Trafford’s Trading Club

Superiors make subordinates wait, leaders make employees wait, teachers make students wait... it's probably a habit.

Even though he arrived at the school and the Academic Affairs Office on time, Luo Qiu didn't see the teacher he was looking for.

But he saw his only classmate.

Zhang Qingrui sat on a chair outside the Academic Affairs Office with him. Luo Qiu sat at the left end, while Miss Zhang sat at the right end.

The two of them did not deliberately distance themselves from each other, nor did they intend to close the distance. Sitting like this, they felt as if they were sitting in an ordinary classroom.

It was raining moderately outside, and the corridor outside the Academic Affairs Office was dim and dull.

Naturally, it is inconvenient to read the account books outside. Remembering that Luo Qiu, who had not logged into his Zhihu account for a while, opened it now, he found that there were new responses to the questions he had posted before.

It was the same ‘Golden Eyes’ who suggested to him last time that he might be the ‘Gospel of Judas’.

Presumably, it is confirmed that those ancient textual sources do not. Golden Eyes said that he was a student of ancient characters. He was recently thinking about doing a research project on ancient characters and became interested in the characters posted by Luo Qiu.

‘Golden Eyes’ left his email contact information.

Luo Qiu did not rush to respond to Golden Eyes' request, but suddenly had an inexplicable feeling that if he established a connection with Golden Eyes, something unexpected might happen.

He pondered for a moment, and did not choose to greet Golden Eyes proactively. Instead, he registered an ordinary email address and sent his email address.

Snap, snap, snap... snap.

There seemed to be some sound coming, and the sound made Miss Zhang look around curiously. She first glanced at Luo Qiu casually, but saw that he seemed to have no reaction, so she looked in Luo Qiu's direction.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, in the dim corridor of the school building, Zhang Qingrui saw a little girl. He looked about six or seven years old.

The little girl was wearing a plaid blue and white dress, and her face was a little pale... Zhang Qingrui couldn't see the little girl's appearance, he could only see her side face, and the little girl's actions at this time.

The little girl lowered her head and hit a dark red ball one by one.

Snap, snap, snap, snap.

The ball bounces time and time again, and the sound is steady and rhythmic. But the little girl's clothes were soaked. With her head lowered, water could still be seen dripping from her hair.

Zhang Qingrui frowned and was about to walk over, but the little girl turned around holding the ball in her hand.

"ah……"

Miss Zhang suddenly let out a low scream, and even her body couldn't help but take a small step back.

The little girl's big eyes, the wet hair sticking to her face, and the hairband with a bow, were not as impressive to Miss Zhang as the little girl's mouth.

Her mouth... was bloody and bloody, and was actually sewn together by needles and threads, stitch by stitch!

…

The frightened Miss Zhang tightly covered her mouth with her hands. However, in the blink of an eye, the little girl with her mouth sewn shut was thrown away from her.

"Luo, Luo Qiu, did you, did you see it?" Zhang Qingrui turned pale and looked at Luo Qiu at the end of the chair.

But Luo Qiu was still looking at his phone, as if he hadn't raised his head.

"What did you see?" Luo Qiu didn't even look up.

"Just now..." Zhang Qingrui was stunned for a moment and looked at the floor where the little girl was just now that should have been wet by the water on her body, but now it looked dry.

Zhang Qingrui suddenly felt a chill running through her body. In front of her eyes, the scene of the little girl's mouth being sutured was entangled in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.

"Sound, didn't you hear the sound just now?"

Luo Qiu then raised his head and looked at the door of the teaching office directly in front of him. He stood up and said, "I heard it, go in."

"Two classmates, come in!"

That was the voice of the teacher in the teaching office. Zhang Qingrui glanced at the teaching office subconsciously, and had the urge to say that it was not the teacher's voice, but she swallowed the words as she spoke.

Full of thoughts, she followed Luo Qiu and walked into the teaching office together.

A teacher in the teaching department, surnamed Wang. Teacher Wang led the two of them to a small room in the teaching office and sat down.

Teacher Wang, who is in his thirties, wears glasses and has short, sleek hair. Women of this age can generally maintain their hair very well as long as they take good care of themselves in today's era.

Zhang Qingrui glanced at the ring finger of Teacher Wang's left hand. There was a light ring mark on it. It must have been a short time since the ring was taken off, and the original skin color had not recovered.

Have you just divorced...

"In the past two days, we have received reports from the family members of Professor Qin Fang..." Teacher Wang was silent for a while and then said: "That is, the tutor of two classmates. According to his family members, Professor Qin suddenly passed away due to a heart attack. We We also received a report of the professor’s death.”

Zhang Qingrui frowned. She recalled what happened in the underground cemetery in Ulaanbaatar, but what she thought about at this time was his family members...how on earth did they get this death report.

It seems that the only relative of the professor is Qin Chuyu, Miss Qin?

"We are also very sad about what happened to Professor Qin Fang. However, people cannot be resurrected. Although the two students are students of the professor, don't be too sad." Teacher Wang said slowly: "Today we will send two students to The reason for calling here is mainly to listen to your opinions."

Teacher Wang said: "You should also understand the majors of the two students. The school has arranged it this way. We can help you change departments. If you change departments, we can set up make-up courses for you during the summer vacation. Try to let them Be able to keep up with the progress of study in the next semester..."

Luo Qiu said, "Are there any other arrangements?"

Teacher Wang nodded and said: "In addition, we will try our best to arrange new teachers for you. Although you are in the second year, due to the special nature of the two students' majors, there is basically a tutor leading the students. Three and four Students of the same age are now conducting some research in other places under the leadership of other tutors... Or let the first-year teachers lead you. We can communicate as much as possible here. Otherwise, I'm afraid we can only We can wait to hire new teachers, but it may take longer.”

Teacher Wang smiled and said, "Of course, the school will also give the two students time to think about it."

Luo Qiu nodded.

Zhang Qingrui suddenly said at this time: "Teacher...that thing..."

She pointed at a cabinet in the small room. Inside the cabinet, there was a small, dark red... ball! (To be continued.)