Strange talk live room

"Rich son!"

"Wealth and wealth, these two names are so perfect!"

"No objection, right? From now on, your wife's name will be Fugui'er. It's such a happy decision."

Looking at the two cats with resentful eyes, I didn't give them a chance to object and smiled with satisfaction.

The rest of the time, I stayed in the village in the city to rest and seize the time to practice.

In the blink of an eye, the seven-day cycle has arrived again.

Putting my phone on the counter, I lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly.

Midnight to early morning.

The phone rang on time.

Scarlet light flickered in the shop.

I slowly put out the cigarette butt and picked up the phone.

"1,2,3, we are all wooden people. We are not allowed to speak or move. Anyone who moves is a ghost."

"I'm looking for my friend. We agreed to play games together. There's only the last round left, but why didn't he come?"

"Welcome back to the Ghost Story Live Room."

"Live broadcast location: Park Road Elementary School."

"Live broadcast mission: Enter Park Road Primary School within 24 hours, find the missing student before dawn, and fulfill his wish."

"Live broadcast rewards: special candles, "Bo Ruo Heart Sutra", and three random lucky seals."

"The current level six anchor has a total of 236 ghost coins."

"There are 23 hours and 58 minutes left until the live broadcast starts."

"Tip: If you leak the live broadcast, fail to live broadcast on time, or fail to live broadcast, you will be completely wiped out!"

I put down my mobile phone in the live broadcast room and lit another cigarette.

I know about Park Road Elementary School.

Not far from the village in the city, it is a primary school for migrant workers.

I attended elementary school there for one year, and then my father transferred me to another school, saying that school was not suitable for me.

It is said that not long after I transferred, the school closed for unknown reasons, and I never went back.

Now more than ten years have passed, and I don’t even know if that school is still there.

Wooden Man is a game I often played when I was a child.

It was nothing special at first, but the saying that whoever moved is the ghost suddenly became a bit scary.

The child's wish should be to complete the last round of the game.

But isn’t there only one kind of wooden man game? How come there are so many rounds?

And, the most important thing.

Who is the student mentioned in the task?

It seems that the first task of this live broadcast is to find the protagonist of the story.

Something must have happened at Park Road Elementary School.

My dad wasn't rich, but he couldn't even afford to send me to school. He must have sensed the danger, so he transferred me in advance.

Early the next morning.

After I settled down, I picked up my backpack and hurried to the park road.

Park Road Primary School is a small and old school, named because it is close to the park.

Later, the city developed rapidly, and Dongzhou City had many new areas with better facilities and environment than the old areas.

The old park is gradually declining, its popularity is sluggish, and the street is becoming more and more deserted.

I parked my car near the park and walked to Park Road Elementary School, following my memory.

More than ten years have passed, and this street is still the same as before, but it has been washed away by time and has become much older.

The old and backward streets are in sharp contrast to the bustling high-rise buildings in the distance.

While walking and looking around, I unexpectedly discovered that the canteen across from the school was still there.

The signboard is still the same as before, and even the layout of the store is exactly the same as in memory.

However, the aunt back then became a grandma.

At that time, students liked to go to the canteen to buy some toys and snacks after school. It was an innocent and beautiful memory.

I bought a popsicle at the canteen, ate it while walking, and crossed the road to the school gate.

The big iron gate is still the same as before, but it is covered with dust and rust.

The words "Gongyuan Road Primary School" have been mottled and peeled off, and can hardly be read clearly.

Through the gate, you can see the empty playground at a glance.

Overgrown with weeds and very desolate.

Those rows of buildings also looked dilapidated.

This school has been abandoned for a long time.

Just standing outside the gate feels chilly.

It was broad daylight now, and I couldn't climb over the wall to get in. After making sure that the school was still there, I walked back to the canteen.

"Young man, what are you looking at there?" Grandma asked, holding a cattail leaf fan in her hand and looking at me strangely.

"Auntie, I used to study in this elementary school. I passed by today and came back to take a look. I didn't expect it to be abandoned." I replied with a smile.

"It turns out he's a kid from that school. He's grown so big in the blink of an eye. Come sit down and sit down!" Grandma showed a kind and friendly smile and brought me a small bench.

"Yes, everyone liked to buy things from you when school was over. But you definitely don't remember me." I sat next to grandma.

"It has been more than ten years. Time is not forgiving. You have grown up, but I am already old."

"How can you be old? I see you are as young as before."

"You kid, you have such a sweet mouth, do you want to make the little girl happy?" Grandma smiled happily.

"No, I'm telling the truth." The greetings were almost complete, and I got to the point, "It's just a pity. The school was running well, so why did it close down? I thought I could meet a few classmates."

"It's good to close this school, it's good to close it." Grandma waved her hands.

"Why?" I asked doubtfully, "Auntie, I remember that you also have a son, and there is a primary school in front of your house. Isn't it very convenient?"

"My son studied there." Grandma hesitated and sighed.

"Mom, mom, I'm hungry!"

At this time, a man's shout came from the compartment inside the canteen.

Although it was an adult male's voice, his tone sounded like that of a child.

"I'm coming."

Grandma immediately put down the cattail leaf fan and ran into the cubicle. It took more than ten minutes before she came out.

The smile disappeared and was replaced by a sad look on his face.

"Grandma, what's wrong? That's what?" I asked curiously.

"My son." Grandma sighed heavily, "I used to study in the elementary school across the street, but he had an accident after only one year."

"Accident?" I was surprised.

"Fell from the third floor, my brain was broken." Grandma's eyes were full of bitterness. She should be less than fifty years old, but she looked like she was in her sixties or seventies.

"The school lost a little money, not even enough for medical expenses. Because of this, his father divorced and remarried, and I took care of him alone."

Grandma's eyes were red.

"Auntie, I'm sorry." I said apologetically, and gradually recalled that this incident happened before I transferred to another school.

In the last few days of the semester, it seemed that a child fell from the building, and I was taken away by my father. I didn't see the excitement.

Unexpectedly, it was grandma’s child.

"It's okay, it's not you who pushed our Xiaohui downstairs." Grandma wiped her eyes.

"Fortunately, there is a canteen, so life is not a problem. I am worried about how this poor child will live if I am no longer here."

"Did Xiaohui be pushed downstairs by another child?" My heart skipped a beat.

"The school said that my Xiaohui jumped over the balcony and fell down by himself. But I know that my Xiaohui would never do that!"

Grandma said with a look of grievance and injustice on her face and a firm tone.

"My Xiaohui has always been afraid of heights. He never goes to the balcony to play, even on the third floor."