[Others are hell] The script kills Fujiang

The wheels of the suitcase scraped against the floor, making a toothsome sound.

The corridor was too quiet, as if every slight sound would be amplified to the point of stimulating people's fragile senses.

Fu Jiang pushed the suitcase and approached the dim corridor unknowingly.

Obviously this is the time of day when the sun is the most poisonous and strongest, but the light can't shine here at all.

It's sultry, especially in the hot summer, when the whole person enters here, he feels chest tightness and shortness of breath, as if his soul has become extremely heavy.

In the hot air, there was also an inexplicable strange smell, like the smell of rotting food, and it smelled no different from the smell of rotting dead rat corpses.

"Are you the student who just called to come?" An uncle in a floral shirt stopped him.

"Ah."

Seeing him turn around, the uncle waved to him with a hearty and enthusiastic smile on his face.

"The weather is so hot, it must be very hard to go up."

Fu Jiang shook his head and walked towards the front desk where the uncle was.

"Fortunately, it's not hard." He said, curving the corners of his lips, and walked under the lamp. The bright light from the front desk shone on his face, reflecting it like snow. His facial features were also incomparably exquisite. A tear mole in the corner of the eye.

The landlord uncle also felt the impact of this amazing beauty, and couldn't help but take half a step back, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was too surprised to speak.

"Hey, you look so beautiful!" The landlord uncle couldn't help but praise, his eyes still fell straight on his face.

When Fu Jiang heard this "beautiful" description, he didn't think much of it. He lowered his eyes slightly and pursed a shy smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Ah, I've sweated so much." As he spoke, the landlady reached out and touched his cheek.

Fu Jiang stared at him with a smile, those black eyes were like whirlpools, as if they could suck people in.

"Haha, it's very hot outside! It's very hot now, especially since the location here is a bit remote, it must have taken a lot of effort to get up here!

"Come on, here is a bottle of drink for you." He said and handed Fu Jiang an unopened bottle of drink.

Fu Jiang took it and looked down.

"It's okay! It's for you, the students have worked hard to come up haha."

"Then do you want to live here? You should know the information on the Internet. This place will be demolished soon, so the housing cost is cheaper than other places. You can check with me. The facilities are very good."

Fu Jiang followed the landlord uncle into the depths of the corridor.

Finally, it stopped in front of a door.

He looked up at the house number.

"Help me see if the key is 303?"

"Yes."

With a "creak", the door was opened.

Fu Jiang's sight also fell on the room.

A narrow one-bedroom, with a total area of ​​no more than ten square meters, well, maybe no more than five square meters.

A single bed, a desk, and a chair.

The room was cramped and closed, with no light and a musty smell.

Fu Jiang covered his mouth and nose.

The landlord uncle put on a smile on his face: "Oh, I'm sorry, the last tenant left in a hurry, and I forgot to clean up the garbage, but you don't mind, right? Pretty student?"

As he spoke, he looked back at him, and his men were still cleaning up the trash on the table.

Fu Jiang looked back at him with a pair of big black and white eyes, like a pure and innocent little animal, and seemed a little uneasy.

"Here... so strange..."

Hearing his words, the landlady turned his face away, his smile faded immediately, and he looked a little gloomy.

But after a while, he sighed: "Hey, actually, I don't want to hide it from you. The last uncle who lived here committed suicide."

"Suicide?"

"Is there a problem? You probably won't be able to live here for long, and it will be demolished in six months. Otherwise, why do you think it's so cheap? You can't find such a cheap place in Seoul now."

"Hey, pretty student, what are you laughing at?"

The big dark eyes stared at the landlord, slowly, the corners of the eyes were slightly curved, and the smile spread slowly like a rippling lake.

"It's nothing, I thought of something funny." When he spoke, the corners of his lips were naturally upturned, as if smiling, which made people feel happy.

The landlord stared at him blankly for a moment.

"Hahahaha!" He patted Fu Jiang on the shoulder vigorously.

"The young people are really young now! Of course, living in the examination house is not a long-term solution. While you are still young, if you work hard, you will definitely move out soon."

After viewing the room, the two exited the room.

It's just that when he was retreating, someone happened to pass by in the corridor.

"Hey! Do you have eyes?" A man in a T-shirt with a tiger pattern yelled at them.

He looks tall, with well-developed muscles, and the clothes that are not too tight can also arch out the shape of full muscles. His face is resolute and handsome, but there is a bit of fierceness oozing from his eyebrows, which makes him look very difficult to provoke.

"He's a bastard."

Fu Jiang looked sideways, and the landlord approached him and whispered.

He patted his arm softly, and said softly, "However, he is the only bad guy here, don't worry, everyone is easy to get along with, you just need to avoid him." He laughed as he spoke .

The landlord is really a person who likes to smile. He is about thirty or so in age, but his natural baby face makes him look much younger, and his face is very delicate.Even wearing a floral shirt with a poor aesthetic, there is no rustic greasy feeling.

Although the familiar enthusiasm is sometimes a bit greasy.

Fu Jiang wordlessly withdrew the arm held by the landlord.

"Then have you decided to live here? 19 won per month is enough, no deposit required."

The handsome young man seemed to be lost in thought.

Suddenly, his shoulders began to shake, and unstoppable laughter came out of his mouth.

"Do you still need to think about it? The landlord doesn't eat human flesh, right?" His lips were very red, and his smile was as gorgeous as poisonous juice.

After hearing this, the landlord's face darkened for a moment, but soon he closed his eyes with a smile: "Oh! Young man, you really like to joke." He patted him on the shoulder as he spoke.

Then Fu Jiang carried the suitcase and opened the door of 303 with the key.

Suddenly, from the corner of the eye, he noticed someone peeking at him.

That dark, spying look.

It seems to be watched by maggots and cockroaches in the smelly gutter.

"Hi!" A big smile bloomed on the boy's lips.

The thin man was just looking at him furtively, but was caught by him, and hurriedly retreated into the room again.

But when the body subconsciously retreated into his room, his field of vision was still filled with the flashing bright smile.

Fu Jiang moved to the door of the man's room, looking inside with bright eyes.

The man was already sitting huddled in front of the computer desk. The room was small and dark, and the color tone was biased towards the faint blue protruding from the computer screen.

"Tsk, uncle is an otaku."

I saw that the walls of the room were almost covered with explicit pictures of beauties, and an action movie was playing on the computer screen, and his door was so wide open.

It's really obscene.

Hearing Fu Jiang's words, the otaku turned around. He was wearing a sleeveless vest and blue overalls, with a pair of plastic black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His face was still clean and gentle.He doesn't look very old, he looks like an internet-addicted teenager who skipped school and left home, but this person's addiction is probably not a game addiction, but more like a perverted sex/sex maniac.

The otaku stared at Fu Jiang's face, showing obsession, which was an expression that didn't fit his face, and immediately pulled that passable face to a nauseating level.

The eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses narrowed: "Don't you hate me?"

It should have been thought that the smile of perverted eyes was inexplicably a bit more thoughtful.

"I didn't hate it at first."

As he spoke, he wrinkled his nose, and his demeanor looked naturally cute.

"However, the smell in uncle's room is really bad, I hate it."

With that said, Fu Jiang withdrew from the door and returned to his room.

Regardless of whether the otaku followed behind, watched him walk into the room, and then closed the door.

There was still a musty smell in the room.

Fu Jiang sat on a chair, staring at the dusty desktop in a daze.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly in the quiet room.

Fu Jiang took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

"Fu Jiang, have you found a place to live yet?"

"If you can't find it, come and live with me!"

"In this way, we can still go to training classes together, and we can also ask my driver to pick us up."

With the hands-free on, the person on the other side of the microphone can easily think of the naive young master who knows nothing about the world, but the arrogance in his tone is still annoying.

"I've found it, thank you."

"Fortunately, I can meet you alone in Seoul."

The tone is tender and gentle, as if he is carefully comforting his lover.

But the truth, who knows.

The young master was very helpful when he heard it: "Then why don't we have dinner together tonight!"

"Hello! Can I make a call outside? I wonder if the sound insulation in the room here is poor!" A violent and angry voice suddenly sounded.

Fu Jiang recalled that it was the voice of the gangster uncle who just passed by.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this, and I disturbed you." The voice was still the same gentle and gentle as he had faced the young master just now.

Ah, it sounds like this is a sweet apology, which is different from the existence of devils in this examination house.

But perhaps, only the real devil will be good at using sweet traps to deceive the world.

The young master had something to do at night, and Fu Jiang finally settled his dinner in the examination hall.

The landlord kindly told him that there are still noodles in the refrigerator, and he usually makes some pickles and provides them to the residents for free.

"The eggs here are also provided for free! It's all for the health of the residents. Look, it's all free! You can't find a more kind landlord than me!"

The originally vicious gangster uncle also came to the dining room at this time, and ordered him to make him a portion too.

Fu Jiang smiled humbly, when he picked up an egg in his hand.

The bastard uncle stopped him.

"No, don't put eggs."

As he spoke, he picked up an egg and cracked it open.

An ominous blood-red egg liquid soaked in the sink.

"Look, how can you be so kind, they are all spoiled eggs."

Fu Jiang smiled and nodded in agreement with his teachings, then turned on the faucet and washed down the egg liquid.

"You seem to be very good at cooking, it's really delicious!" The ferocious-looking gangster uncle also relaxed at this time, and then praised him sincerely.

"well enough."

"Are you a student nearby? You really don't look like someone who lives in this place. You look very pretty."

Fu Jiang slightly bent his lips uncompromisingly.

"Hey, I actually told you because I saw you were new here." The gangster suddenly lowered his voice, his resolute brows were full of seriousness, "Don't trust the people here, the people here are all perverts, I can't be sure Will kill, who knows if that look is a murderer."

"Is that uncle also a pervert?"

The gangster lowered his head, a little speechless, then picked up the beer at the table and drank it down.

"Hello!"

The gangster was startled sensitively when he heard the greeting, and looked up, and Fu Jiang was greeting a man who walked into the dining room with a smile on his face.

"Ah... ah, are you new... new here? Hehehe." This person seems to have a problem with his brain, and he also has a big tongue when he speaks, and he can't stop laughing.

If you can still get sympathy outside, but here, it feels a little weird.

"Uncle gangster, you're here too hahaha!" He saw the gangster and greeted him proactively.

"Stay away from me!" The gangster put on a ferocious expression again, with anger oozing from his brows, and poured the noodles from the bowl onto the stutterer as he spoke.

Stuttering and yelling.

This attracted the landlord's attention: "Ah, what are you doing? You bastard uncle is hopeless, if you do this again, I will kick you out!"

That night, in a dark corridor.

"What are you doing?" Fu Jiang opened the door and appeared in the corridor sleepily.

The corridor in the middle of the night was quite lively, and everyone seemed to be having a confrontation at this time.

The gangster's fist that was about to punch the stutterer was stopped by another man at this time. His hair was a little long and his bangs were parted in the middle, revealing a handsome and upright face. There was a friendly smile in his upright eyebrows and eyes, as if this He is a good old passerby who easily persuades a fight.

The gangster's arm was like a mantis' arm, unable to move.

"You are the new resident." The handsome face faced Fu Jiang.

He loosened the grip on the gangster, and showed a gentle smile: "I'm letting you go for the sake of the new kid."

"Uncle, you have to be careful." This sentence was said to the gangster.

The gangster raised his eyes and looked at him with fierce eyes, but also fear in them.

"Do you want to join us?" A young man in black and long sleeves came out from the other end of the corridor. His skin was as pale as if he hadn't seen the sun all year round. Like a vampire.

"What are you doing?" Fu Jiang asked again, with confusion in his eyes.

"We are playing a game, hey, do you want to play script killing?"

Fu Jiang tilted his head, his expression seemed a little confused, and then he smiled.

"Okay."