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Lin Mutao raised her phone and stepped into the white mist in front of her. Through the fog, I could vaguely see a trace of blood, which looked even more eerie and gloomy in the dim light.

Everything seemed to be illuminated with infrared light, dazzling red.

The corridor is very narrow, the lighting is dim, and only two people are allowed to pass at the same time.

Students in school uniforms were walking in the corridor, but their faces were equally eerie and gloomy. Some students have no facial features, just a few holes have been opened, while others simply lack half of their heads. The headless people in the self-study classroom are weird, so there are hundreds of headless people in this corridor.

The way they walk is like a zombie, their hands and feet are not coordinated at all. Crooked and twisted, it was like entering a zombie campus.

Some students came towards Lin Mutao, Lin Mutao tried her best to avoid them.

If there are others around, I will feel that Lin Mutao's actions are very strange now.

Because in the eyes of those who did not hold up their Meitu mobile phones, the corridor was empty, and Lin Mutao was completely avoiding the air as if she had been struck by evil.

Lin Mutao lowered her head and looked at herself, and found that she was also wearing the same blue and white school uniform as the ghost student, not the one she wore at home tonight, it seems that now she also became a student.

Lin Mutao carefully raised her phone and walked forward, looking for Shi Shi and Yu Ye who were missing. She didn't know if the two of them came to this corridor and just got separated, or if they stepped into another time and space.

Suddenly—Lin Mutao paused.

She heard the music ringing in the corridor, but the music was not cheerful, but sobbing, which made people sad and fearful. Those notes are like stubborn bugs, burrowing into the ears one after another.

She looked at the screen of her mobile phone and found that all the ghost students around her ran into the classroom in a hurry, and the ghosts with limited mobility even had to climb in.

So—is this a school bell? So what should she do?

Lin Mutao stood where she was, this time she heard clearly, the bell was not from one place, but from different classrooms, singing in harmony. For example, if the first segment of music is played in the first classroom, the second segment will be followed by the second segment. Because the hallway is so narrow, these sounds are mixed together, one after another, like a 360-degree stereo reverb system.

Lin Mutao opened her eyes wide, this is the class bell! If all the classrooms in the hallway had finished the music and she hadn't entered her classroom, she might have...

Lin Mutao didn't dare to delay, now that almost all the ghost students have returned to the classroom, so the classroom with vacancies must be the classroom where she is teaching!

Each classroom would be empty without the camera of Meitu mobile phone, so Lin Mutao had to run to the window of each classroom, hold up her mobile phone and use the screen to watch the situation in the classroom .

Each classroom is full of students and the desks are full of textbooks.

The students sitting in the front row could even turn their heads 180 degrees and look at Lin Mutao with their faces and backs on the same level.

Each student, with no black pupils in their eyes, only the whites of their eyes, stared at her with an undetectable smile at the corners of their mouths. Put on a timid one, stared at by so many ghosts, I would be scared to death.

"Squeaky...", they have triangular teeth in their mouths, grinding up and down, and smelly saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths. Lin Mutao had no doubt that as long as she went to the wrong classroom, they would rush over to eat her.

Lin Mutao didn't have time to care about these things, she quickly checked the vacant seats inside through the screen of her mobile phone, and found that there were no vacancies, so she ran to the next classroom.

Some daring ghost students in the classroom jumped directly in front of Lin Mutao, one ghost and one ghost eyes to eyes, nose to nose, only a thin glass block between the ghosts . If it weren't for the glass, the blue-purple hand would have reached Lin Mutao's neck. The ghost's palm slammed **** the glass, making a "clack-clack-clack" sound.

[Fuck, can the platform give a high-energy warning! I was scared to death by that ghost just now! 】

【Very good, what you want is this sense of substitution! 】

[Tonight's nightmare has inspiration...]

[A peach support club will give the anchor Cosmic Coin*888! 】

[…]

Lin Mutao, who was standing outside the window, was also taken aback by the swooping ghost. She put down her phone, she couldn't bear such an ugly ghost in front of her. She simply made a particularly ugly grimace at the glass, her facial features were crooked, and she couldn't see the shadow of the beauty at all, but instead scared the ghost to the ground.

The sound of music in the corridor is like a reminder, always haunting my mind.

Lin Mutao didn't dare to delay at all, she ran forward with big strides, and finally found an empty seat in the third last classroom. She ran in, and as soon as she sat down, the music stopped.

, the corners of the mouth split and stretched to the side of the ears.

Lin Mutao is now like a little lamb that has strayed into the wolves, with a creepy feeling.

Fortunately—she doesn't recognize birth.

Lin Mutao smiled and said to a half-faced female ghost at the same table next to her: "Hey, you're welcome, I'm new here, please give me more advice."

The female ghost reached out to her, and Lin Mutao quickly pulled the female ghost's hand away with the handle of the eyebrow trimmer. The **** hand with the purple-black mark slammed on the table with a bang. The female ghost frowned and looked at her hand, so...it hurts!

"It's alright, let's avoid shaking hands." After speaking, Lin Mutao picked up the textbook from the table and spread it out, pretending to be listening very carefully. She still doesn't know what the system announced to escape from the sixth floor means, or it is better to play a good student and wait for it to change.

After the bell went off for two or three minutes, a ghost teacher in a red uniform floated in.

Teacher Ghost started to speak in front of the podium, her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and it was so irritating to the ears, and Lin Mutao could not understand what she was talking about.

Lin Mutao simply put her phone on the table to start a daze, so that she could be out of sight and out of mind. Guessing that it was almost time for get out of class, Lin Mutao raised her phone and looked at the teacher on the podium and the students around her again.

I saw the teacher put down the textbook and suddenly wrote 4 big characters on the blackboard: Class Flower Election. Then he threw the chalk on the table and slapped the table with both hands, making a loud bang.

The ghost teacher looked around and said slowly in a gloomy and cold voice: "Everyone has a love for beauty. In today's competitive society, challenges are everywhere, don't say yes As for people, as long as they are ghosts! They will have a little more chance to look good.

I have always taught you to do anything for beauty. Today is the weekly class flower election. I hope you can choose the best-looking ghost in your mind. "

The ghost students echoed loudly, their already confused eyes, now even more rigid and rigid. Eyes without pupils are eager for beauty.

They seem to be completely brainwashed by the ghost teacher, just like those believers who saw the big octopus in the skinny weight loss center and knelt down crazy.

The class campaign? What is this? Why is the ghost world so real? Lin Mutao poked her deskmate and asked, "Hey, sister, what's the use of this class election campaign?"

The female ghost glanced at her, moved to the side, and bit her finger anxiously.

At this time, the voting paper handed down from the first classmate in each column has also been handed down to Lin Mutao's seat. Then he turned his head and looked at the voting paper he got.

The name of each student is listed on the voting paper, and there is a small frame after the name, which is used to draw a circle to vote. Lin Mutao saw her name in the last line with sharp eyes.

Although I don't know what this class selection is for, it should be very important to see how enthusiastic everyone is. But cast yourself - that's too embarrassing.

Lin Mutao looked at her tablemate, the short-haired ghost had bitten off two of her fingers...

Lin Mutao swallowed her saliva and poked her again: "Hey, sister, I'll discuss something with you, can we vote with each other? Tell me, what's your name? "

The female ghost was startled, she pointed at Lin Mutao with two missing fingers, then nodded, then pointed at herself, and shook her head.

Lin Mutao didn't understand what she meant, but it should be said that she was willing to vote for Lin Mutao, but not willing to vote for her.

The ghost teacher urged on the podium: "The voting time is up, everyone hurry up and vote."

Lin Mutao held the phone in one hand and the pen in the other. Although these ghosts are all different, there are also good-looking and bad-looking. She also doesn't know which students these names correspond to, so she naturally doesn't know how to vote.

Lin Mutao picked and chose among them, and then chose a name that she thought was particularly pleasant - Qiandao Erina. Sounds like a beauty.

When the voting time came, the ghost student sitting at the back of each column stood up, put away the voting paper in everyone's hands, and handed it to the ghost teacher.

Teacher Ghost picked up the voting paper and counted the votes one by one, and drew the number of votes for each person on the blackboard.

"Erina Qiandao, one vote." Teacher Ghost wrote her name on the blackboard, and then drew a horizontal line under her name.

Lin Mutao thought, this person and her hero see the same thing, it seems that Qiandao Erina really looks good?

The counting of votes continues, "Lin Mutao, one vote."

Lin Mutao's name was added on the blackboard, and the teacher also drew a horizontal line below it.

"Two votes for Lin Mutao."

"Lin Mutao has three votes."

“…”

Every vote that I read next was for Lin Mutao.

Lin Mutao was a little confused in her seat, although she knew she was a beautiful woman, isn't she a new student? I didn't say a few words to everyone, why did everyone vote for her?

When all the voting papers had been read out, Teacher Ghost raised his head and said, "Qiandao Huilina has one vote, and Lin Mutao has forty-nine votes."

When the last word was finished, the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became more eerie and eerie, and all the students and teachers looked at Lin Mutao in unison. The eyes that were all white were now bloodshot with excitement and eagerness, and the saliva from the corners of the mouth dripped onto the floor.

Lin Mutao sat nervously in the seat, as if being elected as the class flower was not a good thing... She won't overturn...

She remembered the rules of this dungeon she wrote down in Wu Xiaohe's notebook at that time.

Because she was going to find Hanako at that time, she wrote down the rules in her diary: All ghosts in this copy like me.

Later in the self-study classroom and biology classroom, because all she met was just a ghost, so this kind of love was not obvious.

But now - the whole class won't love me! ?

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