Xue Zhi heard the noise at the door and ran over and asked, "Is it open?"

He nodded to Yu Zhi in confusion.

What greeted them outside the door was a long corridor with dim lights on and gray-black walls on both sides. There were newspapers posted on the walls, all stained with dark red blood.

Xiang Yuzhi and Xue Zhi looked at the somewhat eerie corridor and did not dare to go in.

At this moment, several students wearing clothes from the Republic of China came from the end of the corridor.

Their faces were abnormally pale, and they held a white banner in their hands with several bright red characters on it: "Give me back Qingdao!"

The bright red color looked like blood stains.

The students shouted angrily: "Down with the traitors! Give me back Qingdao!"

Xiang Yuzhi looked at this scene and heard their shrill screams, and couldn't help but feel his heart tremble with them.

At the same time, the background sound also sounded, "Congratulations on entering parallel time and space. This is China in 1919. The First World War ended. As a victorious country, our country participated in the Paris Peace Conference but was treated unfairly. Germany was in Shandong Province. The rights and interests of the school were transferred to Japan. This decision made domestic students furious and set off a huge uprising——"

[Five and four sports, oh my god. ]

[The oil paintings in the room just now are all from European powers. ]

[It turns out there was a hint from the beginning. ]

[TEDA is awesome, I can actually learn history in a variety show. ]

[Just came back from another live broadcast room. They really went on a jungle adventure and taught a lot of wilderness survival knowledge. ]

[Wow, wow, I was moved by TEDA. Their intentions are too good. ]

[This is what variety shows should be like. ]

[I announce that "Idol 101" is already at the next level. ]

[what happened? This sound coupled with this picture makes me want to cry. ]

[Don’t use the historical knife to kill me. ]

[It was really difficult for us before. ]

Xiang Yuzhi listened to the narration and looked at the students in front of him. The fear in his heart magically disappeared.

After the narrator introduced the background of the era, he left them with a multiple-choice question, "Now you can choose to start or end. If the ending task is still completed, walk out of the door behind you. The clue is in the box."

"If you choose to start, you will experience that depressing time immersively."

After saying that, there was silence on the scene, and the NPCs all stood still, waiting for their choice.

Xiang Yuzhi and Xue Zhi looked at each other. If it ended now, their time would be greatly shortened. This was undoubtedly the most advantageous decision.

But after seeing the scene just now, neither of them seems to be able to say the word "end".

[Actually, selfishly, I want them to continue. ]

[I want, too. ]

[Let’s not affect their choice. It doesn’t matter whether it ends or continues. After all, time is related to song selection. ]

[Yes, if you win first place, you can participate in "Good Friends". Who would give up this opportunity? ]

Xiang Yuzhi and Xue Zhi were silent for a long time, then they both took a step forward and stood in the corridor.

They choose to continue without ending.

[ox! ]

[They should also be sympathetic, right? ]

After seeing their choice, the NPC continued the slogan just now, and Xiang Yuzhi and the others walked forward with the students.

When we arrived at the first room, there stood a tall man wearing a long coat and round eyes.

"Sir." The student bowed to him.

The gentleman's face was serious, and his voice was firm and suppressed, "Students, we must fight for our due interests, and we must overthrow Zhang Xiang and others who support unfair contracts——"

"Down with Zhang Xiang! Down with the traitor!" the students raised their arms and shouted.

After several slogans, Mr. Changshan pressed his hands down to signal everyone to calm down, "Students, our top priority now is to unite all forces that can be united, not only students, but also workers and businessmen. As long as China Everyone is our comrade-in-arms!"

After Mr. Changshan said this, he suddenly walked up to Xiang Yuzhi and Xue Zhi. He asked gently: "Two little classmates, which school are you from?"

As soon as they finished speaking, before they had time to reply, they heard the door being kicked open with a bang.

Everyone turned around in response and saw several soldiers in yellow uniforms walking in with their guns raised.

The leader pointed at Mr. Changsha and said viciously: "Catch him and put him on the gallows!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they came to their senses, they immediately stood in front of Mr. Changsha to stop the soldier's movements.

Unexpectedly, the soldiers did not hesitate at all and directly raised their guns to shoot at these students.

Within a few seconds, the student on the outermost floor collapsed to the ground, and the bright red blood immediately spread.

The life that was alive and blooming like a flower one second suddenly withered the next second.

Mr. Changshan looked at these innocent students dying for him and said, "I'll go with you."

When the student heard this, he looked worried and said, "Mr."

Mr. Changsha stood up without hesitation and followed the soldiers away.

Before leaving, he turned to look at Yu Zhi and Xue Zhi, smiled and said: "Little classmates, I am very happy to see you here."

Xiang Yuzhi felt his gaze, as if looking past them towards the future with red flags all over the ground.

Looking at this scene, Xiang Yuzhi would inevitably be touched even if he knew it was fake.

Because in the past, there were really thousands of people like Mr. Changshan. Even if they knew that walking out of this door would mean death, they never regretted the path they chose.

[Isn’t this gentleman’s acting skills too good? ]

[Are you a professional actor? ]

[I really can’t stand 208 in domestic entertainment. Wouldn’t it be good to let these capable people come out to act? ]

[I found it, I found it, Mr. Changshan is a student of the Chinese Opera. ]

[student? I thought he was in his thirties, maybe this was a show-off, right? ]

[The Chinese drama is the Chinese drama, so don’t accept it. ]

After Mr. Changshan was taken away, the soldiers did not let these students go and locked the door directly. "You will die in one hour."

When the students saw Mr. Changshan being taken away, they seemed to have lost all hope of survival. After hearing the soldiers' words, they sat on the ground without any desire to escape.

There was even a girl with shoulder-length hair who spread out the paper and didn't know what she was writing.

Xiang Yuzhi looked anxious, "Why don't you think of a way?"

No one answered.

Xue Zhi was also anxious. She rushed to the girl with shoulder-length hair and said, "Stop writing. Let's go out first."

The girl shook her head: "It's useless."

She lowered her head and finished writing on the paper, then handed it to Xue Zhi, "If you can get out, please take this letter out with you and tell the world the secret of our murder."

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