Chapter 112 The afterlife is beautiful
The experiment is downstairs at this time.
"Uncle Wang, I beg you, come up with us! Dear mother, why is the sound of the piano coming in and out! People are dead!"
The school security guard Uncle Wang regrets coming to work the night shift today.
Even if I came to work the night shift, I happened to meet these sneaky students.
Even if he encounters them, he still has to go up and ask them what they want to do.
It was better now. Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong each grabbed one of his arms and refused to let him go.
"I beg you both, please let me go. I'm scared too."
Every time Uncle Wang visits the building, he doesn't dare to go to this building. Just take a walk downstairs, it's fun.
I have heard the sound of the piano before, but it was all a messy sound. I have never heard such a complete tune.
It sounds pretty good.
But it’s even scarier.
"Uncle, you are sixty years old, why are you still afraid of these things!"
Han Bing couldn't help but look upstairs nervously, but in the end he couldn't suppress the worry in his heart. With a wave of his hand he ordered:
“Take Uncle Wang directly and leave!”
Under the hostage, several people stumbled upstairs.
Before taking two steps, Lin Tong, who was at the front, spotted two black figures standing at the top of the stairs, and he yelled.
His voice scared the people behind him so much that they screamed and rolled down.
“What are you doing, you guys?”
Chu Qingmian shined the light of her mobile phone on it, looking at the group of people huddled in confusion.
Su Chengyi was holding a big orange, and Chu Qingmian was holding a few small oranges. They were both standing at the top of the stairs, as if they were walking down from upstairs.
"Mianmian!"
Seeing that the two of them were okay, Han Bing put his heart back into his stomach and rushed forward.
Chu Qingmian smiled and gave Han Bing Juyi and Jusi, who were scurrying restlessly in her arms, to hold,
"Hey, it's okay! Can you believe it? It’s actually Big Fat Orange playing the piano! This is such a close encounter with science.”
"Huh??"
Xu Yang and Zhou Kairong were speechless.
Only Lin Tong stared blankly at the corner at the end of the corridor, not knowing what he was thinking.
Su Chengyi nodded calmly, held up the big orange in his hand and paraded it through the streets.
“Yes, the suspected cat has been arrested.”
"How are you going to deal with the suspected cat?"
Xu Yang also ran up and scooped up the thick belly of the big orange.
“Take them back to the Yamen and punish them by eating all the cans I bought!”
Chu Qingmian pronounced the result of the treatment with a serious look on his face.
Zhou Kairong looked at Uncle Wang’s strange expression and couldn’t help but smile and joked:
"What's wrong, Uncle Wang, you haven't recovered yet."
Su Chengyi took a look and suddenly remembered that Uncle Wang was an old employee who had been in No. 1 Middle School for decades.
So he handed the big orange in his hand to Zhou Kairong, deliberately slowed down, and walked at the back of the line with Uncle Wang.
Looking at the people and cats quarreling in front of him, Su Cheng asked casually:
"Uncle Wang, why did the school move the teaching building at that time?"
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Uncle Wang seemed to be immersed in his own world. Suddenly someone called him, which made him tremble.
"What? I don't know about moving the teaching building, but some students have misunderstood it. The rumors are getting more and more outrageous."
He replied with a haha.
"Others may believe the rumors. You have been here for decades, so you probably won't listen."
Su Chengyi looked back at the dark laboratory building.
This old-fashioned building appears a bit unexpectedly on the brand-new No. 1 Middle School campus.
But it has been preserved until now, although no one cares about what happened inside.
Uncle Wang also followed his gaze and turned back, suddenly sighing heavily.
“It’s hard for you students now to know what No. 1 Middle School was like before. For the sake of grades and admission rate, students were oppressed too hard. I knew back then that something would happen sooner or later. ”
Su Chengyi’s heart skipped a beat and she waited quietly for his next words.
"The female student wanted to take the art exam. How could her parents accept the art exam in those days? The school was forcing it, and so were the parents. She couldn't think about it, so she just sat in the classroom. I heard from the students that the piano played all night, No one went to take a look."
At this point, Uncle Wang took out a cigarette from his pocket, shivering, but did not light it.
"Her parents made a fuss at the school for many days, and finally spent money to suppress the matter. That's why they were forced to move the teaching building."
What's the use of making trouble afterwards? , the done deal is already irreversible. Su Chengyi stood still and looked at the dark music classroom on the third floor.
She played the piano all night in that classroom, which was actually her last cry for help.
Unfortunately, no one could help me in the end.
He didn't feel terrible, only felt pity.
"Uncle Wang, I may come here often in the future. If you encounter me occasionally, there is no need to chase people away. I will leave after a while."
Su Chengyi nodded slightly, Notified in advance.
Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, put the cigarette between his fingers back into the cigarette case, and nodded.
“It’s easy to tell them apart. Orange One has a white spot on his forehead, Orange Two has one foot without a sock, Orange Three’s tail tip is white, and the last one without these characteristics is Orange Four!”
Chu Qingmian squatted on the ground and fed cans while explaining to them how to distinguish the kittens.
Lin Tong has been a little absent-minded from the beginning. Su Chengyi saw it and pulled him aside.
“I just saw the message you sent, why did you say there was something strange?”
Lin Tong glanced at the people who were concentrating on feeding the cats, then lowered his voice and said:
“I can’t explain clearly, but when I saw that photo, I always felt like there was something watching in the dark. Looking at you. Hey, maybe I was too suspicious. When I was a child, I would be scolded every time I said this to my sister."
Su Chengyi was silent for a long time and asked tentatively:
"Can you describe it? Can you tell me what that thing looks like?”
“Yes, it has long hair. It looks like a girl.”
Lin Tong tried to think back.
Su Chengyi nodded and did not ask any further questions.
"Okay, I understand. It's best not to tell them, especially Chu Qingmian, who can't stand being scared."
"Yes, I know."
< br>Lin Tong said this, but there was still doubt in his eyes.
Su Chengyi thought for a while, then continued:
"It's not a strange thing, and it's not scary. I will come here to see it next time. Do you want to come together?"
Lin Tong glanced at him in surprise. The calm look on his face looked very reassuring, so he nodded without hesitation.
On the way home, Su Chengyi could not help but think about this matter.
Although it is not a personal experience, I still feel the feeling of fresh life disappearing before my eyes.
It was still early, and the small alleys in the old city had not yet entered a dormant state.
Under the sycamore trees on the roadside, there were scattered moonlight, and a few people were walking sparsely.
Su Chengyi passed them by, and the night wind passed the scattered words of conversation into his ears.
Basically, it’s just commonplace gossip. What do you want to eat tomorrow? Will you get off work early? Have your children’s grades come out?
There was an old man taking a nap on a recliner, and a ditty was playing on the speaker next to him.
"This is why life is unpredictable. I don't want to be reunited today. Looking back at the prosperity is like a dream, and the body is still in the rough waves."
Su Chengyi has heard that this is the Peking Opera "Suolin Bag".
My grandfather loved to listen to dramas, and Su Chengyi listened to them since he was a child. He memorized many arias by ear and eyes.
In the past, I could hear a variety of charms and meanings, but today I can only hear four words
——The world is unpredictable.
No one knows what will happen tomorrow. Everyone I meet today may be the last person I meet in this life.
My thoughts were a little confused, and I had reached the downstairs of my house unknowingly.
As soon as Su Chengyi entered the house, she realized that she had forgotten to close the balcony door in the morning, and the draft paper on the coffee table was blown all over the floor by the wind.
One more trouble.
His steps were a little heavy, so he crouched down and slowly packed them away.
The night wind picked up again, and he subconsciously looked up, but was a little stunned.
The pot of roses on the balcony still looked droopy, but compared to the morning, there was an extra flower bud.
The plant killer actually managed to feed a pot of flowers.
It is still in hell mode, the pot that seems to be the most difficult to feed.
It’s worth remembering.
Su Chengyi stood there and watched for a long time.
Next time you go to the laboratory building, buy a bouquet of flowers.
(End of this chapter)