MVP in the next examination room

In the evening, the sky suddenly turned overcast, layers of dark clouds rolled in the sky, and a heavy rain was brewing.

Li Hong leaned against the wall, raised his face and looked out the window, muttering words.

This is the last class in the afternoon, and it is also self-study.

Li Hong's deskmate glanced at him curiously: "What are you talking about?"

Li Hong said, "Pray for rain."

The deskmate raised his head and looked at the sky in disbelief: "...Is there a need for this?"

"You don't understand," Li Hong said, "I prayed for rain but it didn't work, and now it's just right."

The dark clouds came without warning, and many students in the class didn't bring umbrellas. Gradually, they couldn't finish their homework, and looked worriedly at the sky outside the window.

Inside the library, Tang Ran opened a corner of the tightly closed curtains, glanced outside, and said, "Shall we go to eat first?"

There are still 5 minutes until get out of class ends.

Tang Ran was only thinking about the egg-filled biscuits outside the school gate: "When it rains in a while, the stall will definitely be closed."

Yuan Che expressed doubts about the sales rate of the pancake stall: "Do you think he will come today?"

That being said, he simply cleaned up the textbooks and test papers scattered on the table, locked the door of the reading room on the third floor with Tang Ran, and went downstairs.

The school library is nominally open to students all year round, but in fact only the first and second floors are really open, and the rooms above the third floor are all locked.

In the first semester of high school, I heard Lao Feng mention that the reading rooms on the third floor and above are full of old books that have passed through the years, and there are also some middle and high school textbooks from different periods in them, and basically no one will borrow them.

The lock on the door is an old-fashioned padlock, which is child's play to Yuan Che.

The reason why the two of them did not go to the open reading room, but came up to do some work of "picking the door and slipping the lock" was not because they were full. Firstly, Tang Ran needed the junior high school textbooks above, and secondly, There will be no librarians and other students on it, so it will be quieter.

The dense clouds in the sky are still gathering, and the sky is darker than before.

Tang Ran's wishful thinking was well planned - when they walked to the school gate, it was almost the time when the security guards had just opened the school gate. At this time, the students staying in the classroom hadn't arrived in time. They didn't have to queue up when they went out. Quick decision.

However, when he walked a few meters away from the school gate, he found that his beautiful vision was in vain.

Outside the electric gate, there was a dense mass of people, all headed by parents.

Looking through the gap between the school gates, one can vaguely see that the parents are carrying lunch boxes in one hand and umbrellas in the other. Many of them are dressed in business attire, but they are wearing a pair of very mismatched sneakers on their feet.

Occasionally chat with the parent next to him, occasionally look down at his watch or mobile phone, then raise his head and glance anxiously at the security duty room.

A "ding bell" suddenly sounded in the security room, and the security guard on duty picked up the remote control of the electric door and pressed it.

The parents who were talking stopped immediately, and as soon as the door opened, they rushed in with overwhelming force.

The parents who were able to talk and laugh at Yanyan just now seemed to have switched to the arena in an instant, and they couldn't care less about the chatter. The height advantage rushed forward, and the ladies chased after him, their flowing hair covered most of their faces, and they ran without image at all.

The security guard had long been familiar with this scene, put down the remote control, sat back down again, picked up the teacup, picked up the newspaper, and read it again.

It was the first time for Yuan Che and Tang Ran to see each other in this battle, and they stood by the side of the road in a daze for a while.

Most of the parents rushed towards the canteen of the third division, and a small number of them rushed towards the canteen of the first and second divisions. The competition was not as fierce as that of the third division, and they could even shout a few words to familiar parents while running. :

"Why are you free to deliver food today?"

"Ah, his grandma made it at home, and I came here as soon as I got off work. Are you off work today?"

"Never stop, isn't it a bad day, come and give him an umbrella and buy some food by the way."

Before the students rushed to the school gate, the parents who went to the cafeteria to occupy their children's seats and deliver meals had completely disappeared.

After being delayed for a while by the flow of food delivery people, the voices of students coming down from the nearby teaching building could be heard behind him. Tang Ran calmly looked away from the direction of the cafeteria, strode forward, and dropped his mouth. One sentence: "Trouble, how delicate."

For some reason, Yuan Che thought of teasing him. He raised his hand, grasped Tang Ran's wrist in a vague way, turned his face and said, "Well, don't worry about them. Brother will buy you pancakes later."

After speaking, he let go of his hand as if nothing had happened, walked half a step past Tang Ran, and walked diagonally in front of him.

"..." Tang Ran was stunned for a moment.

Then he reacted quickly, quickly caught up with Yuan Che, squeezed Yuan Che's wrist with his left hand, lowered his head and said, "What are you calling me?"

"...There is no comma in between, thank you." Yuan Che said, "I, your brother."

Tang Ran said, "I'll give you another chance."

Yuan Che said: "Keep it for yourself."

Tang Ran glanced behind him, but before any students appeared in his sight, he lowered his voice and said to Yuan Che, "Do you believe I'm here to kiss you?"

Yuan Che immediately responded, "Believe it or not, I'm beating you here?"

"..." Tang Ran felt that she might not be able to have fun with her boyfriend in this life.

Impossible, there is simply no hope in sight.

Boyfriends can always switch to fighting mode with one click at ambiguous moments, how to break, wait online, very urgent.

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After the evening self-study began, the dark clouds finally gathered, and the rainstorm was pouring.

In the reading room of the library, Yuan Che looked at Tang Ran who had started the second game naturally, and said, "Just play one game?"

Someone who was still swearing just now quickly clicked on the screen: "I lost the last round, and I won this round - I can't learn with shame."

Yuan Che: "..."

God fucking learns with shame.

Seeing that a new round of the game was about to start, Tang Ran's hands were suddenly empty, and someone took his phone.

Yuan Che: "I will avenge your shame, you, write the title."

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classroom.

Another thunderbolt struck, and the lights in the last row of the classroom flickered.

"I have an ominous premonition..." Li Hong looked up at the light tube, and then turned his gaze out of the window.

I didn't bring an umbrella, so I don't know when it will rain.

He was at the same table: "What about the anti-rain stop that was agreed upon?"

"That's not it," Li Hong choked, "Isn't it delayed for a while..."

At least it wasn't spilled at mealtime.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, and the only thing to be thankful for was that the wind finally changed its direction, and the rain stopped pouring on the south window.

"I opened the window," Li Hong said, reaching out to push the window. "It's a bit stuffy in the room."

Another flash of lightning pierced the night sky. Li Hong clasped his palm against the window. As soon as he pushed hard, there was a "pop" sound in the classroom, and all the lights went out.

Li Hong: "..."

Did the premonition come true?

The students in the classroom all said "Ah", and a voice from an unknown class came from the corridor: "The power is out!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and soon, the shouts passed down the corridor, and each class burst into loud cheers one by one: "Ah, there is a power outage——"

Once in a century!One of the four legendary happy events on campus!

The cheers shook the teaching building.

The head teachers of each class hurried to their respective classes, blocked the door and announced loudly that no one was allowed to leave the school, and stayed in the classroom to wait for the notice.

After Mr. Ren emphasized, he hurried to the director's office and asked the class committee to maintain discipline.

As soon as Teacher Ren left, there was still a wave of commotion in the class.

The representative of the Chinese class suddenly leaned over and trot for a while, squatted next to Fang Yuting, made a devout sign of the cross on his chest, and bowed to her with clasped hands.

Fang Yuting: "?"

"Sister Ting, bless me," said the Chinese class representative, "I didn't bring an umbrella."

Fang Yuting: "...?"

"It's like this," the boy explained, "rain, stop."

"..." Fang Yuting picked up the paper on the table and threw it at it, and said indifferently, "I'm sorry, you may have forgotten my surname Fang."

Anti, rain, stop.

The students around shivered in unison: "...It's so cold."

The light was too dim, and most of the people gave up doing their homework and started chatting quietly with the classmates next to them. At first they kept their voices down, but later the volume became louder and the voices became one.

The classmate sitting near the door was bored and suddenly called out to remind: "Teacher Ren is here!"

There was a "swish" silence in the classroom.

In the darkness, only the student laughed loudly: "I lied to you hahaha..."

A few boys who were almost scared out of their wits left their positions in an instant to deal with him.

There was a lot of noise, a few people pushed open a window next to the corridor, and a boy inadvertently raised his head and glanced to the north.

It doesn't matter after seeing it, his face suddenly turned serious, and he tugged at the boy next to him: "Hey, look over there—I remember that the third floor of the library is always closed, right?"

The boy just put his hand on the head of the "lied military report", and rolled his eyelids when he heard the words: "Yeah, why..."

The following words got stuck, and in a daze, the boy under him managed to escape.

He saw three clusters of candlelight appearing on the window sill in a certain room on the third floor of the library—it was indeed candlelight, weak, reddish, and lined up in a row, which looked extraordinarily weird on a rainy night with lightning and thunder.

"...Damn it." The few people by the window were "shocked" and lost their grievances, staring at the library across the rainy night.

There seemed to be a dark shadow shaking in the room, which was vague and unclear.

But not long after, a relatively clear black figure slowly pasted the window, from the outline, it seemed to be wearing a cloak and a hood.

Only the upper body, no facial features - of course, even if there is, it may not be able to see clearly from this distance.

But the key point is... with the candlelight shining like this, if it was a human being, at least he could see some clues, but under the candlelight, the thing was actually completely black.

The students in the back heard the "fuck" from the people in the north one after another, and couldn't help asking: "What are you looking at, what's the matter?"

"Students, listen to me," the representative of the Chinese class turned around slowly, pressed his hands down from mid-air, and said seriously, "There may be ghosts in our school library."