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... He seemed to have another strange dream.

In the dream, it was still pitch black as usual, but it was just a shadow, as if someone was floating in front of his eyes.

The figure stretched out its hand to him, as if it wanted to touch him, but it passed directly through him, only making him feel cold for a while.

Who are you……

Want to speak but can't make a sound, want to move, but feel that the surroundings are empty, and I can't touch anything.

"you……"

An inexplicably familiar voice rang in his ears.

I?

His mind was full of doubts, but the figure was unwilling to give him an answer, almost as soon as he blinked, the figure disappeared from his eyes.

All that was left was a deep darkness.

The holidays are beautiful, but the holiday syndrome is painful, and even worse than the holiday syndrome is double the holiday syndrome.

Zhang Fei lay limply in front of the desk, the shirt he had put on with great difficulty was also wrinkled, and the tie was twisted aside.He stared at the screen blankly, with the decadent look of a depraved young man.

"What's the matter, Xiao Zhang, Eleven isn't enough yet?" Colleague teacher Lin laughed and teased him.Zhang Fei propped himself up, and smiled weakly: "It's a little bit."

He had a wonderful time this holiday. After the Zijin Mansion incident, he had to accompany Zhong Cuo to fight ghosts every few days, and from time to time he had to do it himself.After the start of school, I finally adjusted my schedule, and I turned it back on November [-]st, and it got worse.

Fortunately, the computer he teaches is a sub-subject among the sub-subjects, so there is no need to worry about being in a bad state and misleading the students, just fish in the office openly.

"Xiao Zhang, come and have a look." Just when he was about to be summoned by Zhou Gong, he suddenly heard Teacher Lin's voice. Zhang Fei opened his eyes in pain, and went to Teacher Lin, and found that he was looking at the homepage of the school forum.

The top column of the homepage is the recent hot posts, No.1 is followed by a hot reply number: 7011.The number of reposts in the next few posts is mostly pitiful dozens or hundreds, leaving it alone to stand out from the crowd.

Look at the title again...

"Seven ghost stories from a certain school... What are these, ghost stories?"

"Yes, it was posted on the creative communication section. It was posted during the summer vacation. It has been more than two months since now, and it has been discussed very hotly." Teacher Lin opened the post to Zhang Fei, and the first sentence at the beginning was : "This is a story that happened in C High School in L City. This story is purely fictitious. Any similarities are purely coincidental."

"C High School in L City...Chonghua High School in Linshan City, this pseudonym is too much to cover up." Can't help laughing, Zhang Fei followed the post - in fact, there is nothing surprising about the content, it is nothing more than a fake name. A few sensational names such as "The Burning Man in the Chemistry Laboratory" and "The Head in the Swimming Pool", etc., were written with more blood to attract attention.The only thing that's kind of funny is that there are only six stories in it.After reaching the seventh place, the author wrote——

"Seven. Seven is a mysterious number, and the seventh strange story is also a mysterious strange story. No one knows the truth of this story, or in other words, those who know are no longer in this world..."

"The suspense is kept well." Zhang Fei commented after reading it, "The writing is okay, and it's still pretty good for a student—why, this post makes you feel that it has a bad influence? Then delete it Bar."

In addition to teaching, Mr. Lin is also the administrator of the school forum. He shook his head when he heard the words: "That's not true. This post is alluding to our school. If it is really deleted now, they will probably be taken as a cover-up. ——You also know how many students these days can make trouble."

"And there's nothing wrong with this post itself. After all, he posted it on the creative section...I called you here to let you read this."

He clicked on the ID of the person who posted it.

The ID name is WWX, there is no avatar, and there is no information left in the personal space. It looks like a temporarily registered account.

"Look at his registration time."

"0000-00-00...he didn't register time?"

"More than that." Teacher Lin pointed down again, "When registering for our school's forum, you need to fill in your student number, and his student number is also empty."

"Are the students in our school capable?" After all, they are also from the Department of Computer Science. Zhang Fei knew that this should be caused by some students hacking the administrator privileges and modifying the data in the database.Although the forum at their school is well-organized, there is no guarantee that there will be one or two loopholes... But soon, the system log that Mr. Lin called up made him change his mind.

"No record..." Zhang Fei frowned as his eyes swept over the long string.

"Even with administrator rights, it is impossible to modify the system log, unless he clears the entire system log, but the previous records are still kept." After typing a few times on the keyboard, Teacher Lin frowned, "Xiao Zhang, you are also learning computer Yes, is there a way to do it?"

"There are a few of them, but it's troublesome," Zhang Fei said, "But what? This is just a school forum. Which expert has nothing to do with this to practice hands?"

"That's why I'm wondering." After staring at the screen for a while, Mr. Lin suddenly grabbed the keyboard and started typing. Zhang Fei glanced at him and found that he was trying to track down the account, and couldn't help saying: "You're fighting with him." ?”

"You can't let these bastards underestimate the teacher, can you?" Teacher Lin is just in his early thirties this year, and he is still a young man. Not only does he not take this blatant provocation of the students as disobedience, but he has a bit of a competitive spirit.

"Then go for it." Zhang Fei wasn't interested in showing off his colleague's passion, so he slipped back to his desk and planned to squat for a while -- unfortunately, it seems that today is not the time to be lazy. As soon as he got down on the ground, the door of the office was pushed open: "Little Teacher Zhang, are you free?"

"what happened?"

"There is a shortage of people in the auditorium. If you don't have class in the morning, can you help me?"

"Okay..." Sighing dejectedly, Zhang Fei stood up in pain.

The auditorium that my colleague mentioned was built recently in Chonghua High School. It has been under renovation before the summer vacation, and now it is finally repaired. The only work left is to install the sound amplifier and so on. I don’t feel relieved to leave it to the workers. The group recruited a strong man.

A lot of people gathered near the auditorium, most of them were workers, and only two other people stood out from the crowd at the entrance of the auditorium.Zhang Fei immediately recognized that the one with the smiling face was the director of academic affairs, and couldn't help but feel a little strange—the director of academic affairs is notoriously cold-faced, and he is even more unsmiling towards ordinary teachers like them, but now he is smiling so happily... Beside him That, who could it be?

Just as he was thinking, the dean of education over there had noticed him and motioned for him to go over.When he passed by, the smiling dean pulled him and introduced him: "This is Xiao Zhang, Teacher Xiao Zhang, the youngest teacher in our school. This is Mr. Gui. He helped a lot with the school's projects. Busy, tomorrow the inauguration ceremony of the school auditorium is to invite him to give a speech."

The man nodded slightly at Zhang Fei with a slight smile on his face.Following his movements, a very faint fragrance floated into Zhang Fei's nose, which made him startled.

It doesn't smell like a common cologne, but rather a natural floral fragrance, which smells very comfortable.

But why do men wear perfume?Seems like a sissy.

Muttering in his heart, Zhang Fei didn't dare to hesitate on the surface, and hurriedly nodded to the other party.

He hadn't heard of the name "Mr. Gui" before, just looking at his clothes, he was definitely a rich man, and contacting the academic director with his unusually attentive attitude, he was probably very rich.After all, Chonghua High School itself has a principal who has too much money to spend, and ordinary rich people will never catch the eyes of the sophisticated academic director.

However, this person is not as arrogant as ordinary rich people, but has a kind of gentle temperament that makes people feel like a spring breeze.Coupled with that unspeakably handsome but extremely pleasing face, people always want to get close.

It's a pity that Zhang Fei doesn't like to deal with rich people the most. Before the other party could speak, he said to the director: "Director, please do your work first. I'll help install the equipment first. It seems to be in a hurry over there."

After speaking, Zhang Fei bypassed the two of them and walked towards the auditorium.

"Mr. Zhang loves work so much that he doesn't even want to take a break... How about it, Mr. Gui, let me show you around?"

"No need," the man called "Mr. Gui" watched Zhang Fei walk into the auditorium, and then he turned around and smiled at the dean, "I want to take a look inside the auditorium, after all, I'm going to give a speech here tomorrow gone."

"It's okay, let me... show you?"

"No need, the director is busy after all," the man smiled gently, but his attitude was a little tough.The dean was taken aback for a moment, and nodded involuntarily.

It's too much money to burn!

Angrily fanning the wind with the manual, Zhang Fei stared at the various equipment piled up like a hill in front of him, and silently greeted the General Affairs Office eight hundred times in his heart.

The school attaches great importance to this auditorium, and the result of the attention is that a series of corresponding equipment is imported from Germany, and even the manual does not contain half a Chinese character.Zhang Fei studied with the only German teacher in the school for a long time before he finally figured out how to serve these ancestors, and then assembled them bit by bit. He was hot and tired and just wanted to scold his mother.

However, the school still has a rigid rule that male teachers must wear shirts and ties during working hours in order to set an example for students.At this moment, Zhang Fei's shirt buttons were all unbuttoned, and his tie was easily torn off and tied on his head. He looked more unrestrained than the workers outside.

After finally getting the one in front of him together, the old man refused to make a sound. Zhang Fei was researching which wire was inserted in the wrong place, when suddenly a hand was stretched out beside him, holding a glass of water.Zhang Feizheng was very thirsty, and he didn't pay attention to it. As soon as he lowered his head, he drank the water from the other party's hand.

He didn't realize something was wrong after drinking the water. He lowered his head and stared at the hand that delivered the water—this hand looked white and tender, definitely not the hands of those workers, but the other teacher was a girl, so the hand wouldn't be like this Big right?

Just in time to smell an unusually familiar smell in his nose, Zhang Fei swallowed his saliva, his eyes moved up slowly along his hands, and saw a scene that broke his heart.

The master who even their dean of academic affairs coaxed respectfully was standing beside him with a smile, leaning slightly, holding a glass in his hand, looking like a diligent and thoughtful housekeeper.

And he himself...

"What, are you still thirsty?" Seeing Zhang Fei looking at him with eyes that looked like he had seen a ghost, Mr. Gui smiled slightly, "Do you want me to get another cup?"

"……No thanks."