after triggering a certain condition

"Brother, after we start military training later, if the instructor makes any move, don't resist, just bear with it. After all, you are in the army, and this is the military training stipulated by the state. We don't need to resist. Don't cause trouble." On the way to the playground, Xiao Yan couldn't help but give Bailang two instructions.

Bai Lang turned to look at Xiao Yan, and got his smile in response, "What are you talking about, when am I going to be a prick!?" Bai Lang was about to deny it, but heard a chuckle in his ear.

"Brother, do you think I didn't see it? Others can't see it. What was the purpose of your move? I know that you wanted to kick back at that time, right?" Although it ended with a question, Xiao Yan put It said it with certainty, and it didn't need Bailang's answer at all.

Walking aside, Bai Lang didn't have the mood to answer, he always felt uncomfortable with Tuduo and the table, but it might just be because of his occasional anti-social nature.

For the rest of the road, Xiao Yan was also quiet, and when he stepped into the playground, he asked Bailang again: "Did you hear that?"

Bailang nodded, "I heard."

Confusion ahead, no one is in the mood to fight in the nest.

Perhaps the instructors also know that the training during the day makes everyone too tired, so the singing at night is really just sitting on the ground chatting and singing. The most important thing is that the singing at night will be a gathering of professional boys and girls. We are together, and they are all new classmates who have not met for a long time. We can chat a lot. There is a special time for everyone to get acquainted with each other, but everyone is very excited.

"Self-introduction, let's not use it?" It should be the temporary monitor of their class who is speaking. He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks like someone he can rely on.

"Yeah, yeah, let's have a talent show!" The person who spoke now was the recognized literary and art committee member in the class. He usually likes to sing a song and talk about cross talk when he has nothing to do.

Her words were echoed by everyone, including Bailang and Xiao Yan. The two had changed positions from the beginning and sat together. Now they exchanged glances and knew what the other was thinking.

"Whoever comes first, whoever comes first, I will talk first, I will be the finale."

Although everyone responded one after another, the literary and art committee really "shouted" to start, and no one really had the courage to take on the first warrior right away.

So Xiao Yan patted Bailang's knee and stood up. Even though the lights in the playground were dim, everyone saw his class early in the morning. There were two handsome guys in his major, and the positions of the two handsome guys were recorded in In everyone's mind, as soon as Xiao Yan stood up, everyone's booing didn't stop.

Bai Lang sitting on the ground listened to everyone's booing, and stared at Xiao Yan. The last game was too weird and supernatural, so Bai Lang and Xiao Yan were all thinking about avoiding danger and solving problems. As for not looking at each other seriously, coupled with the short time, there are some unexplainable reasons that prevent them from looking at each other seriously.

It's different now, everyone's eyes, no matter out of liking or politeness, all fell on Xiao Yan, and Bailang just stared at him openly.

Different from Xiao Yan in the real world, just like Bailang in the game has grown up, Xiao Yan in this world has grown a lot because of the game settings, and the contours of his face have become more and more obvious. Even the magnetism of the sound is fully displayed.

At this moment, he was standing in the middle of the crowd, as if he was born to be the center of attention.

Accompanied by his magnetic voice, the story slowly flowing out of his mouth completely attracted everyone's attention. After he finished speaking, everyone seemed to be unable to recover. In the end, Bailang applauded helplessly and gave Give face to your opponent.

The applause was loud, especially the female students who were moved to tears by Xiao Yan's story as the main force, "My God, Xiao Yan, your story is so good, is it a true story from your previous high school?"

As if waiting for this question, Xiao Yan replied with a smile: "That's not true, but I accidentally heard in the cafeteria that our university also has a legendary story. It seems to be related to the male dormitory [-]. Does anyone know?" Do you? Share it for everyone to hear.”

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan went back to sit down expectantly, gave Bai Lang a look of begging for appreciation, and was patted by Bai Lang, and then he seemed to be content to wait for the message.

Perhaps it was the influence of the handsome guy, or maybe the stories Xiao Yan told before were indeed attractive enough, but then several people also shared the interesting stories they had heard or experienced, but several of them didn’t get to the point superior.

Until an extremely active classmate in the class stood up, he had always been the one who spoke the most in the class. If his sources of information were wide and varied, it should be convincing enough.

I saw him squatting in the center mysteriously, and said in his mouth: "What I'm going to say next is the news I heard from my seniors and sisters. Please don't believe it. This is a real event. It happened right now. Xiao Yan said [-]."

At this moment, everyone's attention was mobilized by him, "Say it quickly, talk it up quickly, don't be tricky."

Amid everyone's urging, the active students began to tell stories.

"The story happened several years ago. At that time, there was a loving couple, one named Zheng Meng and the other named Li Jia. It is said that they were envied by everyone at that time, but the strange thing is that just when they were in love After falling in love for a while, suddenly they committed suicide together, no one knew the reason, and the corpse seemed to be in [-]."

Obviously, although the active students seem to have a lot of news, their ability to summarize is too strong. It should be a poignant horror story that makes people toss and turn and sleepless at night, but the sitting students listened to it. There is little interest, and I don't know where the focus of attention has gone.

"Zheng Meng, Li Jia, who is a girl and who is a boy? You can't tell the difference between these two names!"

The active student rubbed his nose, thought for a long time, and then said embarrassedly: "I don't know, so I just listened to it, oops, next time, next time, next time I will definitely be able to explain clearly to you."

Finally, amidst the sighs of everyone, he returned to sit on the ground, waiting for the next classmate to share in the middle.

Just when everyone was hesitating whether to go up and continue telling the story, a boy who was always gloomy on weekdays stood up.There was no prologue, and there was no transition, just in a very casual and loose atmosphere, he opened his mouth, but the first few sentences of the content attracted the attention of Bai Lang and Xiao Yan.

"My friend next door and I went to the same university, and our two families had dinner together before the semester started. He asked me where I lived and how close I was to him. He was assigned to the male dormitory [-]. After the semester started, I went to find him and saw him in [-]. I asked him why he moved the dormitory, thinking it was because his roommates didn’t get along well. But he had a weird expression on his face, and he just told me that [-] was not good, and that he couldn’t live in it. He also said that not only [-], but the whole The seventh floor is very weird. There will always be very inexplicable voices of girls there, and it is the kind of creepy voice that seems to be calling for someone or calling for help. I can’t hear clearly. Most of the people who live on the seventh floor Either he asked the teacher to change the dormitory floor, or he lived outside by himself. Regarding this point, the instructors who can check the dormitory seem to let it go on purpose.”