Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 253 World 7: My deskmate is A Piao
Chapter 265 World 7: My deskmate is A Piao
The morning sun shines on the road, the road is full of traffic, and all kinds of people pass by on the side of the road.

At the school gate, a large number of students entered the school with their schoolbags on their backs.

The holidays are over and school has started. Many students greet each other when they see familiar classmates.

"Have you finished copying your homework last night?"

"Did you see the dark circles under my eyes? I fought all night, and there are still ten pages left. The classroom door should be open. I can definitely finish writing before the old class arrives."

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Students are constantly pouring into the school, and today is the start of school.

Across the road from the school, a handsome boy in a white shirt and schoolbag was standing on the side of the road. He was wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. He glanced at the school opposite, with a dangerous smile on his lips.

The new school is not easy.

Shen Zihuai lowered his eyes, reached out to help his glasses, and then walked across the road into the school.

The door of the classroom of Class [-] of the third year, the door of the classroom is still closed, and the curtains are also drawn.

There are already many students waiting at the door of the classroom.

A girl with a doll's head hurried over with her schoolbag on her back: "Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."

The girls complained: "Sir, you are finally here, open the door quickly, and see that other classes have entered the classroom, but our class is still standing at the door."

A boy came forward: "Squad leader of Nantah University, did you go for a haircut yesterday? You have the same neat doll head for thousands of years."

Nanyin glared at the boy, and opened the door with the key.

The moment the lock was opened, the faces of the surrounding students obviously changed a little, as if they were afraid of something.

A group of them stood at the door just now, and the atmosphere was not right, but no one tacitly mentioned that matter.

The classroom door was pushed open.

"what!"

"what!"

The girl standing next to Nan Yinyou screamed.

All the people looked towards the classroom with ugly faces.

I saw that in the classroom, they had neatly piled up the desks in the corner at the end of last semester, but now the desks have been arranged, and there is an extra desk at the end of the fourth group near the window.

Everyone's faces were ugly.

A female classmate burst into tears.

"The table was set by itself again, and her table appeared again, woo woo. There must be a ghost"

"She has been dead for more than a year, why does she still haunt her? What does she want to do?"

The windows in the classroom were obviously closed, but an inexplicable gust of cold wind blew out.

The faces of the people standing at the door were varied.

Nan Yinliu was a little confused. She transferred from another school last semester and had heard about some things, but she was brave and not very scared.

She said: "Okay, there are no ghosts in this world, everyone, go into the classroom, open the curtains to let in the air and clean up."

After the words fell, no one dared to go in.

Nan Yinyou had no choice but to go in first: "Come in, what are you afraid of, there is nothing."

The boy was bold enough to follow in.

"Young master is full of yang energy and is not afraid of anything."

"Open the curtains, it's so dark."

A few boys went in and opened the curtains, and the whole classroom was brightened up. The sunlight shone on the table, so the girls dared to come in.

Everyone tacitly did not pull the curtains in the last place of the fourth group. They were not afraid on the surface, but they were still cowardly in their hearts.

Wearing sportswear, the doll-haired Nan Yin curled her brows, and finally went to the fourth group and opened the curtains with a clatter.

The others were surprised, and all of them admired the courage of the big squad leader.

Nan Yinyou straightened the curtains, then looked at the table next to her.

This is the last table of the fourth group. This table should not exist, because there are only 32 people in their class, and this table is always empty.

This table should have been moved away, but every time it was moved away, it would appear the next day.

Gradually, no one dared to touch it, and it has been kept here.

Last semester, at the end of the semester, she obviously took a few men and threw this desk to the place where the old desks and chairs in the laboratory building were placed, and other desks in the classroom were also neatly piled up.

Now when the door was opened, the tables were arranged, and this table that should have been locked in the laboratory building also appeared here.

Nan Yinyou never believed that there were ghosts in this world, so she went to check the surveillance after the opening ceremony was over.

Nan Yinliao took her schoolbag and sat down in the third row of the fourth group, that is, in front of the ghost table. This was her seat.

There is no way, no one in the whole class stands here, and she, the class monitor, has to take the lead.

She doesn't have a tablemate, she's at a table for two, which is pretty good.

After a brief cleaning of the classroom, a bald man in his 40s in a Chinese tunic came in.

This is Teacher Li from their old class.

As soon as Teacher Li came in, he saw the table in the fourth row of the fourth group. His expression also changed, and finally he sighed helplessly.

He straightened his expression and went to the podium: "This semester is very meaningful to you. In the second semester of the third year of high school, every day is the countdown to the college entrance examination. You can't be as lazy as before."

"clear."

The students answered neatly.

Teacher Li: "Has the classroom been cleaned?"

As the class monitor, Nan Yinliu stood up and replied, "It's been cleaned."

"Very good, very self-conscious." Teacher Li waved to the outside: "This semester, we have a new student in our class, let's get to know each other."

Everyone looked at the door together.

I saw a handsome young man in a white shirt and silver-rimmed glasses coming in. He walked in with his schoolbag slung across his shoulders.

He walked to the podium: "Hi students, my name is Shen Zihuai."

The nice voice made the girls blush unconsciously.

Shen Zihuai has a good attitude, but his sentences are very short, and he can feel that his personality is not very lively.

Teacher Li said happily: "Student Shen Zihuai is the champion of the National Mathematical Olympiad. Everyone should learn from him in the future."

National Olympiad Champion!This is super super rare for a small place, the students looked at Shen Zihuai with envy and admiration.

Teacher Li looked down, and he said: "Student Shen Zihuai, you are sitting in the third row of the fourth group. Your deskmate is Nan Yinliu. She is the monitor of our class and the number one in the whole grade. You can learn from each other in the future." .”

The faces of the underground students were a bit subtle.

Let the new classmate sit in front of that table, and when the new classmate finds out about those things, they will definitely be frightened and ask to change seats immediately.

But there are no other seats in the class, and the seats in other groups are all at the back, so it's not good for him to get in the middle and let the other students back.

In the third row, the squad leader sat next to him. Teacher Li also considered this arrangement.

Shen Zihuai said in a pleasant voice, "Teacher, I want to sit in the fourth row."

In a word, the whole classroom was eerily quiet.

Teacher Li looked hesitant: "Why does Shen Chen sit there?"

There was a faint smile on Shen Zihuai's handsome face, with deep meaning in his eyes: "I like to sit alone, there is an empty table in the fourth row, I want to sit there."

(End of this chapter)