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"This is a matter of being a child who has no mother's story-"

Zhu Yang is a slightly weak-looking ghost with dark bags and insufficient energy.

Pei Ye has been teaching himself to look at photos recently and found that this ghost is a bit erotic.

It is not that he committed adultery now, but that his death was related to "elusion", and his death was fixed after death.

Of course, Pei Ye was thinking about the appearance by herself, following the books on Zhu Chun'an's wall, and whether it was possible to say something else.

But her intuition is very accurate.

"Don't sigh! If you talk about it, just say it long. Do you think I have too much time to stay up late here with you?"

Zhu Yang did not continue to be threatened by the Taomu Sword and gave honest explanations.

"Didn't I go to the bold test meeting with someone, and then--" Zhu Yang seemed to think of the terrible scene. He was weak and pitiful and helpless, trembling, "Who knew this was Professor An's place to teach, and there were so many ghosts. Before the bold test began, Professor An was busy preparing for the lesson, but I kicked her on the blackboard - wuwu--"

Pei Ye: “…”

She wants to give this guy a wave of 666 and applause, it's so sensible~~~

Ghosts all have obsessions, especially those who are trapped in a certain area and refuse to leave. There must be something here that maintains her obsessions.

Professor An liked to do scientific research and teaching before his death, and after his death he worked diligently on the podium. Zhu Yang kicked her on the blackboard with a low foot.

"Then what?"

Zhu Yang whined, "...and then, then we start playing the Pen Xian, the Four Corner Game..."

Pei Ye said, "I went to ask the police officer that year, and he said that according to the descriptions of the participants at that time, you didn't see any hell."

Zhu Yang said with a desperate look on his face, "They didn't see it, I saw it!!!"

During the game of courage test, he vaguely saw the blurry figure, and his face turned pale and hurried back to the dormitory.

On the way back from the warehouse, I always felt that someone was following him!

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and the warm bed could not save his cold little heart.

Finally, in the middle of the night—

He poked his head carefully, his eyes facing Professor An's pure and dark eyes.

"Can you imagine that situation? It's really terrifying!"

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a bloody face!

Zhu Yang wanted to scream, but his throat was blocked by a strange force.

His eyes were red, but he couldn't even make a whimper.

The dormitory was quiet, and Zhu Yang, who was sleeping in the upper bunk, was lying down, turning his head and looking at the strange female ghost who had just crossed the bed.

"I was so scared at that time--Woo--"

Pei Ye curled his lips, "Stop whining, do you think you are a locomotive? Then what happened?"

Zhu Yang sobbed, "Professor An taught me a lesson..."

Professor An taught Zhu Yang a lesson in destroying public property with righteous words.

As a college student, his quality is too low, which makes the ghosts outrageous!

"You said that I was not good at playing so bad at that time. I kicked Professor An's blackboard... That's her big baby!"

He cried so hard that his eyes were roaring.

That night, Professor An was arrested for moral education.

Under Professor An’s iron-blooded education, Zhu Yang Lianlian promised that he would become a role model for new young college students in the new era.

Although Professor An did not hurt Zhu Yang, her image was so bloody and terrifying that she was challenging his heart every minute and every second.

On the second day, Zhu Yang was distracted and went to order a large blackboard and sent it to the abandoned warehouse, accompanied by more than ten boxes of chalk.

Unexpectedly, his attitude of reflection was too good. Professor An felt ashamed of it, so he wanted to give him some lessons and compensate him.

"...Woooo, I'm like this, Professor An still refuses to let me go!!!"

Zhu Yang was crying, but unfortunately no one sympathized with him.

"She wants to catch me in the CET-4 and CET-6. If I don't work hard, she will let me go to the warehouse in the middle of the night to listen to her lectures and tutoring..."

Zhu Yang has been a ghost for many years and can't forget Professor An's gloomy face and tone of speech at that time.

[Class IV, but? As a college student, you are so embarrassing to your alma mater!!!]

"Then what? Free one-on-one tutoring, or professor, is quite happy."

"Happy **!" Zhu Yang whimpered, "What else can I do if I am entangled by a ghost? Of course, I was studying hard in English and memorizing words while looking for a master."

He didn't dare to let others know that they were hitting a ghost, and no one believed it even after saying it.

After all, the country is now breaking feudal superstition. Even if you go to a psychologist to cry, people will only tell you that you are too stressed in your studies recently and are too nervous.

"... As a result, those masters are all fake, and the talismans they give are also fake!!!"

Pei Ye smiled and said, "Professor An is not an ordinary evil spirit. She is very fierce. Even if you find a real Tianshi master, you may not be able to do anything to her."

Zhu Yang also knew this after his death, so he only smiled bitterly.

Under the supervision of Professor An, Zhu Yang burst into unprecedented "passion" for English.

He thought that Professor An asked his studies to be a game of tricking people by evil spirits. If he didn't pass the Level 4 exam, he would die and be eaten.

Under the terrifying pressure of death, Zhu Yang's mental energy was tense and sensitive during that period.

This is also because he is not doing well in his studies, so he is so upset that he wants to throw things and destroy them, and then he acts of self-harm.

Finally, the fourth and sixth level began.

After the exam, he estimated his score and left tears of relief.

That night, Zhu Yang vented himself fiercely.

The otakus enlightenment goddess in the laptop was under the silk, and he also released himself comfortably.

This is not surprising in boys' dormitories.

He glanced at Zhu Yang, who had a dreamy expression and enjoyed it, and complained.

"How long have you been holding it in?"

Zhu Yang's eyes were half closed, and he was too lazy to reply.

He has been holding it in for a century!

Survived from the evil ghost, the sow was stuffed with the goddess!

His scores cross the line steadily, and he will be able to get rid of that evil spirit in the future.

That night he was particularly enthusiastic and vented four or five times, and was lazy and powerless.

After finishing, he raised his right hand and pulled out a tissue to wipe the sweaty little brother, enjoying the time of the sage.

"Zhu Yang!"

Professor An's ghostly voice came into his eardrums!!!

Zhu Yang was so scared that he was instantly depressed. He even forgot to pull his shorts up, his face was pale, and he looked around in panic.

"Rooftop!"

Zhu Yang dared not not to go because of the dual effects of fear and venting, his legs were as weak as noodles.

After hearing this, Pei Ye knew that the next plot should be Zhu Yang falling from the building.

"What did Professor An say to you?"

Zhu Yang covered his face in pain, "When Professor An saw me, he scolded him - I forgot to apply the answer sheet in the CET-4 exam."

Pei Ye: “…”

Professor An was very disappointed, and Zhu Yang was also very desperate.

He sat on the rooftop that night, blowing the wind, thinking about his life.

Why did he forget to paint the answer sheet?
Chapter completed!