Chapter 3535 When I Become a Scumbag Actor (31)
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The office is dark and dilapidated, the curtains are tightly drawn, and there is no light coming in. There are four desks, the paint has faded, and it looks very dilapidated. Even the chairs are missing arms and legs, and the desks have fallen off. There are some papers and materials scattered here and there, and a clock exactly the same as in the classroom is hung on the wall, and the pointer on it has already pointed to 8:10.
Very old.
It looks like a place that has been desolate for ten years and no one cares about it.
This is a classroom office.
Ranbai glanced at the sign before entering.
Senior three group.
The classroom they were in just now was also the third year of high school.
"Song Bai." Shen Jiao was silent for a long time, but decided not to argue with Ran Bai, after all, adults don't care about villains, and then walked in, suddenly heard a clear and crisp sound, Shen Jiao realized something slowly , her face was distorted, she choked up and said: "My foot seems to be sprained."
Ranbai: "I'm not sprained."
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"I didn't ask you if you had a sprain, I meant I did."
"Oh."
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Seeing that Ranbai's indifferent oh didn't have anything to say afterward, and even wandered around the office, Shen Jiao almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out words one by one: "I mean, help me a little bit." Bundle!"
"Why don't you just say it, baby?" Ranbai sneered, and casually leaned against the table, with her long legs propped there, and looked at Shen Jiao with a half-smile, her peach blossom eyes were full of drunkenness like autumn water. Yan, the arc of the corners of the lips, the low and lazy tone, very careless, completely casual.
But in the background of this desolate office, Shen Jiao's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
What did Song Song Song Song Song Bai call her? !
"You you you you you..." Shen Jiao's face turned red immediately, her eyes widened, and after holding back for a long time, she said, "Who told you to call me that!"
Ranbai didn't pay too much attention to Shen Jiao's reaction, nor did she look at Shen Jiao, she glanced at the things on the desk, and replied casually: "I let it."
Shen Jiao still cared about the sentence "Baby", but in the end she was very strong and found a chair to sit down by herself.
It is true that she sprained her ankle. Anyone who wears ten-centimeter high heels and is chased by ghosts will find it difficult to be safe and sound for his own feet.
Feeling the pain in her ankle, Shen Jiao wanted to cry again. She held back her tears and went to Ranbai's side, looked around cautiously, hugged her arms involuntarily, and whispered to Ranbai: "How do I feel about this office? It's also dark and terrifying."
There is also a translucent screen installed on the wall of this office, I don't know what it is for.
On one of the faded and worn wooden desks was a report card, pressed down with a pen.
Classes three and four are marked on the top,
It's the class just now.
There are a total of thirty-seven students on the report card. In that classroom, there are thirty-seven sets of desks and chairs and thirty-six sets of school uniforms.
Ranbai stared at the report card, calmly said: "It's okay."
Shen Jiao was at a loss: "Huh?"
"It's scarier than it when you scream." Ranbai smiled, "Why did you come to be a guest, don't you consider being a staff member pretending to be a ghost. You should be very qualified."
"...Are you praising me or hurting me?"
"Of course I'm praising you baby." It's not stupid.
Shen Jiao couldn't believe it.
Netizens have not stopped laughing from the beginning to the present.
[This pair has survived for ten minutes and came out of the classroom so early. Although the method is a bit strange, I still want to say something awesome. 】
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[Their conversations have taken over all the jokes I have in this program group. Look at how much you have coaxed the dignified young lady into. 】
[Shen Jiao's heart: Song Bai, you are cruel, you are ruthless, you are making trouble for no reason! 】
[Miss Sister's "baby" almost didn't send me away directly, it was too flirtatious. 】
[Actually, before the show started, I had already prepared a white lotus flower and a princess disease to act as monsters in the variety show, even the keyboard was ready to spray. Results now? ? ? 】
[The princess is sick because the princess is sick, but the one who was pissed off by Song Bai is still a little cute? Where is the white lotus! ! What about pretending to be pitiful and weak to hook up with male stars? Where is the green tea here! It's clearly Miss Yu! 】
[I'm afraid it's not because Song Bai was too badly sprayed on the Internet and wants to create a new character. Probably it was intentional by the program crew, otherwise how could she be so calm and open the window, why didn't she just go to heaven. 】
[What a variety show that escaped from the secret room was abruptly turned into a tool for packaging people to attract fans by some people, disgusting]
Just at this time,
Suddenly, there was a slight clicking sound without warning in the office.
A burst of white light flashed.
After flickering a few times, the originally transparent and blank screen began to jump into a dynamic picture. The picture quality is not very good, it looks a little blurry, and it makes strange noises, or Often flashes white.
"Ahhhh!"
Sure enough, at the first second when the picture appeared on the screen, what Ranbai ushered in was not the shock carefully prepared by the program crew, but the "surprise" from Shen Jiao.
The picture on the screen is also a classroom office, and the layout should be the same as the office they are in now.
It's just that the picture on the screen is cleaner, full of vitality everywhere, but intertwined with the current picture has a strong sense of disobedience, like a flower rotting in the sun.
That should have been a few years ago.
Now it reappears in this way.
Two figures appeared on the big screen.
They were a young teacher and a girl who didn't wear a school uniform.
The girl turned her back to them, so she couldn't see her face clearly, she could only see her back, very thin and trembling slightly.
And the appearance of the young teacher was completely presented in front of their eyes, the expression on that face was almost distorted, and he was reprimanding the girl.
"Where's your school uniform?!" She said harshly, "What does a student come to school without wearing a school uniform!"
Just looking at the screen, I can see a distorted sense of disdain from the teacher.
The scenes of that year reappeared before my eyes, but it had been a few years since the campus, which was still full of people, has been deserted for a long time.
Colorful pictures appeared in the dilapidated and dead office, full of weirdness and weirdness.
The light and shadow on the screen flickered on and off.
After the teacher's words fell,
Suddenly there was no sound on the screen.
The figure always turned its back to them, as if silently sad.
In the originally empty and quiet classroom, the screen was inexplicably turned on, but the images from many years ago flickered intermittently, like a damaged tape.
The teacher's angry reprimand and the girl's crying were intertwined.
And in the abandoned school, outside the desolate office, the school uniform ghost who had been wandering in the corridor and refused to leave suddenly knocked on the door, moving slowly and dullly, making a "bang—" knock on the door.