My rebirth style is wrong [Comprehensive fear]

Because Su Wanwan came late, she was assigned to the dormitory for art students.The dormitory administrator is a woman with short hair, and her attitude is not very enthusiastic. Fortunately, she has done all the work that should be done.

Su Wanwan was assigned to the second floor. This floor is full of dancers, not to mention all of them are beautiful, at least the long legs, the right-angled shoulders, and the light rhythm when walking, all of which Su Wanwan likes to watch. .

"The lights will not be turned off at night, but it is required that no noise is allowed, no random doors are allowed, and no off-campus personnel are allowed to stay overnight"

The administrator pushed open a door with a calm face, stood sideways, did not go in, but let Su Wanwan go in by herself, "Put the luggage away by yourself, and then go downstairs to my room to get things."

Two beautiful girls jumped out of the next room, one with big eyes and one with an oval face. Seeing the administrator, the oval face stuck out her tongue and greeted with a smile.

The administrator gave a casual "hmm" with an uneasy face, and said to another big-eyed girl: "The dormitory cannot be entered and exited by non-resident students at will."

The big-eyed girl bowed her head honestly and admitted her mistake, and said that her friend would leave immediately.

The learning tasks of art students are not so heavy. It is stipulated that the home is within a certain range and parents can request it, so they can live at home.

After the two left, the administrator also left quickly.

Su Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, walked in with the suitcase, and looked at the room.It's small, but as a high school dormitory, it should be okay.There is a single bed in the room. There is a wardrobe at the end of the bed against the wall, and there is a desk and a bookcase next to the bed. The arrangement is somewhat compact.

As for toilets and bathrooms, there are two public ones on the first floor.

As soon as I threw my schoolbag on the bed, the phone rang. It was Ms. Zheng Huiying, who was stopped outside just now, who was worried and called to ask.

"Well, it's not bad. I live alone, and there are a lot of people on the first floor. I can guess how lively it will be when I wash up in the morning and evening. Okay, Mom, you go back first. This week will be over in three days. Come back by yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wanwan went downstairs to get her things, and then hung clothes, arranged books and changed bed sheets and quilt covers in the room.

Just as she was sweating, there was a knock on the door, Su Wanwan turned her head and saw that it was the two girls who were caught by the administrator just now.

The one who knocked on the door was melon-faced, she looked more cheerful and lively, she tilted her head and smiled at Su Wanwan, "Hello, I heard that Zhensheng's next door is going to be a cultural class transfer student, is it you? Hello, my name is So Hee, and your new neighbor Jin Seung is my best friend."

Said it was to meet new friends, but it was a bit like showing off her relationship with Zhensheng.

Zhensheng waved after Chongsu Wanwan uncomfortably.

"Hello, I should be the one talking about it." Su Wanwan smiled and invited the two of them to come in and sit down: "I'm also surprised that I was assigned to so many beautiful sisters and sisters."

Su Hee's smile was slightly low, and she giggled when she heard it, while Zhen Sheng was beside her pursing her lips and laughing shallowly.

After a brief acquaintance, Su Wanwan politely declined Suxi's invitation to go to the cafeteria together, saying that she still had some materials to go to the administrative building to report.

In fact, I felt that Suxi's friends seemed a little uncomfortable, or that she liked having a third party inserted into her friendship.

They all came from adolescence, and Su Wanwan knew very well that friendship was the same as love in her teens, and that a triangle relationship was not the most stable, but the easiest to split.

Probably because Su Wanwan grew up in Seoul since she was a child, at least she has no geographical differences with her classmates around her, or maybe it's because of the heavy learning tasks, so in the second and third classes of the new class, the students are very concerned about the new transfer students. The arrival did not have much reaction.

It was also because she came halfway, so she didn't have to choose a seat, and was directly assigned to the corner of the back row of the classroom by the window.Beside him was a girl with a ponytail and a cold face who was studying hard all the time.

There is nothing wrong with this position, but for some reason, there are many names engraved on the desktop, and there is also a strange letter symbol of "jj".

Worried about tearing the paper while writing, Su simply spread a few books on the table, thinking about buying something to repair the table when he returned home on the weekend.

No matter whether it is class or get out of class, the atmosphere in the new class is a bit serious, as if there is invisible pressure that makes everyone race against time to study.

Su Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least in this way, she doesn't have to have too many contacts with new classmates too quickly.

It wasn't until the end of the class that afternoon that the girl at the front desk finally turned around to chat with Su Wanwan curiously.

They exchanged names and information about Su Wanwan's previous school, and felt that they knew enough about the transfer students, so the girl came over, and with some unknown intentions, she mysteriously shared the secret with Su Wanwan: "Anqi, do you know why everyone studies so hard?"

Su Wanwan was at a loss: "Ah? Isn't it for getting into a good university?"

In South Korea's college entrance examination, the usual performance is also counted, so it is very important to maintain excellence from childhood to adulthood.

The girl who introduced herself as Xiuli lowered her lips and shook her head slowly: "No, no, no."

Leaning closer, the two of them were almost touching their noses, and then she whispered, "Do you know that every class has a ghost school legend?"

ghost?

Su Wanwan, who had just experienced the plot of ghost revenge from the countryside, almost subconsciously felt her scalp numb and her back feel cold, she was frightened, "No way?"

How could it be so unlucky!She just changed schools! !

Seeing that the transfer student was really frightened, Xiuli let out a snort, covering her mouth and laughing, this was not enough, then she turned back and patted her desk laughing.

The other students around were attracted by her laughter and asked curiously.

After hearing Xiuli talk about the whole process, the other students couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hey new classmate, you are too timid!"

"No, I think it's too simple, to be frightened by such rotten campus gossip!"

The fact that Xiuli successfully found fun with her new classmate stimulated the others, and those who were not in a hurry to leave the classroom surrounded her.Fortunately, everyone didn't mean anything malicious, they just thought this transfer student was very funny, and they wanted to make fun of it too.

After hearing a lot of strange campus stories, someone suddenly said, "Hey, I mean, you guys don't know what happened in our school in [-], right?"

As soon as this remark came out, some students were curious, some shook their heads, and some remained silent.

The girl who spoke was not afraid of the school's rules, but enthusiastically shared mysterious events that she knew but others didn't.

"Five years ago, in this classroom of ours, it was just a third class of high school. One day, a very hated head teacher in the school, an old fox, hanged himself for no reason. After that, people died one after another. He was nicknamed Mad Dog. There are male teachers and students."

This girl is very good at telling stories, so she briefly outlined the prospect of the story, and then began to talk about the strange story from the perspective of a teacher named Xu Enying.

In the ghost story, a student who was bullied died in the abandoned studio, and stayed in the school after his death. He would change his name every three years, but continued to go to school and take exams with the same face.

"So, if you find a face that keeps recurring in the school record book one day, don't alarm her"

creak-

The ear-piercing sound of tables and chairs moving broke the tense atmosphere brewing up among the girls. Everyone looked back, and it turned out that the female squad leader Yi Huishu who was sitting on Su Wanwan's right suddenly stood up.

The female squad leader's face was terribly cold, and she looked particularly gloomy and stern: "What's there to say about this kind of thing! It's so boring!"

Getting angry, the female squad leader took the book and turned around, her chin held high, her ponytail swishing and she left proudly.

The atmosphere is a bit cold.

I don't know how long it took, the girl who told the story said "cut~", and gave a thumbs up in the direction where the female monitor disappeared: "Prudish! I don't know why the teacher chose her to be our monitor!"

After being made such a fuss by the class monitor, everyone lost interest in continuing to chat, and all dispersed.

The girl who told the story took the initiative to invite Su Wanwan to the cafeteria for dinner: "You are new here, if there is no old man with you, the eighth woman in the cafeteria will deliberately bully you."

Jin Xiuli, who was sitting in front of Su Wanwan, also nodded: "Yes, that eighth woman is simply too annoying!"

Su Wanwan naturally doesn't mind eating with others.

After all, they live in the school. If there is no accident, they will have to get along with these classmates for more than a year. There is no harm in getting along well.

On the way to the cafeteria, Su Wanwan knew that the girl who told the story was named Zheng Xiaoya, and she was a well-known "inquiry" in the class, and she knew all kinds of gossip.

"An Qi, if you want to know anything, just ask me!"

This "Bao inquiring" also doesn't mind sharing the gossip he knows with others.

And Zheng Xiaoya also added the story about a ghost in every class that Xiuli used to scare Su Wanwan before when she shared the strange campus talk with Su Wanwan.

It is said that each class actually has an empty table, and the ghosts wandering around the campus can't help but sneak in when they see it, in order to fill up the empty seats.

And once there is a ghost, if the students in that class fail to pass the exam every time or make progress, they will be followed by that ghost. Kill him brutally.

After listening to the story, Su Wanwan said, "Are you sure the teachers didn't deliberately make this up for us to study hard?"

Xiuli chuckled, "Hahaha idiot! Of course it is!"

Zheng Xiaoya just smiled and said nothing, acting a bit cryptic, as if she knew something.

According to her temperament that likes to collect gossip and also likes to share gossip, she should speak out at this time.

But this time, no matter what Xiuli asked, Zheng Xiaoya didn't say anything.

So Su Wanwan guessed that Zheng Xiaoya was either refusing to say anything due to some special regulations, or maybe she had nothing to say at all and was just pretending to be mysterious.

In any case, the learning progress in the new school is really fast and the pressure is great.

After finishing her homework in the evening, it was already very late. Su Wanwan stood up and stretched. Just as she was stretching her waist, she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the window next door.

Su Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to make up her mind about the supernatural, she realized that it was Zhensheng's friend next door whom she only met during the day, that lively and outgoing girl with a melon-faced face, Su Xilai, who had climbed the window.

Su Wanwan suspected that her thoughts were not pure enough, because her first reaction was that the friendship between these two girls seemed a little strange?

Shaking her head, Su Wanwan put away her overly diffused thoughts, packed her books and pencil case, turned off the lamp on the desk, put on a basin, stepped on her slippers and opened the door to the bathroom at the end of the corridor to take a shower.