They All Say I've Met a Ghost

This time the school bus was not so cold, it was very comfortable.

The driver brother didn't speak, and I fell asleep leaning on the seat in the dark environment.In my sleep, I vaguely felt the surrounding wind blowing, and when I opened my eyes, it seemed that the cold wind was swirling away. I don't know how the driver brother adjusted the air conditioner, and the wind blowing out was so unique.

I wobbled and fell asleep all the way to Ren'ai Middle School. The driver stopped the car and said to me: "Get out of the car. The class time is usually two hours. I will pick you up at two o'clock. I will wait for you until 5 o'clock in the morning at most. If you don't come out……"

The driver brother turned his head and gave me a deep look, his eyes shining brightly in the dark night.

I quickly said: "Brother, don't wait for me until 5 o'clock. It's too hard in the middle of the night. If I don't come out after 5 minutes, you can go home and rest. I will go back by shared bicycle. It is cool at night in summer. Exercise."

The driver brother ignored my words and said stubbornly: "Wait until 5 o'clock, I hope you can come out."

He is really a good colleague who is dedicated and kind. As a newcomer, I want to learn from Brother Driver and be a serious and responsible teacher.

As soon as I got off the bus, the driver brother drove the school bus away without leaving me any exhaust fumes.

I looked up and looked at my future job.Ren'ai Middle School has been closed for three years, and it looks very desolate from the outside.The gate was covered with dust and cobwebs, and it was obvious that no one had been there for a long time.

Looking at the locked gate, I was a little worried, how to enter the school?Since Principal Zhang has rented the school's classrooms, can't he hire someone to manage the gate?

Seeing that the class time was approaching, I took out my mobile phone and sent a message to Principal Zhang: [The gate of Ren'ai Middle School is locked, how do I get in? 】

Principal Zhang was probably also secretly paying attention to my new employee, and immediately replied to the message: [East side, small gate. 】

Immediately afterwards, she sent another message; 【Students are very naughty and may pretend to be ghosts to scare you. If you are not afraid, you will be fine. 】

Of course I'm not afraid of this, it's just a prank. When I was a student, boys would often play pranks to scare people.

I put my schoolbag on my back and ran quickly to the east side, and sure enough, I saw a small red door that was ajar.The red paint seemed to be freshly applied, so I took out a facial tissue from my bag and pushed the door open with a paper pad to prevent the paint from getting on my hands.

The classroom of Class [-] of the third year is easy to find. The only classroom in the whole school is lit, and I can see it when I look up.

Thinking that the students were already waiting for me in the classroom, I was a little anxious, so I ran downstairs, and the smart door of the teaching building opened for me automatically.

The halls and corridors were not lit. The fourth class of the third year was on the fourth floor. I didn’t dare to walk too fast in the dark environment. I first took out my mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, which illuminated the first floor of the stairs before climbing up.

Every time I go upstairs, I light up the entire staircase first, and then start climbing after confirming the path under my feet.When I climbed to the half corner of the third floor, there seemed to be something in the corner, and the flashlight was not bright enough to see clearly. After I went upstairs and walked to the corner, I saw a red dress.

Oh, no, it's a girl in a red dress.

It was because her hair was black and long, and it was loose, covering her face, and her skirt was too long. In the dark, she could only see a striking red at first glance, so she mistakenly thought that only the skirt was standing in the corner.

Abandoned school, late at night, dark corridors, red skirts by the corners, not to mention it really looks like a ghost story, and the timid may cry.

I walked up to the girl and asked, "Student, are you tonight's student?"

The girl still covered her face with her hair, and said quietly, "Yes."

If I hadn't met Li Yuanyuan beforehand, I might think this is a weird person again.

Thinking of Mr. Saw and Li Yuanyuan, I think the students in this school are really not easy. They probably don’t like to meet people, and they didn’t force girls to pull their hair back: “I’m tonight’s teacher, my name is Shen Jianguo, you call me Mr. Shen That's fine. Why don't you come into the classroom? Aren't you afraid of being alone here?"

The girl shook her head, her long black hair shaking like a waterfall.

Seeing her beautiful hair, I couldn't help feeling a little envious.With such thick hair, there must be no problem of baldness.I rubbed my forehead. I have been sleeping late for the past few days. Tomorrow is the weekend. I hope that Principal Zhang can arrange the course during the day so that I can adjust my schedule and save my rising hairline.

"It's time to go to class if you're not afraid."

She didn't speak, but held out her hand to me.Unlike her long black hair, this hand was very white, as white as if it could glow in the dark.

Black long straight hair, white skin, and slender figure, this female student already has the three major elements of beauty.

"Are you afraid you won't be able to see clearly?" I held the girl's hand naturally, "Walking and looking downstairs, be careful."

I took her by the hand to go upstairs, and she followed me. When I reached the last flight of stairs, she said suddenly, "Teacher, did you check the number of steps when you went upstairs?"

"I'm rushing to class, so I don't have time to check this."

I wanted to continue walking, but the girl didn't move. She was quite strong. I pulled her hand but she couldn't move it. She could only stop on the last step.

"Teacher, I counted it," she said stubbornly. "All stairs have twelve steps. If you count to No. 13, you have encountered a ghost."

"Generally, the top floor will be higher, right? It's normal to have an extra floor of stairs, but this number is not friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder. I have a roommate in college, and I hate the extra floor of stairs."

Listening to her talk, I somewhat understand why she is standing half motionless on the third floor.She is probably a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. The first few stairs are all 12 steps, and the last one becomes 13. She feels uncomfortable and does not want to climb.

What can I do, she doesn't like it, I can't force her to go up, but the students in the classroom are still waiting.

"Student, if you don't want to climb, if you trust me, I can carry you to the last step." I made a suggestion.

"Hehe." She smiled, and probably still didn't trust me. After all, men and women are different, and she is a beautiful girl. My suggestion seemed to be to take advantage.

She said again behind me: "Teacher, you look back into my eyes."

I turned my head back naturally, and when I turned around, I saw a blood-red eye protruding from the black hair.

I took a closer look, nodded and said, "Your colored contact lenses are very beautiful, and the color matches the clothes very well."

Sure enough, for patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder, the clothes on their bodies must also be perfectly matched.I looked down at her shoes, a pair of red high-heeled shoes, very delicate, and then continued to praise: "The shoes are also beautiful."

"But let's go upstairs quickly, the students are waiting, it would be bad to delay today's class. I know it's hard to climb 13 steps, or we go back to the first floor and start counting from the second step, Isn't this twelve?" I made a feasible suggestion again.

Many obsessive-compulsive disorder understand that their thoughts are wrong, but they just feel uncomfortable.At this time, if you give them a reason to convince themselves, it will be much better.

"..." She asked after a few seconds of silence, "Teacher, aren't you afraid of me?"

This is interesting. In the middle of the night, a beautiful and strong young man is afraid that it should be me?

It suddenly occurred to me that she has been covering her face with her hair. Is there some flaw on her face that makes me feel afraid of her?

The possibility is great.

"I'm not afraid," I said seriously, "I'm not afraid of what you look like."

"What if I am like this?" She raised her head abruptly, and the wind from nowhere blows away her beautiful long hair, revealing a face dripping with blood.

She opened her mouth and stuck out her long tongue, wrapping it around my neck.

She pretended to be pretty, and if Principal Zhang hadn't reminded her in advance, I really almost believed that she was a ghost.

I grabbed the tongue and asked curiously, "Where did you buy this, it's quite realistic."

After I finished speaking, I pulled hard and tore the fake tongue out of her mouth.The tongue is really well made, and there is a scream when it is pulled off.The girl fell backwards because of the reaction force of her fake tongue being snatched away. I quickly gave her a hand to prevent her from falling down the stairs.

With this pull, she hit my chest directly, and the blood from the make-up all over her face rubbed onto my newly bought white shirt.

On the first day of class, in order to impress the students, I bought a new shirt. I rushed to school in a suit and leather shoes, but I was the last one before entering the classroom, and the white shirt was useless again.

My heart hurts thinking about the price of the shirts.

Is this considered a work injury?Principal Zhang, can you reimburse me with the shirt and the toilet?

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take advantage of you, but I was afraid that you would fall." I quickly let go of her, took out a tissue from my bag, and handed it to her, "Wipe your face well, such a beautiful girl, put on makeup It's not good for the skin like this."

"I'm not wearing makeup," she quietly raised her head, showing me her bloody face, "I was standing on the railroad tracks in a red dress, and the train flew by, and my whole body was covered in blood, not only on my face, but also on my body. "

"Okay, okay." I nodded perfunctorily, and took out a tissue to wipe her face.

Not to mention that the blood plasma is quite realistic, with a bloody smell.

Wipe it again with a dry facial tissue, then I took out the wet wipe and wiped it again. This time, the real face of the girl was finally revealed. She really was a beautiful girl with big eyes, white skin, high nose bridge and oval face. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. .

She quietly watched me wipe her face, with a touch of emotion under the red contact lenses.

"You are very similar to the hairdressing master who carefully sewed up my body and let me leave beautifully after my death. I was watching by the side and thanked him very much." The girl's voice became calmer.

It's just that the words are still a little confused, so I can only follow her words and ask: "Why did you commit suicide by lying on the rails?"

"I'm pregnant with a child," she rubbed her abdomen. "Not only did he deny it, but he also beat me and killed the child abruptly. I missed the college entrance examination, and everyone knew that I had a miscarriage. I couldn't be a human anymore."

No wonder she would enter Principal Zhang's school and scare the new male teacher in the middle of the night. She must have malicious intentions towards men.

I feel a little pity for this poor girl, at the age of a flower, but she failed to learn to protect and cherish herself, and met a person who doesn't cherish herself, which made me so hurt.

I stretched out my hand, and seeing that she didn't resist, I rubbed her long hair: "There is nothing difficult in this world. When you think the sky is falling, it is actually the beginning of a new life."

Just when I was about to say something heart-warming again, a golden light flashed across, and a wooden sword came in from nowhere, stabbing straight at the girl.

I quickly pulled the girl behind me, the wooden sword bounced back immediately when it touched my clothes, a golden light was shining above my head, a young man in a double-breasted yellow robe came out of the shadows, pointed the wooden sword at the girl behind me and said: "Sinister, come out to harm people again!"

I:"???"

I grabbed the young man's wooden sword, recognized him as the professional who took Mr. Saw away a few days ago, and couldn't help asking: "Did you go to the wrong set?"

The author has something to say: Gong's second appearance.

School Bus Theater:

Passengers in the car, who are invisible to the naked eye, gathered next to Mr. Shen to chat with each other——

"Old Liu said that a bully lived in their room with Yuanyuan's and bullied ghosts every day. He must be talking about this person."

"I heard that the Legsaw Ghost has been killed by him."

"We still have to reserve a seat for him, I can only stand today!"

"Oh, he opened his eyes, run, run! He was found and couldn't run. Yuanyuan ran a long distance yesterday and was caught back. It's pitiful."

Teacher Shen opened his eyes and noticed that the wind was spinning away, thinking that the wind from the air conditioner was quite unique.