, the eighteen bronze men, don’t even have a room with a bigger foot.

So, I have always been very curious about this place, especially when I heard Aaron say that there are mannequins, that is, nude models. At that time, he looked sad and shouted: Oh, it’s a pity that I don’t have that artistic cell, so I’m cheaper to those guys in the art department...

Here I have to explain that Aaron, a savage guy, can come to the Art Academy, but he actually comes to learn vocal music and sing. I have heard it a few times and is very rock-speaking.

He told us that after graduation, he also wanted to go to a bar and play a field in Beijing. If he stayed in a few years, he would become famous and become a star.

He once told me quietly that this was his dream since childhood.

Look, it turns out that a person who looks so vulgar and unruly also has dazzling ideals in his heart.

To borrow a sentence: a pool of mud can also face the vast sky, and the stone standing at the highest point is the stars!

I sighed slightly, not knowing whether I would eventually become that dazzling star or a meteorite.

Looking at this experimental building, I couldn't help but think of the little beard again. This guy looked in a slutty look, which made him satisfied because he was from the art department.

So, both of them come to class often in this laboratory building, but I have never been there.

Standing under the experimental building, looking up, it was already past evening self-study time, but a room on the second floor was still on, which was very strange. Apart from this room, the whole building was pitch black.

Who is this so easy to learn? Don’t you know that the experimental building will lock the door at night? Is this the rhythm of reading at night and working all night?

Also, the location of this experimental building is actually very remote. It is located alone in the southwest corner of the campus, far away from the teaching building and dormitory building. In front of the experimental building is an empty square, which is our event place during the day, and the basketball court and other things are here. Outside the wall behind it is a wilderness.

I remember when the school started, there were green fields outside, but now the autumn harvest has passed, and my eyes are full of desolation. My school is like an island hanging alone on the sea, standing alone in the wilderness, the surroundings are dark, the night is low, the evening breeze blows gently, the air is very good, and the stars can be seen clearly, which reminds me of my hometown.

I shook my head, shook away the messy thoughts in my mind, turned around and prepared to go back to the dormitory. I wandered around for a long time, and the two brothers should be anxious if they didn't go back. Aaron often said: To put it bluntly, something really happened. If someone beaten to death and threw it into the wasteland, it may not be possible to find it.

As soon as I walked a few steps, a flashlight suddenly shook not far away, followed by a rough voice: "Who? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

I could hear it all at once. This is our school worker, Lao Bi, who is in his fifties and looks like a black bear. It is said that he was a little hooligan when he was young, and now he is an old gangster. He is the kind of person who is the principal and the eldest and second. He has to be responsible for night patrol every night. Don’t ask, he must be a bad guy.

"Grandpa Bi, I'm a calligraphy master. I'm bored at night. I'm out to let go. I'm going back."

This title is the nickname we gave him, and he is happy to hear us call him. Sure enough, as soon as I said this, he laughed, and the flashlight shook again, probably because he confirmed my appearance. Then he said, "How many times have you told you that, don't come out and wander around at night, and you're still walking so far. What's the best place to stroll in this experimental building? The evening self-study has been dispersed. I've locked the door long ago. Let's go quickly..."

When he said this, I was a little surprised and stunned for a moment and said, "You have locked the door long ago? No, there are still people inside."

"Nonsense, I've watched one by one, and there are no ones? Can I lock the door?"

"But, there are still lights on the second floor..."

"Light?" Lao Bi's face suddenly changed a little. He subconsciously looked up and then shouted, "Where is the fucking lamp? Are you scaring me?"

I also turned around and pointed at it and said, "Look, isn't it there... Huh, when did the light go out? It was still on just now."

Old Bi's face was gloomy and he shouted with a dark face: "Little bastard, hurry up and go to bed. Let me tell you, this trick is not good. Grandpa Bi, I have traveled around the world and seen more ghosts than you have seen. I'm afraid of this?"

Well, it seems that he misunderstood. He thought I was playing tricks, so he deliberately said that the lights on it were on it to scare him, but the lights on it were clearly on it just now.

Hum? I suddenly felt happy on my face. Could it be that there is a ghost?

I bared my teeth at Lao Bi, lowered my head and ran away.

"Damn, these bastards are worse than me now...but it's quite fun, haha..."

Lao Bi's voice came from behind, and I ran dozens of meters and looked back and saw that the flashlight had gone.

It seemed that this was an old child. I couldn't help but laugh, but soon I stood up and looked around nervously, and no one was there.

OK, this time I want to see if the one in the experimental building is a human, a ghost, or a monster.

Turning around, I slipped back to the experimental building again.
Chapter completed!