Himemoto's interpretation

Teacher Xia’s lecture on the third day was quite satisfactory. It can be said that he followed the script, crushed the content of the white paper, and interspersed with a few short stories that sounded like a cool article, which made the board very enjoyable, but there was no conclusion that was close to the point. , there is no audible call from Xingqi.

Assistant Professor Yang, who was wrapped in pumpkin yellow, wandered around the classroom all day. When the class was about to end, she intentionally approached the podium.

Assistant Professor Yang is quite young, under [-] years old, with pale skin and tender skin, giving people the impression that his expression is scarce, and his mood swings are difficult to detect-but he is not dull and stiff like he rarely deals with people.

She pays attention to every move of everyone in the class—including Teacher Xia—and records every detail in the book. Her thoughts are confined to her eyes that are so dark and dark that they cannot be opened. Paint cold light.

Combined with the growth background of Assistant Professor Yang, Xingqi thinks that she is a bit like a hunter from the deep mountains - she is not a hunter at all, she will not actively induce or set traps, she just hibernates and observes, takes action when needed, and hits the key point with every move .

"This is the end of today's class, thank you students."

Teacher Xia's voice fell to the ground, and Assistant Teacher Yang walked up to the podium and whispered a few words to her.

The classroom was very quiet, and Xingqi didn't take much effort to capture the words "seven o'clock" and "dinner".

Teacher Xia repeated some of the key words, and mentioned that the place for dinner was the second building in front of the infirmary.

Assistant Professor Yang said "yes".

Teacher Xia frowned slightly, and after a while, nodded slightly.

Xingqi faintly felt that something happened, but couldn't figure out the specific shape.

With the support of the board, she dawdled and walked outside, watching Teacher Xia absent-mindedly tidy up the textbooks, and rubbed her temples a few times, perhaps because the sky was gloomy and her complexion didn't look good.

Hongmen Banquet?

Xingqi was beating a big drum in her heart, her eyes were glued to the podium, and before she could turn away, Assistant Teacher Yang raised her head without warning.

Bancun was half-dead for a day, Yue Zu received two tubes of booster needles on his behalf, his waist was no longer sore and his legs were no longer weak, he jumped up vigorously, and said in a low male voice: "Look at me again, I will deal with her!"

As for Assistant Professor Yang, he is very similar to what Wei Tongtong said before, that one thing is reduced by one thing.

Xingqi thought for a while, and decided that one thing more is worse than one thing less, and she will not say her guess for the time being: the person that Assistant Teacher Yang is eyeing is probably not the flowing water, but her, and even Teacher Xia.

On the second day, the newcomer training class officially started, and Xing Qi had to attend the warm-up class to lay the foundation for the training that night.

She arrived late, and nearly thirty teenagers and adults of different sizes and styles sat crookedly in the classroom.

First, the assistant director gave a speech, explaining how the school provides a perfect living and learning environment, the achievements of the past students, and the vision for the bright future of the current students;

Then the teaching assistant will lead the reading of the school rules and discipline and read: You are already full members of the Taoyuan family, and you will be rewarded for your outstanding performance immediately, and you will be punished for not obeying the rules.

After receiving the uniforms and daily necessities, each dormitory lined up to lead the newcomers back to the dormitory.

The first thing she did when she went back was Xingqi rummaged through the clothes bag, and said luckily.

Fortunately, this ghost place is not militarized to the point where underwear is distributed uniformly.

Unable to sleep until midnight, Xingqi got up and went upstairs secretly.

The iron gate of the roof was locked.

Xingqi touched the hairpin pinned behind her ear, and it was easy to unlock the lock, but——

The picture of Teacher Xia rubbing her temples suddenly flashed before her eyes, she let go and went back to the dormitory, without sleep all night.

……

The number of new students attending the intensive training on Thursday was [-] more than the warm-up class the previous night. About [-] or so people were instructed by the dormitory directors and teaching assistants to put on uniforms, and their appearance was much more correct than the warm-up class.

Xingqi sat in the second row against the wall, pinching her palms and thighs from time to time to prevent herself from accidentally falling asleep.

The first person to speak was the headmaster who didn't show up last night. Xingqi looked around unobtrusively while listening to his unscripted speech.

Among the newly added newcomers was a big-headed and slender Douding, who was short in stature but looked old, with swollen eyes.

I don't know if it's because he's really young, or because he's lacking in intelligence. From time to time, he howls once or twice, or sniffs his nose loudly twice.

He spoke for the third time, and Sun Xiangli led him out. At that time, the principal had just finished a wonderful paragraph, and the teaching assistants took the lead in clapping. The principal was instantly surrounded by applause and nodded in satisfaction.

When she came back again, Xingqi found that Douding had changed clothes, the size was obviously not suitable, the sleeves were rolled up high, there were red spots and purple spots on both arms, and some edges were neat and tidy, like belt pulls.

That morning, Douding was quiet, but there was a commotion when the class was about to end, and he peed his pants.

Relying on the wish of going to the small black room at night to meet Teacher Xia, Xingqi stayed up until late.

Before finishing the lap, he explained to Wei Tongtong and went straight to Dinglou.

Xingqi was scared.

The Taoyuan family is full of ghosts, some of them are wearing human skins, and some are not even bothering to put on human skins.

Occasionally, she would feel uncomfortable, as if someone was staring at her as soon as she left the intensive training classroom, but she was surrounded by students with dull eyes and rigid expressions, and she changed into a school uniform, so no one knew her.

After a while, she felt that she was too weak. After staying here for two or three days, her mental state became skewed, and she began to panic, and even had auditory hallucinations——

Feeling the wall in the dark corridor and walking towards the dark room where Bancun took her, there were two times when Xingqi clearly heard footsteps nearby, but it was only once or twice very lightly. .

She believed or forced herself to trust the detective more than she could remember.

According to the routine of a weekly detective, Xingqi, the detective partner, needs to stay up for about three more days, but the foreign teacher's term of office is until tomorrow afternoon.

Teacher Xia left first, what should Xing Qi do as an undercover agent?

Stay a few more days and she might go crazy—why did the detective let her in this place?

She subconsciously thought, what if there are no more detectives in the future?

Taste is known through food marrow, and the memory of taste is profound, but it is not easy to remember and aftertaste.

If Teacher Xia leaves, she will forget about Teacher Xia in just seven days.

If Teacher Xia doesn't want her, it's just right to put her here...

Wait, why doesn't Teacher Xia want her?

because she is...

Suddenly there was a sharp stabbing pain in the back of the head, like an awl piercing the skull, the pain made the muscles all over the body stiff, and the fingers and toes of the limbs contracted unconsciously.

Xingqi hurriedly pushed open the nearest door, unable to stand still, or unbearable pain, she simply lay down on her back, the back of her head hit the floor heavily.

"Boom!"

Sun Xiangli drank too much, and put the wine glass twice in a row, but he didn't put it back into the water dish. He simply beat the table, let go of his hand, and let the wine glass hang half over the edge of the table.

She raised her hand to scratch her red and itchy back, and when she put it back, she put it on Teacher Xia's shoulder.

Teacher Xia also drank a lot, leaning lazily on the back of the rough chair, rubbing one temple as if he had a headache.

Everyone at the table got their faces painted on after drinking, but she was the only one who not only didn't get the color on, but faded instead.The more he drank, the paler his face became, making everyone look sideways unconsciously.

"Teacher Xia is young and promising, belch, how should I put it... It's the starting line for people and people. We old and useless people are almost at the finish line. I think I'm old." Sun Xiangli swept away Teacher Xia's loose cover The long hair in the ears, "Who would have thought of talking to Mr. Xia——"

Another assistant next to Sun Xiangli's right hand said: "It's not on the same track at all."

"Just take this table of dishes and say, oh, this beef, this sea cucumber..." Sun Xiangli smacked his lips, and swiped his big hand to the table full of dishes, "It's a shame that we were so shy yesterday and said to you to taste Tasting wild game, who would have thought that the real expert is here, or you are particular about it. Tonight's meal was honored by Teacher Xia."

Other Assistant Managers, Assistant Managers and Dr. Wang agreed one after another.

"The wine you brought yourself..." Sun Xiangli grabbed the bottle unsteadily, picked up the wine cup whose life was hanging by a thread, and smiled broadly, "This wine is Jiulong calligraphy... right?"

Teacher Xia turned a deaf ear to it, and it took a while to realize that several eyes were on her body, raised her eyelids, and looked at everyone suspiciously.

Sun Xiangli asked again: "Why do you come here?"

Teacher Xia seemed to have finally noticed something, sat upright with effort, and turned to look at Sun Xiangli's lips.

This assistant with a fierce face just stuffed a mouthful of raw beef mixed with eggs, and as he chewed, he kept wriggling and stained with egg liquid, making it oily and shiny.

Teacher Xia frowned, touched her right ear a few times, pulled out an earplug that was the same color as her skin, then touched her throat, and said in a tone that was weirder than before drinking: "What did you just say?"

On the opposite side, Dr. Wang's eyes suddenly became more playful, and he whispered a few words to the red-clothed assistant next to him. The latter laughed and said, "Are you looking for a research topic? We have all kinds of research topics here. What kind of research do you want?" , take your pick."

Teacher Xia smiled and pointed to the left ear: "I can only hear it."

She casually threw the earplugs into Sun Xiangli's wine cup, turned her left ear intentionally, and asked the assistant manager in red: "So, what types are there?"

The whistle woke up Xingqi.

His body was shaking all the time, as if he had just climbed out of the cold pool, his hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.

Xingqi rubbed the back of her head and took several deep breaths.

Sometimes blurred and sometimes clear memory fragments surged in the depths of her mind. She pressed the floor hard, trying to figure out where she was, and the voice of Teacher Xia echoed in her ears: This is the first time I saw you, my name is Xia Yan .

She asked in a low voice, "When did you first see me?"

He asked again, "Are you coming tonight?"

The whistle sounded for half a minute and stopped abruptly.

Xingqi turned over, stuck to the ground and listened for a while.

The sound of chaotic footsteps gradually gathered in the direction of the playground.

Teacher Xia won't come.

Xingqi supported the wall and climbed up, her mind was in a daze, but she still remembered to go out through another door.

however--

"Student Xing Qi."

The statue of assistant professor Yang has been hidden in the mountains for many years and no one has paid attention to it. It is covered in night and blends in with the surrounding environment.

The sound pierced the unsettled night, and the statue stepped out of the darkness, announcing that she had transformed into a human.

"You entered Building D at 7:56 p.m., entered Ding Er Xi Liu at 8:01, and left at 9:23. Now..." Assistant Professor Yang closed his notebook and glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist, "10 04:[-]."

Xingqi scratched her forehead almost to the point of wiping out sparks. She was in a trance after entering the small building, and she was in a coma for a while. She is still in the stage of "stress disorder" where her memory is turbulent. Her ability to perceive things has declined slightly, but it doesn't make sense A big living person can't be found from east to west with her.

Feeling the horror of "this person has a father and no mother, so he is so powerful, so he must be a monster that jumped out of the mountain crevice", Xingqi and Assistant Professor Yang went back to the playground.

The students who finished their evening exercises dispersed. Under the spotlight that was as bright as daylight, there were two rows of students who were also arrested for committing crimes. Each of them raised their chests, abdomen and hips, and a square dance speaker was placed on a viewing car parked nearby. A male voice with a correct accent is reciting the school discipline and rules.

After Xingqi entered the line, Assistant Teacher Yang turned to a round boy: "Zhang Fengjian!"

The boy was 1.8 meters tall, and his waist seemed to be 1.8 meters. He trotted out to the position designated by Assistant Teacher Yang, and he was out of breath.

"Push-ups, 100."

The boy bowed his head with difficulty, and threw his five bodies to the ground. The gravity had such a strong effect on him, asking him to do push-ups was a bit of a self-determined idea of ​​whether he should play tricks or not.

Assistant Professor Yang finished rectifying the two students behind him, turned around and saw him lying on the ground, doing strokes with both hands, and ordered his dormitory head to work with a few boys to pull him up.

"Squats, 50 reps."

Fat people whose thighs reach Xingqi's waistline can hardly bend their knees, and it is even more difficult to squat down to climb the ladder.

After finally squatting down a little bit, only the sound of pricking and tearing was heard. The boy covered his pants and sat on the ground with his buttocks, his head and face were covered with water, sweat, and more tears.

Zhang Fengjian cried and cried: "Please forgive me, please forgive me."

No one spared him, no one saw the head start, sneers and ridicule spread like solitaire.

Assistant Professor Yang scribbled a few words on his notebook, as if he had scribbled out the word "compassion" in her human dictionary, and his tone was still flat, "50 squats, 50 push-ups, 15 laps around the building, here you choose."

Zhang Fengjian wiped off the water droplets on his face with his sleeves, stood up tremblingly, and slowly squatted down.

The schadenfreude snickers around were erratic like ghosts.

The cries suppressed in his throat were finally drawn into the noise by Night Breeze, taking up a lot of weight.

He cried uncontrollably.

Zhang Fengjian was very fat, and the zipper of the sports jacket was barely pulled halfway, revealing circles of fat in the vest pocket.The white buttocks reflected light among the rags swaying in the wind, forming almost rippling shadows with difficult movements.

Xingqi turned her gaze away, but accidentally saw Assistant Teacher Yang.

The spotlight on the playground illuminated everyone clearly, and her expression was very distorted—it could be described as ferocious, the corners of her mouth were grinning almost to the ears, but her eyes were wide open, with a kind of...indescribable hatred.

Passing Assistant Professor Yang, Xingqi looked at the bright yellow off-road vehicle parked in the open space at the southeast corner of the playground, and then at the bare concrete wall, rubbing her thumbs on the tips of her four fingers in turn.

The concrete wall is 12 meters high, and there is no iron net on the top of the wall. The wall surface looks smooth and has no leverage, but if you use an off-road vehicle—it is parked in a clever position, it can be used as a pedal—you can try to fly over the lunatic asylum.

The pad of her thumb was hot and hot, Xingqi suddenly realized that she threw Teacher Xia a request to destroy this place, but planned to run away alone!

This thought made her blame herself so much that when Assistant Professor Yang asked her to choose one of the three, she didn't even want to take a step and rushed to the three rows of six buildings at the fastest speed.

The students who were also punished had no time to care about others.

The punishment site was the territory of the teaching assistants, and the school leaders and teachers collectively ate and feasted in a small building outside the iron fence.

When Xingqi returned to the playground for the first time, Assistant Teacher Yang was still drawing in his notebook and glanced at the electronic watch.

After 2 minutes, she looked at the dial again.

There were four or five more running students before and after, Xingqi didn't care, they are both fallen in the world, why should they meet each other before.

There was only one thought in her mind, and she couldn't slip away.

Surpassing a tall figure, Xingqi added in her heart: You can't become a monster who can do everything in order to get out of here like Zhang Yuqing.

She closed her eyes and somehow read Teacher Xia's name.

……

After the newcomer education class was over, Xingqi went to the rooftop to enjoy the wind for a while, and the lights were already turned off when she returned to the dormitory.

The tense muscles in his legs relaxed, but the dull pain in the back of his head made his thoughts still a little cloudy.

Wei Tongtong called "Xing Qi" several times, and shone a few flashlights on her before she responded slowly.

"Have you been to the teaching assistant's dormitory?" Wei Tongtong asked nervously.

Xingqi was confused, "What?"

"The teaching assistant asked you to go to her dormitory."

"Which teaching assistant?"

"Little pumpkin." Bancun said coolly, "Which rule did you break and got caught by her? Or is your conspiracy unleashed?"

Xingqi didn't quite understand what was going on, and she couldn't figure out why Assistant Teacher Yang didn't tell her on the playground and asked the head of the dormitory to tell her.

"I'll take you there." Wei Tongtong quickly put on his clothes, "I'm the head of the dormitory, and I'll have to sit back if I'm late, damn it."

"Farewell, I'll be with her." Bancun rolled off the bed, and changed into Wei Tongtong's tone, "I was called into the dormitory by the little pumpkin on my own initiative in the first week, silly chicken, I give in to you, big letter."

"I don't need you, where is the teaching assistant's dormitory, I can go by myself."

Xingqi rolled her eyes at the light of the small flashlight, and Wei Tongtong screamed "Ah".

At this time, the door was knocked three times, and the voice of Assistant Professor Yang came: "Student Xing Qi is back."

……

The road to the Ding Building is very short, even if Xingqi's legs were filled with lead, she couldn't lift it up, and it took only 3 minutes to climb to the third floor of the Ding Building.

Assistant Professor Yang is very familiar with this place. Without supporting the wall, he walked out of the corridor and walked straight forward for more than ten meters. Insert the door lock.

There was a light inside, illuminating a corridor outside the door, and the nameplate on the door frame reflected the number to show it.

Ding three east five.

A room next door to Ding San Dong Qi was also lit, and eight people walked in one after another.

Three assistants in camouflage uniforms, three assistants in red, Dr. Wang, and Teacher Xia wearing glasses.

"Hi." Sun Xiangli breathed out the smell of alcohol, leaned against the wall opposite the door, and fumbled for a long time before pressing a button that was integrated with the wall.

The wall connected to Dingsandongwu lost its camouflaged gray cement color in an instant, and turned out to be transparent on one side.

Behind the wall, there were two people sitting and standing one by one. The one sitting with a gray face and anxious eyes was a new student, and the one standing was Sun Xiangli's right-hand man Yang Yueying.

Sun Xiangli slammed his ass on the leather stool under the button, and the soft stuffing inside made a long deflation sound. On this side of the wall, at least three people were paying attention to Mr. Xia.

On the other side of the wall, Assistant Professor Yang picked up the metal hoop that was placed on the table, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the thin wall, looking directly at everyone behind the wall.