My Iyashikei Game

"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 scaring others. "

"I know you like to see everyone's smiles, and everyone wants to see your smiles, but at this stage, I suggest that it is better for you to star in horror movies in your true colors. When you earn a certain amount of money and no longer have to worry about life, you can Go try more dramas." Director Jiang pointed out the problem sharply.

"Acting in true character?" Han Fei touched his face: "Okay, I'll 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 would be a lie 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, and learned some new fighting skills from Li Xue.

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

Some of the methods of exerting force cannot be found on the Internet at all. 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, 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 bath, he began to read books related to education, and then watched many first-line teachers' class videos and teaching experiences.

He let himself really immerse 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 see 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 by heart.

Time passed by, and Han Fei's mind came to the topography of the dormitory toilet. He took a deep breath and put on the game helmet.

The blood-colored tide poured down and slammed into the city frantically. In the blood-red, Han Fei opened his eyes.

A faint stench drifted across his nose, and Han Fei was still standing in the toilet stall on the first floor, the surroundings were very quiet.

There was a hint of coolness from the landlord's ring at the fingertips. Han Fei gently pushed open the toilet compartment door, and then took out the red school uniform he had obtained before from the inventory.

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

"You're pretty good at hiding." This little pet that Xu Qin keeps is very good at hiding, and can even deceive the unspeakable existence, not to mention the ghosts and monsters in the school.

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

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

"The little guy's ability is to swallow, but now it's too small to swallow bigger things." Han Fei didn't want those items containing yin energy to be of much use, so it would be better to feed them all to Xu Qin's pets. If it can recover quickly, then Han Fei also has a certain amount of self-protection.

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

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

The spiritual altar that Han Fei had dropped under the bed was also found by the host 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 dormitory was not in the house, so Han Fei wanted to enter the house and take out the crying altar, by the way, to see if there were spare keys for each room in the house.

Just as he pushed the door into the dorm room, he heard a door open in the middle of the corridor on the first floor.

Hiding behind the door and peeking secretly, Han Fei found a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy bent over and sneakily approaching the dormitory's room.

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

This kid was a gangster who committed suicide by jumping off a building in Yimin Private College. He was as scrawny as firewood, with a square face, big eyes, half yellow and half black hair, and a tattoo of hate on his arm.

"Why did he run into the dormitory building?"

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

When the boy was lying beside the dormitory's window and slowly stuck his head out to peek inside, Han Fei also stuck his head out.

Looking at each other, the boy was taken aback.

"Shh! Don't talk!" Han Fei grabbed the opponent's collar with one hand and covered the opponent's mouth with the other when he stepped back. From this look, he looked like a very experienced person who often does this kind of thing.

After the boy calmed down, Han Fei slowly released his hand.

"House, dormitory? Why did you change someone?"

"It's not safe here, let's chat in the dormitory you just came out of."

Han Fei put the crying altar into an electric hot pot, covered the pot, and walked out of the dorm room with the hot pot in his arms.

They returned to dormitory 104 in the middle of the corridor. After the door was closed, Han Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why do you have the key to this bedroom?

? "Han Fei put the electric hot pot with the spiritual altar hidden under the bed and began to ask the boy.

"I-I'm a student here, of course I have the key here!" The boy was very stubborn.

"Your name is Zhang Guanxing. You are seventeen years old this year. You dropped out of school inexplicably a year ago. You started messing around with the social youth near the school, and you named yourself Wild Dog." Han Fei memorized all the information about the deceased: "I am right. You know it very well, and I hope you stop lying."

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

"Tell me how you got into the dormitory building? What are you doing here? Why do you have the key to this dormitory?" Han Fei's expression was not too severe, but he gave a feeling of not being angry and arrogant.

"What does it have to do with you?" The boy glanced at Han Fei, who 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 studied in this school." Han Fei has already said it very clearly. , he also wanted to protect the boy in front of him.

"Are you a new teacher?" The boy finally raised his head, and he said hesitantly, "I used to live in this dormitory, and the keys were originally assigned. I didn't want to steal the things in the dormitory, or I wanted it occasionally. Come back, because I really have nowhere to sleep."

"Nowhere to sleep?"

"After my father and my mother divorced, they kept drinking alcohol, beat me when they got home, and vomited everywhere. That's not home at all, and the garbage dump is cleaner than there." The boy covered his arm tattooed words.

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

"My best buddy lives in room 201 on the second floor. I usually climb to their dormitory with 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.

"Just say everything you want to say. I'm a teacher and I can help you."

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

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

"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 found a jar somewhere in the school. After he took the jar back to the dormitory, he talked to the jar every night. Later, his academic performance really 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 later, I found that it was not only him, but everyone in their dormitory was surrounded by the jar."

"They were pale, looking into the jar and talking constantly."

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

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

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