The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

(Warning!! There is a haunted house plot in the second half of this chapter. Those who are timid and afraid of ghosts can skip it carefully, but it is not too scary.)

After getting the test paper, many people in the classroom whispered: "Why is it so difficult..."

"Why I don't even understand."

"Quiet!" Lao Zhou patted the table with a blackboard eraser, "As soon as the bell rings in class, you will start answering questions, and if you talk again, come to the podium and talk to me."

Before he finished speaking, the class bell rang. Under his coercion, the classroom fell silent for an instant, except for the sound of the test paper being flipped and sighs from time to time.

Rong Ling lowered his head and carefully checked the test paper in his hand.

Fortunately, she still has her own memories in her mind, and she hasn't even forgotten the knowledge points. Looking at the whole set of papers, it seems that the difficulty is not too great.

She didn't even need scratch paper,? She started from the first question on the test paper.

The water-based pen made a swishing sound when calculating on paper, and Rong Ling became more and more handy. From multiple choice questions to filling in the blanks, he turned the test paper over and started to answer the questions.

However, not everyone is like her. There are not a few people who start scratching their ears and sighing as soon as they hold the test paper. There are even some people who look in the direction of Rong Ling and Bai Zhen from the corner of their eyes from time to time, hoping to see something.

However, Lao Zhou's falcon-like eyes did not let him go.

"Ahem..." He cleared his throat, and those who were eager to try were so frightened that they buried their heads in their ears and began to calculate blindly, pretending that nothing happened.

After a short period of silence, his mobile phone on the table vibrated suddenly. Lao Zhou glanced at the students below, picked up the mobile phone and answered the phone, walked off the podium and walked out the door: "Hello, hello..."

The head teacher who invigilated the examination left, and the atmosphere in the classroom instantly became restless, and many people began to whisper to each other.

Rong Ling even heard someone calling out to him not far away: "Rong Ling, Rong Ling!"

She looked around, but saw Ma Jiaxin winking, and threw a ball of paper over.

At the same time, Lao Zhou who hung up the phone suddenly walked into the classroom, and the ball of paper lost his aim and landed on Bai Zhen's desk behind Rong Ling.

There seemed to be a deathly silence in the air.

Lao Zhou frowned, walked over with strides, grasped the ball of paper tightly as if afraid of disappearing, and looked around: "Whose is it?"

Bai Zhen didn't speak, but subconsciously glanced at Ma Jiaxin.

Just now when she called for Rong Ling, Bai Zhen heard it clearly, but he didn't expect that this ball of paper would be thrown on his desk.

Lao Zhou looked at Ma Jiaxin, and she stood up tremblingly with a mouse that met a cat.

"Ma Jiaxin..." Old Zhou hated iron for being weak, "Come to my office after the exam is over."

"And you, Bai Zhen, you said you are a good student, what are you doing with these people." Lao Zhou said heartbroken, "You look like this, what qualifications do you have to apply to the Academic Affairs Office for scholarships and subsidies this semester..."

Hearing the scholarship and subsidy, Bai Zhen's thin lips, which were originally expressionless, were pursed into a straight line, and the fingers under the sleeves of the school uniform curled up quietly.

Without scholarships and subsidies, life would be difficult, but Bai Zhen knew better that if he involved Rong Ling in it, the treatment he would receive would only be worse in the future.

"Okay, let's sit down." Seeing her silent and acquiescing, Lao Zhou shook his head with a disappointed expression.

Bai Zhen sat back in her seat without saying a word.

"It wasn't for her." At this moment, a voice suddenly broke it, "It was Ma Jiaxin who threw it to me."

Lao Zhou's footsteps stopped, he looked suspiciously at Rong Ling who was speaking, and then at Bai Zhen.

Even Bai Zhen's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and the glass-like clear pupils under the lenses were puzzled.

It was only then that Lao Zhou realized that he had misunderstood. He pushed his glasses in embarrassment, but his eyes did not fall on anyone: "The exam first, and we will talk about it after the end."

So after the get out of class bell rang, the test papers were handed in, and all three of them were called to the office.

Knowing the cause and effect clearly, Bai Zhen became the one who was innocently involved. Lao Zhou sighed, and felt that he should punish Rong Ling: "Let's do it, Rong Ling, although you are at fault, but because of your bravery Admitted and attempted cheating, and fined you to clean classroom corridors for a week."

"As for Ma Jiaxin, I will punish you for cleaning the classroom for a week."

After the office meeting ended, the class bell rang again, and Lao Zhou waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back to class."

The three walked out of the office, and Rong Ling suddenly felt Bai Zhen's eyes looking at him.

"Thank you..." Bai Zhen thanked her in a low voice.

Rong Ling wondered if he heard it wrong, and instantly widened his eyes.

Why is Feng Xihui in this life so reasonable?

But Rong Ling still didn't dare to take it lightly, and just curled the corner of his mouth: "Don't be sentimental, I'm just talking about the facts, it doesn't matter who you are."

Bai Zhen walked into the classroom without saying a word.

Early the next morning, Rong Ling got up 10 to [-] minutes earlier than everyone else in the dormitory, and went to the teaching building to clean up.

Early in the morning, there was no one else in the classroom except Ma Jiaxin, who had the same illness as her.

Rong Ling swept the corridor and did not forget to mop the windows. It was already September, and the water from the tap was a bit cold. Her hands, which had never done any work, were not strong enough to wring the rag dry. It took Rong Ling a lot of effort.

Rong Ling gritted his teeth and cleaned the window, starting to regret how kind he was yesterday.

At this moment, footsteps came from the corridor, it was Bai Zhen carrying a schoolbag.

In the early morning light, Bai Zhen saw a girl with a high ponytail tilting her head and cleaning the window, she seemed to be full of resentment, and subconsciously pouted.

Even if Rong Ling took the initiative to admit it yesterday, Bai Zhen saw her reluctance written all over her face, and she was afraid that Rong Ling would take revenge on her when she recalled it in the future.

Bai Zhen did not forget the harsh and spicy slap a few days ago, even when she woke up in the middle of the night, Bai Zhen could still feel the slap on her face, like some kind of ruthless sentence .

She stepped forward with a cold voice: "Do you need my help?"

Rong Ling, who was originally immersed in his own world, was suddenly awakened by this voice. When he saw the person coming, his hand holding the rag tightened unconsciously.

The girl's fingers soaked in water were like shavings of onions, white and slender, and even the pink nails revealed a lustrous luster, completely different from Bai Zhen's rough and callused hands due to years of housework.

"No need..." Rong Ling turned his head away, his tone blunt.

She hastened to clean the windows.

Bai Zhen seemed to be silent for a few seconds. After confirming that Rong Ling didn't need her own help, she turned and walked into the classroom. Then she sat down and took out her English book to start her morning reading.

Through a pane of glass, Rong Ling couldn't help but see her profile turning the pages of the book leisurely.

Tch, what's the big deal, Rong Ling thought, and the hand holding the rag to wipe the glass increased strength.

After she was almost cleaned up, she could finally return to the classroom.

morning

After the third class, it was around ten o'clock. I don't know if it was because the English teacher's lecture was too hypnotic, or because he got up too early, Rong Ling lay on the table, yawning so sleepy.

She buried her head in her arms, originally planning to take a break during the class break, but just after she closed her eyes, Rong Ling heard a commotion at the door of the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, someone from the source of the movement seemed to ask, "Who is Rong Ling?"

I don't know who pointed the way for the other party, but before Rong Ling raised her head, someone lifted her wrist and had to stand up.

The young man in front of him had unruly dark brown hair, and his extremely unmanageable mullet head set off his arrogant brows and eyes. His slightly squinted eyes clearly indicated that the other party seemed to be in a bad mood.

Coincidentally, Rong Ling was not in a good mood when he was interrupted from dozing off, so he immediately withdrew his hand from his palm: "Jing Zixiao, are you sick?"

The person who came was Jing Zixiao, Rong Ling's crush in everyone's mind.

Unfortunately, Jing Zixiao seems to only have Bai Zhen in his eyes.

The smell of gunpowder in the air was on the verge of breaking out, and even Jing Zixiao was taken aback. He didn't expect that Rong Ling, who was said to make things difficult for Bai Zhen because of his secret love for him, would have such a temper.

Jing Zixiao paused for a moment before remembering his purpose of coming here: "I heard that you deliberately wronged Bai Zhen for cheating yesterday?"

Before Rong Ling could answer, Jing Zixiao sneered again: "Cheating is such a stupid thing, I'm afraid only a rich second generation with no brains like you can do it, Rong Ling, I warn you, even if it's brother Xiao, I won't do it." Hitting a woman, if you dare to trouble Bai Zhen again, don't blame me for being rude."

Neuropathy……

At this moment, Rong Ling only had these three words in his mind. I'm afraid he didn't know how yesterday's incident was passed on. The left and right passed to Jing Zixiao's ears, and it became his own accusation that Bai Zhen cheated, and in the end it was nothing to lose. rice.

It is estimated that Jing Zixiao just heard some rumors, and he was impatient to stand up for his sweetheart.

Rong Ling snorted coldly, and rubbed the aching arm that he had squeezed tightly just now.

Immediately afterwards, she looked up at Jing Zixiao who was a head taller than herself.

The mobile phone cameras of the onlookers have already been prepared, hidden behind the cover of books, to capture this historic moment.

Jing Zixiao was stared at by her eyes as if looking at a mentally handicapped person, feeling uncomfortable all over, and said in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Then up and down.

Covering the left side of his face that had been beaten, he widened his eyes in disbelief: "You hit me?"

If I hit you, I will hit you, and I still have to pick a day?

After Rong Ling's slap fell, he folded his arms around his chest, his eyes half-smile, and even the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up. Seeing the veins on his forehead throbbing, he felt even happier: "Didn't Classmate Jing say that he wouldn't hit women?" What? Why, are you going to break your promise so soon?"

Jing Zixiao was so held back by her words that he almost choked up a mouthful of blood.

Now, he didn't even have the room to fight back, but he couldn't say enough about Rong Ling, so he could only stare at her dryly.

Fortunately, a cold voice suddenly broke the stalemate between the two: "Student Jing, you misunderstood."

Bai Zhen's voice was indifferent and alienated: "Rong Ling never accused me of cheating, so don't think too much about it."

This time, Jing Zixiao couldn't get up or down in one breath, and couldn't react at all what to say.

No one noticed, holding the corrected test paper in his hand, Lao Zhou walked past the window, then entered the classroom, and suddenly said: "Don't move..."

After finishing speaking, he began to collect the mobile phones one by one: "I told you not to bring your mobile phones, but I didn't expect that everyone hid them tightly and told not to move them. You, Yang Mingjun, take out the things in your sleeves."

Lao Zhou is like a farmer in the golden autumn season. He harvested a lot. After collecting everyone's mobile phones, he noticed Jing Zixiao in the middle of the classroom: "This classmate, which class are you in? Do you know after class? Hurry up!" Click back."

Under the eyes of everyone, Jing Zixiao returned home and left with a blushing face, completely stunned.

It wasn't because of anything else, the main reason was that Rong Ling's slap was so hard that half of his face was red and swollen, and it was hard not to be noticed.

With the sound of class starting, Lao Zhou lined up the trophies on the desk and began to chatter endlessly.

Finally, he took a sip of water before changing the subject: "I have corrected yesterday's test paper. Our class got two full marks."

Needless to say, everyone could guess which two people they were, and their admiring eyes fell on Bai Zhen and Rong Ling.

Mentioning the two students with good grades, Lao Zhou felt relieved: "Don't look at it, if you have time to envy others, it's better to work hard and make others envy you. Also, before we talked about going out for an autumn outing on weekends -"

He deliberately paused, lifted everyone's hearts, and said: "The school has approved it, and you can go to Zhou Township to play."

"Yeah!" "Wuhu..."

The classroom burst into cheers like a successful Olympic bid.

Joy was written on everyone's face, but Bai Zhen lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

Zhou Xiang is in a scenic spot [-] kilometers away from the city, and it takes more than half a day's drive to come and go. The whole class charters a car together, plus accommodation and food expenses. For other students, it may be a drop in the bucket, but for Bai Zhen, it is nothing. It's a huge sum of money.

She quietly clenched the pen in her hand, silently calculating the pocket money she had saved in her heart.

Not enough, much worse.

Knowing that my family is in trouble, my father fell from the construction site and became a vegetable in bed, and needs medical treatment every day. My mother works as a nanny for other people's families by herself. Although she earns a lot of money, it is difficult to cope with it.

Bai Zhen understands that she doesn't have to go, but she has an urgent desire to go.

She has never been to a far place before, and she wants to go out and have a look, so that she can leave a little good memory for her poor life.

The time for the autumn outing is scheduled for the weekend two weeks later. Lao Zhou’s strategy of giving a jujube with a stick is really clever. As long as he thinks that he can go out for an autumn outing together, every student is in an extremely excited state recently, even the most tiring math class. Yiyi looked at Lao Zhou as if the flowers and plants in the scenic spot were waving to them.

Another week passed in a blink of an eye, and there were only two classes on Friday afternoon. As soon as Rong Ling packed her schoolbag, Wang Qi put his hand on her shoulder: "Let's go, Sister Rong, let's sing!"

Rong Ling frowned slightly, and avoided her hand calmly: "No, my cousin is still waiting for me."

"Little brother, what's the matter with you recently?" Wang Qi didn't believe it, "Have you changed your ways?"

You must know that they used to have fun every Friday after school, how did Rong Ling change all of a sudden.

"Hmm..." Rong Ling didn't change his expression, "I'm in my third year of high school, and I want to work hard to get into a good university."

Wang Qi was stunned, and then he covered his stomach and burst out laughing: "No, sister, you're still worrying about taking college entrance exams, are you kidding me?"

Of course Rong Ling wasn't joking. She has gone through so many lives, but she has never experienced the feeling of going to university. Since she wants to study, of course she must work hard to study the best.

Wang Qi's movement was really not small, and it fell into the ears of Bai Zhen who just passed by. She glanced slightly in surprise, and then left quickly.

Rong Ling didn't care what other people thought or saw. He packed his things and went downstairs. When he saw Xia Mengjia waiting in front of the school gate with his schoolbag on his back, he jumped over when he saw Rong Ling: "Cousin!"

"Hmm..." Rong Ling couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Let's go..."

Xia Mengjia chatted non-stop along the way, and finally said to Rong Ling: "Cousin, how about we go out to play tomorrow?"

"Okay..." Rong Ling didn't refuse.

Xie Mengjia lowered her voice again and said, "I heard from my friends that a new haunted house has been opened recently, which is very exciting."

Rong Ling raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

She wanted to see how exciting it would be.

After waking up from a lazy sleep the next day, Rong Ling and Xia Mengjia went out together. Apart from the two of them, Rong Ling also called a few friends, including Ma Jiaxin, who was in the same class.

After all, the two share the same adversity, and have had a friendship in and out of the classroom for a week.

The theme of the haunted house is "Take a Train". Before entering, the store gave everyone a mask, all of which were smiling faces. The smiling faces on the masks looked like big-headed dolls from the ancient Tiaoshen, which was inexplicably intrusive.

As soon as I walked into the furnished room, a chilly breath came over my face. This is a small living room, the crystal lamp hanging above the head is almost covered with cobwebs, the wallpaper is torn, and there is damp water vapor everywhere. , there is an unpleasant rotten breath.

In addition to the players, there are also NPCs from the haunted house.

At this time, a masked person spoke first: "It's boring, this is a so-called haunted house? It doesn't look like anything."

"It's just..." Someone echoed, "Tch, boring."

They didn't seem to be talking about the game, but about the current room.

Obviously, the plot is that a group of brats who are not afraid of death deliberately went to explore the legendary haunted house in pursuit of excitement, but nothing happened.

But of course the NPCs were already prepared, and one of them said, "You guys really want something exciting? Have you heard the story about taking a train?"

"Why take the train?" Shen Jiaxin beside Rong Ling couldn't help asking.

"Isn't the moon full tonight? It is said that on the night of the full moon, light a candle in the room, we all line up in a row, each of us puts our hands on the shoulders of the person in front of us, and we form a train. Then the zombie jumps around the house, the train will become longer and longer, do you believe it?"

The train is getting longer and longer, which means that there are more and more things jumping behind the line. The reason why it is called a thing is because it is not sure whether the other party is a person or something else.

Ma Jiaxin swallowed involuntarily, and before she could say "It's better", someone rushed to say: "Come, come, whoever doesn't come is a coward."

As he said that, he began to rummage through boxes and boxes to find candles and lighters.

I couldn't find the lighter, but there was a pack of matches. After it was lit with a click, the room that was originally only illuminated by the moonlight became more radiant.

It's just that instead of bringing warmth, the candlelight flickered, as if being blown by something.

The person holding the candle put a few drops of wax on the dressing table and fixed the candle on the dressing table mirror.

"Ah!" Xia Mengjia couldn't help screaming.

It turned out that all the people in the mirror were wearing masks that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It was impossible to tell who was who, and they looked even more sinister.

"Don't be afraid..." Rong Ling took her hand.

"Hmm..." Xia Mengjia held Rong Ling's arm, "Don't be afraid, cousin, I will protect you."

"Okay..." One of the friends said, "I'll be the driver, everyone line up."

No one wants to be the rear of the car. After all, imagine that if a cold hand is placed on the shoulder suddenly, it will be frightened to death.

"I'll do it..." Rong Ling said, taking the initiative to stand at the end.

Xia Mengjia followed Rong Ling: "Then I will be in front of you."

The five people formed a "little train" that was neither too long nor too short, and began to circle around the room. The person at the front of the car was still chanting: "One, two, three, four, five, little train, little train, drop The ticking little train."

Every time you say it, the whole team jumps forward with great regularity.

I don't know when the moonlight dimmed outside the window, only the faint light of the candles. The people in front seemed to be under a spell, repeating over and over again: "One, two, three, four, five, little train, little train, little train of di di da da .”

"One, two, three, four, five, little train..."

Suddenly, Rong Ling felt as if something had fallen on his originally empty shoulders.

It happened that a group of people were jumping towards the vanity mirror, she stared closely, it was a pair of bluish white hands, the pointed nails on them were almost longer than the fingers.

The voice from the front of the car suddenly became sharp: "One, two, three, four, five, six, little train, little train, little train of di di da da."

Everyone could tell that there was something behind the line, and their hands and feet were so frightened that they had no choice but to jump down numbly.