After forming a contract with the ancestor of Jianxiu

This old dilapidated high school in their county has always only had students transfer from outside to inside, and this transfer from outside to inside is simply a miracle.

Not to mention, this student is still from Kyoto.

Kyoto is separated from here by more than half of Huaguo, and it is the capital of Huaguo. Who would ignore such a nice and prosperous metropolis and go to such a small corner town to attend high school?

Isn't this a strange person?

For a while, everyone was very interested in this transfer student, but there was still homework to be done, and everyone wrote like a handwritten medical record in a hospital.

Chu Wei fell into a drowsy sleep, and was awakened instantly by the shock of today's voice, and suddenly he lost all drowsiness.

He looked left and right, feeling bored for a while, so he simply hid in the corner and took out his precious mobile phone.

There is no signal in the village, but it is different in the county town, where the Internet speed is very fast.

Chu Wei found the software that Master Kong mentioned earlier, clicked to download, then quickly registered a name, and logged in.

The name of this website is "Unspeakable". After clicking on it, the homepage is an ordinary forum, with several columns on the left and right. It looks rough and not refined at all.

Inside the sub-column is a netizen communication page, similar to a social circle, anyone can swipe to it, and can also leave a message below.

Chu Wei clicked in curiously, but when he opened it, he saw a hideous ghost face, with long hair loose, bloody flesh, and pointed, long, and pitch-black fingernails.

His hands trembled slightly unnaturally, not because he was afraid, but because the visual impact was too strong, even worse than the Uncle Wang he saw before.

This picture is accompanied by the text - redress of grievances.

Although the picture is horrifying, Chu Wei knew after a second look that it was just a fake rendering of make-up.

The comments below are also interesting.

——What grievances do you have, please come back from the underworld quickly, and I will avenge you.

——Is it fun to make a fake photo and deceive people?

--That's it?Dare to be a little more horrifying, it's not enough for me to take it out to deceive children.

——It looks quite realistic to me, where did the landlord find it.

……

Chu Wei continued to scroll down, and there were all kinds of pictures and texts, and some people even posted photos of their lives.

However, the comments below this life photo are not very friendly.

——Show photos of NM's life, this is the supernatural forum.

——PYQ and WB are not enough for you to post?What is the sense of presence here.

——Don't be so hostile upstairs, the little brother is not very handsome, as long as he is good-looking.

——Landlord: Freedom of speech, take care of your business.

——Isn’t it just for people to comment, it’s about you, what’s the matter.

……

Chu Wei glanced at the comments below, and his eyes were wide open. The hostility in it was too strong, and hundreds of comments were made on this photo.

He didn't pay attention to look at this person just now, so he swiped back to the photo above and took a few more glances.

He was a very handsome man, indeed pretty, but Chu Wei's hand slid up and down on the photo, carefully looking at it again and again.

What he looked at was not the man's face, but the man's exposed shoulder, with a long and slender hand on the shoulder.

This should be a woman's hand, but this hand is not the hand of a living person, it is pale and sullen.

Looking at this man's face again, although his skin was smooth and fair due to the beauty, but Yintang was full of blackness, his eye frames were slightly sunken, and his energy was obviously lacking. There must be something unclean around him.

Chu Wei hesitated, entered the comment area, and posted a comment.

——There is something around you, be careful.

He originally wanted to wait for the other party to reply to him, but soon the classroom exploded, and a figure rushed in quickly.

"Here, come, that transfer student is here, but I saw it, it's a boy with green hair."

"The old class is here too, put away your homework quickly."

There was a sudden chaos in the classroom, those fighting for seats, collecting homework, pretending to be reading...

Chu Wei didn't have time to wait for a reply, so he could only mute the phone first and put it in his pocket.

boy with green hair...

Because of the remoteness of their small county, they still carry some kind of conservative thinking.

Not to mention green hair, even the most common yellow hair, or putting on makeup and lipstick, people may point and talk for a long time.

This brother who transferred from another school will become famous in the whole school in about half a day.

There was silence in the classroom, and there were footsteps outside the door.

Class teacher Ji Xueping stepped on small leather shoes and walked in, followed by a tall figure.

As soon as the head teacher came in, his eyes scanned the whole class, and he already understood it in his heart, but this is not the point, the point is this new transfer student.

Ji Xueping cleared her throat and introduced with a smile: "Students, this is our new transfer student. He will be in Class [-] of our third year from now on. Everyone should get along well. New students, please introduce yourself first."

Before the new classmate could speak, he attracted the attention of a large group of people with his bohemian appearance. No matter if it was a boy or a girl, they all looked at him intently.

Not only did he have green hair, but he also wore two Bulling Bulling earrings on his ears, and a shoulder bag on his back, and Mo Bei Lao Tzu was written on his whole body from top to bottom.

The self-introduction is even more concise, only a few words: "My name is Hua Haijun."

"Gosh, he's so cool and handsome."

"Look at the clothes he's wearing. I've seen them on the Internet. They are all famous brands, and they are very expensive."

"It can't be done, it can't be done, my heart is beating so fast, how can there be such a handsome man."

"Although he looks good, I think our class Chuwei is the best looking."

"These are two styles, and I like them both."

"I don't know who has the honor to be his deskmate."

……

Whispering voices spread among the students, and everyone looked at the new classmate, and then at Chu Wei, comparing secretly.

As for the new student, after scanning the class, he found Chu Wei sitting in the corner, the last seat.

He shook the schoolbag in his hand, walked straight to Chu Wei's side under the eyes of everyone, and put the schoolbag on the empty seat beside him.

"Teacher, I'll sit here."

The head teacher nodded: "Then you can sit there."

Chu Wei:? ? ?

There is still a vacant seat in front of him, so why not pick one, but choose it next to him.

Chu Wei was not very interested in meeting new classmates, and looked at the book alone, but he didn't expect that the new classmates looked at Gao Leng and tugged, but they stretched out their hands first.

"Hello, my name is Hua Haijun, let me meet you."

Chu Wei nodded lightly: "Chu Wei."

He is a slow person, not a talkative type. After reporting his name, he simply took out a thick simulation paper and lowered his head to do the questions.

But apparently the new deskmate was different from him, and seemed to be very interested in him, and kept staring at him after sitting down.

It was impossible for Chu Wei not to notice such an obvious gaze, so he simply stopped writing and said softly, "Please look at the blackboard."

On the blackboard, the head teacher is assigning today's tasks.

Hua Haijun glanced at him again, and then looked away, but his eyes fell on the drawer under the table.

His fingers fluttered.

——Little uncle, why didn't you tell me that my new deskmate looks like this, and he's pretty good-looking.

For the sake of his good looks, it's not impossible to take back the aggrieved energy in my heart.

Hua Haijun couldn't help but think of the scene when his little uncle looked for him a few days ago.

He is obviously a sick person, looking pale and weak, but I don't know why every time I meet the little uncle's eyes, I always feel a chill down my spine, and I can't help but want to...kneel down.

What's even more strange is that he actually let himself go to school in such a nook and cranny.

Although it is true that his grades are not good, it is not enough to fall into such a situation.

But later I found out that the little uncle actually sent him to take care of someone.

If it weren't for his curiosity, he wouldn't have come here.

He just wanted to see who that little uncle of their family, who can be said to have no desires and desires, cared so much about him. He never thought that the other party was still a young man.

If it wasn't for his age, he would have suspected that this boy was his little uncle's illegitimate son.

Before coming here, Hua Haijun had seen Chu Wei's photo, but the photo was very blurry, and he could only vaguely discern the person's appearance.

Only after meeting him did he realize that the key to Chu Wei's good-looking appearance was his extraordinary aura.

If he hadn't been sure that he was a man, he would have suspected that some fairy had descended from somewhere.

While Hua Haijun was thinking, his fingers were flying, and his eyes would glance at his deskmate from time to time.

Refreshing is quite refined, but why does he look so indifferent? Anyway, he used to be a school grass-level figure, and the girls who confessed to him were standing in line at the door of the classroom every day.

But this omnipotent face seemed to be of no use to Chu Wei.

It seems that he has not made the topics on the paper more attractive.

Just as Hua Haijun was thinking about it, his phone vibrated slightly.

On the chat interface, the avatar of the little uncle flashed, and the reply was quite fast.

Hua Haijun opened it hastily, but was taken aback when he saw the word.

Uncle: Close your eyes.

Close his eyes, why are you not even allowed to look?

Hua Haijun heheed, and boldly replied: "He's sitting next to me, it's hard not to see him."

He has come to this corner, and the little uncle is not by his side, what can he do with him.

He just saw it, so what can he say?

Beauty is for looking at, sitting so close, it's hard to dig out his eyeballs.

Hua Haijun was suddenly rebellious, and wanted to see what his little uncle could do.

Three seconds later, the phone vibrated again.

But this time it was not a warning, but a picture.

In the picture, there are countless hand-figures in the whole window, and a doll sitting together seems to be looking at Hua Haijun through the picture.

Then came the text.

——Look at it, throw one away.

The author has something to say:

Thank you for your support, okay!

Hua Rong: Uncle is watching you

Hua Haijun: Self poking eyes

Chu Wei: The new deskmate seems to have some serious illness