Chapter 8 zombie dance

zombie dance Import Yang Hailin Xie Liting likes to tell ghost stories, which were taught by her grandmother when she was not in school. She told these stories to her classmates with embellishments. The classmates were very scared, but after class, everyone still surrounded her, both nervous and excited. But Xie Liting's stomach will soon be out of stock, what should I do?She just made it up herself. After school, her classmates followed her, yelling boldly: "Xie Liting, do you have any ghost stories? Tell us another one." The timid ones, hehe, even though they didn’t speak, they dawdled and refused to leave, with bright beads of sweat on the tip of their noses.

Xie Liting was not in a hurry to go home. Her parents had gone to work far away. Before leaving, they entrusted her to an uncle in the city, and she became a transfer student in the fourth grade of Beijing Road Primary School. But not long after she came here, her uncle and aunt started a divorce, ah, Xie Liting was so annoyed. "Okay, let me tell you one more thing." Xie Liting put her schoolbag on a stone bench by the side of the road, "But I can't do a few homework questions assigned by the teacher. You have to teach me later." "Come on, don't you see, the test robot in our class is also here."

The exam robot is called Xu Weiwu, but he doesn't look mighty at all, like a bean sprouts, he sits at the same table as Xie Liting, but he never dares to get close to Xie Liting.He didn't want to listen to the ghost stories told by Xie Liting at first, but his classmates loved to listen to them. After class, Xie Liting and the passage behind his seat were completely surrounded, making it impossible for him to even go to the bathroom. I had to listen to it once, hehe, after hearing Xie Liting's ghost story, a thick layer of goose bumps immediately formed on his body, and it didn't disappear for three days.

From then on, Xu Weiwu took his father's obsolete mobile phone with him every day. Five minutes before the end of each class, Xu Weiwu's mobile phone would flutter like a sparrow in his pocket. Xu Weiwu had to be ready to sprint out of the classroom. Even if there is no class, Xu Weiwu has to be ready to sprint from time to time. Xu Weiwu is very timid, but he likes to think about it. After hearing Xie Liting's ghost story, he immediately decided that Xie Liting was also a little ghost. The real Xie Liting had already gone to school in the city where her parents worked. The little ghost knew that she had an uncle here, so he disguised himself as Xie Liting and came to join him. In the end, he became his deskmate.

Thinking about it was really scary, would he still dare to stay by Xie Liting's side? But the teacher ignored Xu Weiwu at all, saying that he was prejudiced against his classmates. Because Xie Liting's grades were not good, the teacher asked him and Xie Liting to form a "little hand in hand" pair, responsible for improving Xie Liting's grades. "Go on, everyone don't leave after the lecture, and accompany me to help you with your homework." Xu Weiwu has his own plan in mind: all the classmates are here, and Xie Liting, a brat, doesn't dare to show his power to him, ha, myself It just happened to be able to complete the teacher's task of "hand in hand".

"We're not leaving." The students put their schoolbags on the ground and quickly formed a circle. Xie Liting started to make up her ghost stories: Once upon a time, there was a cheapskate who never used oil in his cooking.When he really wanted to eat, he would go to the vegetable market, and while the butcher was not paying attention, he stretched out his hands and rubbed them hard on the meat table a few times, and then went home to wash his hands, and there would be oil stars in the water. The classmates coaxed out laughing. Once, he rubbed his hands on someone else's meat case again, and fell asleep before he could wash it when he got home. In the middle of the night, this cheapskate jumped out of bed suddenly: "Greedy old woman, it took so much for a late-night snack." Oil, I'm not afraid to hold you to death!"

It turned out that his wife dreamed that there were two biscuits beside her, and she was holding his two hands and licking them. "It's a cheapskate story. It's not good." The students cheered and dispersed. Xu Weiwu wanted to leave, but he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the task of "hand in hand" assigned by the teacher, so he hesitated and said to Xie Liting: "I'll go back and call your uncle's house, I'll tell you about your homework on the phone." ?" Xie Liting was furious, she knew that Xu Weiwu regarded her as a ghost again, she said loudly: "I know you live on the sixth floor, you open the window at night, I will jump in and ask you how you are."

"Don't scare me, my house is so high, you can't jump in." Xu Weiwu's legs were trembling non-stop. "Hmph, just wait." Xie Liting said angrily as she put her schoolbag on her back. Xie Liting walked out for a long time, and when she turned her head, she found Xu Weiwu still standing there trembling. She wondered if ghosts were really so scary, well, since you are so afraid of ghosts, I will continue this game to the end, so she intentionally terrified Xiaoxiao said to Xu Weiwu: "You are so smart, you immediately found out that I am a ghost. Let me tell you, I am not only a ghost, but also a super scary zombie ghost. Look, I can dance zombie dances."

Xie Liting straightened her hands and legs, and jumped a few steps like zombies in ghost movies. "Help!" Xu Weiwu's hair stood up one by one, and he yelled and ran away. Hehe, the rabbit runs fast enough. His speed is comparable to that of a rabbit. The rabbit is only worthy of being his grandson. "Our zombies don't dance as ugly as you," a little girl in a white dress said dissatisfiedly standing behind Xie Liting, "You call that a zombie dance too? Don't ruin our reputation." "Who are you? Are you a zombie?" Xie Liting is not afraid of ghosts. Her grandma has been dead for more than a year, and she must have become a ghost long ago, but she has never been frightened. Moreover, several times I dreamed of grandma, and grandma let her go to play.

"Why, doesn't it look like it?" The little girl made a few dancing moves, "Look, this is a standard zombie dance." "Wow, that's cool - teach me, I'm sure to surprise everyone!" "If you want to be my friend, I will teach you slowly." The little girl sighed and said sadly, "I don't have any friends here." "Well, I can consider your request, but you are not staying in the underworld, what are you doing here?" When Xie Liting thought of being treated as a ghost by Xu Weiwu, she felt a little resentful in her heart-if the ghost did not come to the underworld to make trouble, Xu Can Wei Wu be so scared?

"I like going to school. My grades were pretty good." The little girl's eyes turned red. "But when I was in the sixth grade, I fell ill and became a ghost." There is no school in the underworld, so she had no choice but to come to the underworld and wander around the school. "I'm really sorry to remind you of something sad." Xie Liting lowered her head and said sincerely, "Let me be your friend. Really, I've never been afraid of ghosts." The little girl burst out laughing, and she said: "There is nothing to be afraid of ghosts. Ghosts come to the ground, just like the water in the air. If people think it exists in their minds, it will slowly gather together. There is a ghost." The specific shape, if people don't think about it, or think it doesn't exist at all, it's not as good as the moisture in the air." "I don't want you not to exist at all, I still want you to teach me how to dance zombies." Xie Liting said seriously. "Okay, then I will teach you to do your homework first." The little girl said happily. The next day, the teacher checked the homework, and Xie Liting got full marks. "Is Xu Weiwu tutoring you?" The teacher asked with a smile. Obviously, he was very satisfied with the result of "hand in hand". "I don't dare to tutor her." Xu Weiwu shivered behind the chair and said. "You were the one who taught me. Did you forget? You didn't dare to open the window last night, which made me stand on the windowsill of your house in the middle of the night. Later, I cast some spells while you were asleep, and you obediently opened the window." Yes. You are so enthusiastic, you gave three lectures on those few questions, which made me doze off even now." Xie Liting said in a low voice, suppressing a laugh. "What, I didn't dare to close my eyes at all last night. Well, it seemed that I took a nap when I couldn't help it—that's when you came in?" At the end of the semester, Xie Liting was already a student with excellent grades, and Xu Weiwu was no longer afraid of her. He would now move his chair closer to Xie Liting's direction three times in each class on average, and sometimes in his dreams he wanted to listen to Xie Liting's lecture What about ghost stories? At the New Year's Eve party, Xie Liting signed up for a pas de deux, Xu Weiwu was very happy, hey, he is the little teacher in Xie Liting's "little hand in hand" pair, Xie Liting must be planning to invite him to dance together. He thought it was a very honorable thing. But when Xie Liting was rehearsing, she just got into the small woods of the school alone, and no one was allowed to watch. Is she going to come up with some tricks to make me look ugly when she thinks of it?Xu Weiwu thought bitterly, he didn't want to be ashamed, so he also started to practice Xinjiang dance quietly. It wasn't until the performance that Xu Weiwu found out sadly that Xie Liting already had a dance partner - the little girl in the white dress. However, Xu Weiwu did not practice in vain these days. He temporarily decided to change his poem recitation into Xinjiang dance. The performance of Xie Liting and the little girl won warm applause. When Xie Liting broke up with the little girl at the end of the party, Xu Weiwu followed carefully: "Can you tell me who she is?" "Don't be scared to death—she's a real ghost." Xie Liting whispered deliberately mysteriously. "Don't lie to me, there are no ghosts in this world!" Xu Weiwu didn't care. "Well, now you look at that little girl and think in your heart: there are no ghosts in this world." Xu Weiwu thought in his heart, there are no ghosts in this world. Hey, that little girl disappeared all of a sudden. "Think about it now: that little girl is a ghost." Well, that little girl is a ghost. Hey, that little girl appeared again and smiled back at him. "Oh, I see, that little girl can not only dance, but also do magic tricks, right?" Xu Weiwu said proudly. Now, he is not afraid of ghosts at all.