Chapter 3 Chapter 2 The Ghost World of the Library

Wang Chengfeng stood in front of the stunned "Thirty-two Carat Gold Cruel Gang" in a daze, and after a long time, he screamed: "not good!" Holding the schoolbag in his arms, he ran towards the school. Only the fluttering pink butterfly was left, before the "Thirty-two Karat Gold Brutal Gang" fell into a coma, it flew around softly for a few times, then soared into the sky and disappeared. When he was about to rush to the front of the classroom, Wang Chengfeng looked at the yellow G-SHOCK watch in his hand, and couldn't help but grimace. "Ruined!"

It turned out that it was already twenty-three minutes before the class started. The first class was the history of Mr. Situ, which was one of Wang Chengfeng's most troublesome courses. Ever since Wu Zetian was sent to the Qing Dynasty Well, this old gentleman has always been quite prejudiced against him, and he has made trouble for him several times. Walking into the classroom on tiptoe, I saw the chubby figure of the old gentleman writing something on the blackboard with his back to the students. Wang Chengfeng exhausted all his strength and made no sound like a cat. The students on the side couldn't help snickering when they saw it, and watched him walk into the seat.

I thought this operation was perfect, but when I sat down and was secretly delighted, the old man seemed to have eyes on his back, and while writing, he said: "Mr. Wang Chengfeng." Wang Chengfeng was startled, and then, like a defeated rooster, he replied dejectedly: "yes." "You were late for more than 20 minutes." The old gentleman turned his head and said coldly, "That means you delayed our class by more than 20 minutes. More than twenty minutes, is it very long?During World War II, when the Allied forces landed in Normandy, Hitler was taking a nap during the critical period, and the generals dared not wake him up. If Hitler was woken up for more than 20 minutes, the history of the whole world might have to be rewritten .

One person was delayed by you for more than 20 minutes, a class of 40 people was delayed by you for 13 hours, and there were more than 2,000 people in the whole school, you were delayed for more than 600 hours, which is almost a month. time. Are you sorry for wasting such time? " Mr. Situ not only memorizes the history back and forth, but his mental arithmetic skill is even close to the Guinness World Record. When Wang Chengfeng was scolded by him, he was tongue-tied and didn't know how to answer. Sitting behind him was Lao Bing, his best friend since childhood. At this time, Lao Bing poked his back narrowly, imitating the famous line of the manga "Fist of the Big Dipper", and said with a low laugh:

"You're already dead." The old man stared at Wang Chengfeng and shook his head. "The topic we are talking about today is the history of world thought, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, because as long as you have read the book before coming to class, you will definitely have the basic concepts. I'm going to ask you a question now, if you can answer it, we'll let it go, but if you can't answer it, don't blame me for being rude. After all, you are still a student and I am a teacher. From a certain point of view, I am an officer and soldier, and you are a robber. If you are late for class, the teacher has no reason to let you go. "

Wang Chengfeng's face was livid, but he could only whisper: "it is good." Behind him, Lao Bing poked his back again and whispered: "Don't be afraid, I support you." Teacher Situ turned his head and patted the blackboard. "Just ask you what we just talked about," the old man's eyes seemed to exude the spirit of a generation of masters. "Let me ask you, Zhuangzi, Plato, and Epicurus, what do these three people have in common?" As soon as the question came up, it seemed as if something "snapped" in Wang Chengfeng's mind, and his whole thoughts were absolutely blank.

The whole class was silent, as if this question was extremely dangerous. But in Wang Chengfeng's heart, he really wanted to reverse the operation, so he asked the old man a question first: "Excuse me...excuse me...who are these guys?" In the dead air, the old man stared at Wang Chengfeng unrelentingly. Wang Chengfeng looked away guiltily, but pushed his back against the table behind him. The only way out now is to rely on the old cake behind him. But the old cake in the rear was completely silent. After a long time, I heard him whisper: "Zhuangzi..." Like a megaphone, Wang Chengfeng looked at Teacher Situ in embarrassment, and said in a deep voice:

"Zhuangzi..." At this moment, a strange thing happened. Wang Chengfeng only felt a flash of light out of the corner of his eye, and turned his head to look, but saw two people in ancient costumes walking past the classroom window lightly. This time, both of them were men, the one in the purple robe had a big beard, and the one in the shining armor was an old man. I saw the figures of two people passing by lightly, and when they passed by the window, they turned their heads thoughtfully and smiled intriguingly at Wang Chengfeng. Then the two crossed the window and disappeared.

In broad daylight, hell! real. Because Wang Chengfeng's classroom is on the fifth floor at this moment, and there is a void more than ten meters outside the window, so what kind of person can pass by lightly? Seeing Wang Chengfeng's astonished expression, several classmates followed his gaze, but obviously, except for himself, no one else could see these two costumed weirdos at all. hell... Teacher Situ felt a little strange when he saw the astonished expression of this villain, but after thinking about it, it might be this guy's cheap trick to divert his attention by surrounding Zhao and saving Wei, so he ignored him.

"Tell me! What do these three people have in common?" Wang Chengfeng came back to his senses, remembering that the crisis in front of him was still unresolved, so he leaned back and leaned against Laobing behind him. Only Lao Bing behind him continued to whisper: "What Zhuangzi, Plato, and Epicurus have in common is..." Wang Chengfeng had no choice but to continue reading according to the scriptures. "What Zhuangzi, Plato, and Epicurus have in common is..." Then, only hearing Lao Bing behind him muttering something, Wang Chengfeng smiled happily, without thinking, showing a joyful expression.

"These three people," he said loudly with confidence, "have never used my bathroom!" As soon as this remark came out, the tense breath of the whole class immediately collapsed, and everyone burst into laughter, "Hee hee! Haha! Huh!" voices came and went, and some people even lost their breath from laughing and fell to the ground . Amidst the loud laughter, only two people's faces were blue. Teacher Situ's face was ashen, and Wang Chengfeng's face was so embarrassing that he was a little blue. He turned his head and glared at Lao Bing full of resentment, but Lao Bing only showed an innocent expression , spread his hands, and moved his mouth, obviously saying: "I don't know..." The laughter gradually subsided, but the livid look on Teacher Situ's face did not decrease at all. "Mr. Wang Chengfeng." He shook his head, showing a heavy expression of "hate iron but not steel". "Then I have no other choice but to give you a punishment. After class, you take my note to the training office." At the training office, the dean of training looked at the note, then at Wang Chengfeng, and just shone a lamp on his face, slapped the table, and shouted, "Are you recruiting or not?" "Irregularity in class?" He said coldly, "Remember two major mistakes, okay?" Wang Chengfeng lowered his head. "not good." "Then record a big demerit? Okay?" "Not good." "I think it's more straightforward to make a big mistake," the dean of students said coldly, "but don't say that the dean didn't give you a chance. The library is short of staff recently. After class every day for this month, you will work in the library for two hours. Volunteer, no matter they ask you to move books, arranging books and cleaning toilets, you have to do it, you know?" "But..." Wang Chengfeng hesitated: Because after class is the prime time for high school students to play computer games and chat with classmates, they spend two hours a day in the library... Without hesitation, the dean of students immediately brought out the thick reward and punishment book with a loud bang. "I really don't want to bother you, I think I will make two major mistakes..." Therefore, in the next month, Wang Chengfeng was destined to stay in the dark library until dark. After school time, Wang Chengfeng regretted agreeing to be a volunteer in the library amidst the group of laughing and ready-to-go students, but when he quietly walked to the school gate, he saw members of the "Thirty-two K Gold Brutal Gang" Blocking the road with a cold face, everyone's head looks like an Indian assan, wrapped in a cute white cloth bag. After thinking for a while, Wang Chengfeng still shrank his head and walked obediently to the library. Although there is rough work to do, it's better than being surrounded and beaten by a few "thirty-two carat gold brutal gangs" who are full of hair and full of anger, right? But after staying in the dark library for a while, Wang Chengfeng couldn't help feeling a little sad. How about spending a month nesting in a place like this... But when you walk out of the library, you may be severely beaten by the "Thirty-two K Gold Brutal Gang". I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass the history of this semester. And I can't even get a girlfriend. annoying... Thinking about it, he accidentally touched the wound on his face and the scar on his body, and for some reason, he thought of the prophecy of that fortune teller when he was a child. "This son is extraordinary, with strong muscles and bones, and he will surely achieve great achievements. The three yuan will meet, and he will surely make great achievements for thousands of generations and accomplish the great cause of the destiny of tens of millions of people." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get angry for no reason, bored in his heart, evil to the gut, so he yelled loudly, and in the empty library, like a crazy martial arts master, he pushed out the palm of his hand. , and pushed the rows of books on the bookshelf "bang bang bang bang" out of the shelf and fell to the ground. The reason why students are recruited to be volunteers is because two female staff members in the school library were pregnant at the same time. After class, the library was empty. At this time, Wang Chengfeng dared to go crazy like this because he was the only one in the library. No, it was almost an hour after class was over at this time, and almost all the people in the entire campus were gone. The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and a deserted and strange atmosphere gradually emerged. In most cases, although Wang Chengfeng is a weak person, facing the scene where the huge campus is empty and the night is gradually falling, he still feels a little nervous. Thinking of the people in ancient costumes I saw during the day, although those people "lack of ghost spirit", it is still a little scary to think about it. The night is getting darker.Wang Chengfeng knelt on the ground, cleaning up the mess for the "impulse" just now, picking up the books on the ground. Because of his laziness, he didn't bother to run across the entire library to turn on the lights at the other end. Anyway, the skylight reflected from the window, and he could still see the scene in front of him, so he left the entire library dark. However, he lay down on the ground and focused on arranging the books, but he didn't notice that figures with fluttering sleeves sometimes passed behind him. Some of the books that were just pushed down were on high shelves. Wang Chengfeng sighed and took an A-line ladder, sat on it and arranged the books one by one. They lined up, but saw a few scrolls of cloth left over from the school celebration, hanging from the ceiling like an inverted arch bridge. Seeing these cloth scrolls, Wang Chengfeng had a thought, shook his head and said to himself: "Damn it, if I want to hang myself, it's a perfect design," he said, narrowly stretching out his hand to pull the nearest cloth roll. "The height, size, and thickness are just right, it was designed for me..." In the quiet and dark library, a seventeen-year-old boy is sitting on a tall A-line ladder, gesturing for hanging himself, and the whole atmosphere is extremely strange... If people of the older generation see it, they will definitely be scolded, because this kind of hanging is the most unlucky action. There is also a saying that "there is no more than three jokes", saying that this kind of joke cannot be played for the third time. Because the third time I made a joke, I will really hang up... But this Wang Chengfeng is really a very nervous character. At this time, he didn't feel the weird atmosphere at all, he just enjoyed himself by the cloth circle, and it took a long time before he started to get down to business again. Ben's book ranks up. It's a pity that he doesn't have eyes behind him. If he can see behind him at this moment, he can see those pairs of eyes shining with strange brilliance. Some eyes are big, some eyes are small. That is to say, there are several "things" watching him, some are as big as a giant whale, while others are like cats and dogs. If the young Wang Chengfeng could see these eyes and run away in fright, maybe the history of mankind in the future would be completely different. It's a pity that Wang Chengfeng still made the sound of "dong dong dong dong" stupidly, and the boss sat reluctantly on the A-line ladder, arranging the books that he had pushed down so quickly just now. However, even an insensitive teenager can still feel that a strange atmosphere is beginning to pervade in the huge and empty library. It seems that the whole space has become larger, more empty and deeper.And at the far end, someone was whispering. Occasionally, there will be a cold air flow slowly moving on the ground, and some will climb up the ladder. "blow……" Wang Chengfeng stopped what he was doing, and listened cautiously, trying to hear those whispers clearly. After listening for a while, the whole person was dumbfounded. Because in the distance, someone is singing softly, no, the voice is a bit like singing, but it is also a bit like shouting: "You...if you come...we'll wait...you..." In this case, Wang Chengfeng had heard it once during the day, but the speaker seemed to have a little more sad emotion now. "If you come... we will wait for you..." The seventeen-year-old boy turned his head slowly in amazement. Under the gloomy sky, what he saw when he turned his head made his mouth open so wide that he couldn't believe his eyes.