My Healing Game

"Are you a well-known horror film director?" Han Fei hesitated: "Director Jiang, in fact, I still want to develop into comedy. I prefer to see everyone's smiles rather than bringing horror to others and making others scared. "

"I know you like to see everyone’s smile, and everyone wants to see your smile too, but at this stage I suggest that you should act in horror movies with your true colors. When you make a certain amount of money, you don’t have to worry about life anymore. Go try more dramas." Director Jiang pointed out the problem sharply.

"Act in true colors?" Han Fei touched his face: "Well, I will have a good chat with him tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, Han Fei still couldn't calm down. The first movie he starred in was about to be released. It was fake to say that he was not nervous.

"Even to see tomorrow's movie, I must live in that school tonight."

After eating something casually, Han Fei found Li Xue, stalked him hard, and learned some new fighting skills from Li Xue.

These techniques are not complicated, but they are simple and deadly.

Some of these methods of force cannot be found on the Internet, and they are all summed up by Li Xue based on his own actual combat experience, which is very helpful to Han Fei.

If Han Fei had only mastered basic fighting before, then he has now begun to develop in the direction of professional fighting.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Han Fei returned to his home.

After taking a shower, he began to read books related to education, and then watched many class videos and teaching tips of frontline teachers.

He really invested himself in the role of a teacher, and even kept giving himself psychological hints.

"Affinity, tolerance, patience, respect, I want to treat all children equally and let them treat me as a father."

Han Fei practiced with the teacher in the video until night fell.

With the curtains closed, Han Fei stood in front of the wall. He memorized all the information related to Yimin Private College.

As time passed, Han Fei took a deep breath and put on the game helmet except for the terrain of the dormitory toilet.

The **** tide poured down, madly impacting the city, in the blood red, Han Fei opened his eyes.

A faint smell drifted over the tip of his nose, and Han Fei was still standing in the toilet cubicle on the first floor, very quiet around him.

The landlord's ring on the fingertips gave a hint of coolness, Han Fei gently pushed open the toilet compartment door, and then took out the red school uniform from the inventory.

As soon as the yin-stained school uniform was taken out, the darkness in the corner began to twist, as if a black snake had emerged from there.

"You hide pretty well." The little pet raised by Xu Qin is very good at hiding, and it can deceive even unspeakable existence, not to mention the ghosts and monsters in the school.

But compared to its hiding ability, its other abilities are not so good.

The "black snake" that emerged from the corner climbed onto the red school uniform, sucking the yin and resentment in the uniform, and its body began to swell slowly again.

"The little guy's ability is to swallow, but now it's too small to swallow bigger things." Han Fei didn't have much effect on those items that contain yin, so he might as well feed them all to Xu Qin's pets. If it can recover quickly, then Han Fei also has a certain degree of self-preservation.

Allowing the "Black Snake" to **** the yin in the school uniform, Han Fei quietly walked to the door of the toilet.

The shards of glass on the ground have been cleaned up, and the broken windows have been replaced with new ones. The only difference from last night is that there is an extra sign on the door of the dormitory—no entry for idlers.

The spiritual altar that Han Fei had fallen under the bed was also found by the supervisor and threw it under the pile of confiscated high-power electrical appliances.

"Last night, four girls died in the building, but everyone seemed to have nothing happened, and the door of the apartment building was still locked."

The housekeeper was not in the house, and Han Fei wanted to enter the house to take out the crying altar, and by the way, check if there are spare keys for each room in the house.

As soon as he opened the door and entered the dormitory room, he heard a door opened in the middle of the corridor on the first floor.

Hiding behind the door and peeking secretly, Han Fei found a sixteen or seven-year-old boy bending over and sneaking close to the dormitory room.

At first it was far away and Han Fei couldn't see clearly, but as the child got closer, Han Fei recognized him at once.

This child is the little **** who committed suicide by jumping off the building at Yimin Private College. He is as thin as wood, with a square face, big eyes, half yellow and half black hair, and a hate tattoo on his arm.

"Why did he get into the dormitory building?"

The victim is approaching, and now that he has met, Han Fei will naturally not let him go.

Han Fei also stuck his head when the boy was lying next to the window of the dormitory and slowly stretched out his head to peek inside.

With eyes facing each other, the boy was taken aback.

"Shhh! Don't talk!" Han Fei grabbed the other's collar with one hand and covered the other's mouth with the other when the opponent was backing. This looks like someone who is very experienced and often does this kind of thing.

After the boy calmed down, Han Fei slowly let go.

"Su, Su Guan? How did it change?"

"It's not safe here. Let's talk in the dormitory where you just came out."

Han Fei put the crying altar into an electric pot, covered the lid, and walked out of the dormitory room holding the electric pot.

They returned to bedroom 104 in the middle of the corridor, and Han Fei was relieved after the door was closed.

"Why do you have the key to this dormitory?" Han Fei put the electric hot pot with the spiritual altar under the bed and began to ask the boy.

"I, I am a student here, of course I will have the key here!" The boy was very stiff.

"Your name is Zhang Guanxing. You are seventeen years old. You dropped out of school inexplicably a year ago. You started messing around with the young people near the school and named yourself Wild Dog." Han Fei memorized all the deceased's information: "I am right. You know very well, and I hope you won’t lie anymore."

The boy didn't expect Han Fei to know so clearly, he shrank his neck and his expression was a little unnatural.

"Tell me how did you enter the dormitory building? What are you doing here? Why do you have the key to this dormitory?" Han Fei's expression was not too harsh, but it gave people a feeling of not being angry or presumptuous.

"What does it have to do with you?" The boy glanced at Han Fei. He seemed to hate adults.

"Some bad things have happened in this school. I am a new teacher. I have an obligation to protect the safety of all students, including those who have attended this school." Han Fei has already said very clearly. , He also wanted to protect the boy in front of him.

"Are you a new teacher?" The boy finally raised his head. He hesitated and said, "I used to live in this dormitory. The key was originally assigned. I didn't want to steal things from the dormitory, or occasionally want it. Come back, because I really don't have a place to sleep."

"No place to sleep?"

"After my dad and my mom divorced, they kept drinking big drinks, hitting me when they came home after drinking, and vomiting everywhere. It's not home at all, and the garbage dump is cleaner than there." The boy covered the tattoo on his arm.

"Then how did you get into the dormitory building?" Han Fei was even more curious about this. The door to the dormitory building was locked, and all the dormitories on the first floor were installed with anti-theft nets.

"My best buddy lives in Room 201 on the second floor. I usually climb to their dormitory on the anti-theft net first, and then sneak back." The expression on the boy's face was a little strange, as if he was hiding something.

"If you have anything you want to say, just say it all. I am a teacher and I can help you."

"Actually, I am trapped here now and can't get out." The boy slowly told the truth: "I just wanted to go to the residence to steal the key."

"Stuck here? What do you mean? Can't you climb down from the second floor anymore?"

"My buddy has an accident, and the people in their dormitory also seem to..." The boy hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "They are all dead."

"All dead?!"

"Some time ago, my buddy didn't know where he found a jar at school. After he took the jar back to his dorm room, he talked to the jar every night. Later, his academic performance improved by leaps and bounds." There was a trace of fear in the boy's eyes.

"I thought he was starting to study hard, but when I went to their dormitory, I found that not only him, but everyone in their dormitory was surrounded by the jar."

"They looked pale, looked inside the jar, and kept talking."

"At first I didn't care, but when I went to their dormitory a few days later, I found that my buddy was gone! His remaining three roommates were still surrounding the jar."

"I was scared in my heart. After running out of their dormitory, I quickly called my buddy."

"The phone is connected, and my buddy speaks normally, but with a little echo."