My House of Horrors

If the East Campus is a nightmare that cannot be woken up, then the West Campus is a beautiful fairy tale. It is interesting to note that both the East Campus and the West Campus are from the same person.

Chen Ge did not stop here in the garbage transfer station, he worried that he would wake up the administrator inside.

"I ran to the West Campus, and Master Bai could never catch up again?"

Looking at the wall nearly three meters high, Chen Song's mouth slightly rose, he wants to start a new experience.

"The rules on the east side of the school, I don't know if the West Campus is suitable. If you are insured, it is better not to stay in the same place for too long."

Quickly left, Chen Ge walked along the bushes on the wall toward the West Campus.

Chen Ge realized that it was not right.

Unlike the East Campus, the bushes on the roadside of the West Campus have been meticulously trimmed, the trees are straight, and there are no weeds. You can see a person standing there when you are far away.

"Can't hide here, then I will change the way." Chen Ge took out Lin Sisi's cell phone and shot it all around. After confirming that there were no other "people", he took the work clothes he took out from the lab building. Wear it on the body.

Shooting off the dust and smoothing the folds, Chen Ge took a deep breath and straightened his waist.

“Everyone on the East Campus called me Lin Sisi. Every one of them wants me to be their scum, I don’t know what is the difference between the people on the West Campus and the East Campus.”

As a student, the scope of activities in the school is really limited. Not only can the teacher take care of you, but other students can't be afraid of seeing you, so Chen Ge is ready to pretend to be a teacher after entering the West Campus.

"First look for a student who is looking for a better bully. If you can lie to him, this method is useful."

Chen Ge still does not understand why people in the East Campus will call themselves Lin Sisi, perhaps because every new person entering the East Campus will have this experience.

“The school’s managers should not think that I will run to the West Campus. After all, the East and West campuses are blocked by high walls. The only place to connect is a garbage station.”

In the East Campus, Chen Ge always has a feeling of being bound, as if he always has eyes fixed on him.

This feeling disappeared until he climbed the wall in the middle of the East and West campus.

After clearing the scorpion, Chen Ge made a few deep breaths and his expression became serious.

People who don't know his details, looking at him at this time, are estimated to think that this is an unspoken Chinese teacher.

Put the nails in the pockets that are easy to remove, and Chen Songdan carries the bags, walks out of the trees, and walks in the school with a bright and straight.

"There is a lot of fun over there."

The West Campus and the East Campus are indeed different. Chen Ge took a few steps and saw two students.

They are dressed in the same way as the students in reality. They are ordinary, have no special features, and have a tender face and a kind of good fortune.

After working for a few years, many adults will be polished away from the edges and corners, lose their spirits, the light in their eyes will be dispersed, and the rest will be exhausted and helpless.

But the students are different, and the fate is in their own hands. They firmly believe that as long as they clench their fists, the future will not slip away.

"Their mental state is much better than the East Campus. They feel like they are getting younger."

After so many things, Chen Ge’s psychological age is far beyond his actual age.

Slow down, Chen Song bowed slightly, as if thinking about the problem.

The two students came face to face, they talked and laughed.

"I was selected by the swimming club! The sister agreed in person. After that, I can enjoy the swimming stroke of my sister every day. Maybe I can be guided by my sister and go with her."

"Dream? The sisters of the swimming clubs will also contact the male members of you when recruiting new ones. After you join the society, you will immediately throw you to the muscle macho seniors."

“Isn't that more exciting?”

"Get out of the way!"

"Just kidding, kidding, what club have you joined?"

“I used to like painting, but it’s weird, why don’t we have an art club in our school?”

"Impossible, have you not found?"

"Really, I asked the seniors, they didn't know. Later I went to the counselor and he gave me a smack."

"Then you will change one? Do you want to come to our swimming club? One-on-one tutoring for swimwear sisters, and teaching packages."

"I still want to go to the art club... ah! Sorry! Sorry!" The male student patronized and slammed into the shoulder of Chen Ge.

Holding his shoulders, Chen Ge looked at the two students with a sullen look. He didn't talk, and he stood in the middle of the road.

"Sorry, I really didn't mean it." The male student is very good.

"I just heard you want to report to the art club?" Chen Song glanced at each other inadvertently.

"Teacher, do you know where the art clubs in our school are?" The teacher of the male student made Chen Ge feel the bottom, and he was even more panic.

"Why do you have to report to the art club?" Chen Ge's tone is dull, and people can't guess what he is thinking.

"I don't want to report to the art club. I just like to paint, and there is..." The male student scratched his head and tried to stop.

"Since it is not necessary to report to the art club, then forget it." Chen Ge left the scene, and he gave the impression that he was a quirky young teacher.

"Teacher, don't go!" The male student bitterly said: "You may not believe it when you say it. I always dreamed in the evening and always dreamed of something similar."

"What have you dreamed of?" Chen Ge stopped.

"Forgot, I woke up in the morning, I forgot what dreams I made at night, but because I repeated it many times, I still have some impressions in my mind. I only remember what I saw in my dreams." The students also felt that they were talking very much, blushing, seemingly afraid of being a geek by Chen Song.

"So you want to report to the art club?" Chen Song looked up and down the male student for a while: "What is your name?"

"Weekly picture."

"Yes, I remember." Chen Ge originally wanted to ask a few questions. But this time, several students came across the road. Chen Ge worried that he would expose himself. He didn't ask again: "Let's go back and think about it. If you really want to join the art club, you can go to the club to recruit me."

Chen Ge has already seen the small squares recruited by the associations. People are everywhere, the lights are bright, and even he has an illusion, as if he has returned to reality.

Slowly leaving, Chen Song is wearing a work clothes, fake school teachers, but also has a model of learning, more than a true teacher has temperament.

Just a dozen meters away, Chen Ge has already encountered three waves of students. The children chatted about the day, discussed the entrance exams, discussed the game, the eyes flashed, and the face with a heartfelt smile, which made Chen Song begin to doubt. Did you have an illusion?