sinovels Chapter 22 The First Dead Player
Chapter 22 The First Dead Player
After the six sat down, the handsome brother was still aggrieved, and wanted to drop the tablet.
He endured it for a few seconds, and finally exploded on the spot, pointing at the tablet and angrily said, "This game is sick, this is a ginseng rooster!"
The screen was full of weird "233333" barrage, and the eagle cubs "kissed, hugged and held high" comforted him, and the sunspots who couldn't understand him crazily hated him.
——I was so angry that I couldn't control myself.
- Make me crazy too.
——Don’t come if you can’t play.
Di Yuan glanced at him faintly, and a dark light flashed in his pitch-black pupils.
All the quiet paper figurines suddenly stood up, smiling evilly, and surrounded Brother Handsome: "Brother Handsome, die. Brother Handsome, die."
The colorful paper face is so close at hand, the handsome guy who only dares to lie in the nest is scared to pee.
"Ah, let go, it hurts!"
Except for Di Yuan, the players including Mo Pantao were a little stunned.
"It's time for class, don't rush back to your seat." A lame ordinary male teacher limped in.
The chaotic paper figurines sat down quickly, leaving only a handsome man with tears streaming down his face and naked as if he had been raped by the crowd.
——Tragedy on earth.
——Hehe, he is not suitable to be a game anchor, he should go to Miss Huahua to take a photo.
Mo Pantao sneaked a glance, his heart trembled slightly: It was so scary.
"Don't look, the eye of a needle." Di Yuan covered his eyes and sat next door.
Fat Uncle sat tremblingly beside the flat peach, glanced at the paper figurine, and saw the paper figurine slowly turned its head and smiled at him.
The teacher was panting heavily, and the words overflowed from his throat: "Today, we learn, write letters——"
Mo Pantao: "???"
Di Yuan: "..."
The teacher slowly took out half a piece of paper and pasted it on the projection board: "This is a letter from my senior sister, the content looks like a love letter..."
【I like you. I disguised myself as a man just to be with you. See you in the woods tonight. I want to tell you in person...】
A paper figurine raised his hand slowly: "Teacher, did she succeed—"
Teacher: "Successful, we will be together forever."
Di Yuan's eyes flickered, and he rarely rubbed his chin: Write a letter?love letter……
Mo Pantao frowned again after the half piece of paper appeared, this piece of paper was full of ominous dead air, and somewhat familiar.
He suddenly widened his eyes and let out a surprised "Huh".
Di Yuan lowered his head: "What's wrong?"
Mo Pantao whispered: "Look at the signing date, 09.2.12. It was ten years ago today."
His eyes flickered, and Mo Pantao's dark pupils suddenly widened: "Ten years ago, a senior received a love letter."
Di Yuan glanced at the handsome brother who was out of his mind: "Ten years later, someone will receive it as well."
Mo Pan raised his head: "If the trajectory is the same as it was ten years ago, that senior is probably already..."
No wonder he feels full of lifelessness, isn't it because they are together forever?
He squinted his eyes and felt it carefully. He was too far away, and he only vaguely felt that there seemed to be no female power left on the paper.
Mo Pantao tilted his head in confusion, was it an illusion?
The fat uncle kept his ears up all the time, and now he suddenly realized: "Classes are all clues."
--Wow!Goosebumps arose.
——Here comes the question, who gave the handsome brother the love letter?
After explaining the key points, the teacher became stunned and started laughing, and the paper figurine students also laughed.
The entire classroom was full of eerie ghost laughter, and the scalp of the laughing players was numb.
This situation continued until the end of get out of class, when the teacher laughed coldly: "The homework is for each of you to write a love letter."
——A black face with a question mark, there is still homework in college?
--Yes, I have!I am learning Japanese and I have to write a diary during the winter vacation!Words that you don't know will be replaced with pseudonyms!
"Fuck! Get the fuck out of me!" When the get out of class was over, seeing the paper figurines huffing around again, Handsome, who was on the verge of collapse, rushed out of the classroom.
Several players looked at each other, and Mo Pantao's face was wrinkled: "I want to confirm the half of the love letter with the teacher."
If you don't touch it, you won't feel at ease.
The atmosphere was silent for two seconds, and the handsome foodie waved his hand: "Then I'll go find him."
Fat Uncle: "Don't be alone, I'll go with you."
The six players divided into three waves, Di Yuan followed Xiao Pantao, and the girl in a short skirt shivered and continued to shine brightly.
Mo Pantao rubbed his little hands together nervously: "Teacher, can I have a look at that model essay?"
The teacher Jie Jie smiled: "So studious?"
Mo Pantao scratched his face, he hadn't faced the teacher directly, so he was cowardly.
The girl in the short skirt trembled from the teacher's laugh, and approached Di Yuan cautiously, wanting to grab his arm to increase her courage.
Di Yuan took a condescending glance, the girl in the short skirt was frozen in place, trembling close to Pantao.
Youyou's gaze immediately turned sharp, hiding a cold killing intent.
——Let me explain to everyone, Miss D touched Yuanyuan, and Yuanyuan said: Don't touch me, get out. Sister D touched the flat peach: If you dare to touch him, die!
——Upstairs, no one will obey you!
——Is it so good?
The teacher tremblingly took out a cigarette from his pocket: "No, you can find me after you finish your homework."
Mo Pantao, whose eyes became brighter and brighter, suddenly became angry.Aggrieved, he grabbed Di Yuan's clothes and said, "Let's go back and do our homework first."
The three returned to dormitory 419, Mo Pantao's cheeks puffed up, and he racked his brains to write a 'love letter'.
Di Yuan was full of emotions, waiting for the love letter with elation.
Mo Pantao's entire face was piled together: "How to write a love letter, it's so difficult."
Di Yuan sat beside him: "Shall I teach you?"
Mo Pantao's eyes lit up: "Really? Di Yuan, you know everything!"
Di Yuan's pupils are deep and unpredictable: "The beauty of peaches is like its flowers, but the reality is like Ye Zhenzhen."
So profound.Mo Pantao was dumbfounded.
His id is 'Tao Zhiyaoyao', which is a nickname given to him by his mother, although he doesn't understand the meaning.
—— Horror games are also so cruel to single dogs?
——Live broadcast confession, Yuanyuan, you are exposed.
The girl in the short skirt was speechless, went into the bathroom to tidy up, and interacted with the audience: "I even thought I became a light bulb just now."
——Hahaha, it’s not an illusion.
The girl in the short skirt walked out of the bathroom, and saw that the bedroom was empty, and she could hear the two of them getting tired before opening the door.
The girl in the short skirt was startled: "What's going on???"
Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.
The girl in the short skirt was taken aback, and swallowed suddenly: "The phone is ringing."
"Di Yuan! Pantao! Where are you!"
She ran out of the dormitory in fright, and the crooked and worn 419 number plate almost hit her face.
"Beauty—play with me—"
"Ah!!!" The short skirt girl almost collapsed into the 419 dormitory, her eyes were red with fright.
What to do, Fu!
right!Pantao took a picture on the wall!
The girl in the short skirt rushed to the corner in a panic, but saw nothing on the wall.
Trying to run again, she found that at some point, countless ghosts surrounded her, "Pick up the phone, answer the phone..."
The girl in the short skirt couldn't escape, her legs limp and fell to the ground, she happened to turn on the microphone: [You will die in the early hours of tomorrow, hehehe——]
"Ah!" Clutching her head, the girl in a short skirt curled up on the ground, breaking down and crying loudly.
boom--
Mo Pantao kicked the door open, drew a horizontal circle with his arm, a sharp arc spread out, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms permeated the air.
"Ah! Run!" The ghost who was baring its teeth and claws a second ago was cut off in the middle.
In the blink of an eye, the ghost escaped without a trace.
Mo Pantao stuck a talisman on the forehead of the girl in a short skirt, and directly punched out the possessed female ghost: "Looking for a substitute?"
The female ghost was terrified: "Yes, I'm sorry, I..."
Mo Pantao swiped the talisman paper in the air, and it turned into a long whip with faint golden light, wrapping her around and hitting her hard into the wall, and a talisman was pasted on it.
Simple and rude, he sealed another evil spirit in the wall.
——Damn it!Papa Peach is so cool!
— Good Sue!
The girl in the short skirt held her chest and panted violently, crying: "I, what's wrong with me?"
Mo Pantao: "This is 319."
The girl in the short skirt was startled, and her eyes widened suddenly: "No, it's impossible."
She had never been out of the dormitory at all, and if she said it was weird, it was after she opened the toilet door.Thinking of something, she spoke quickly: "Just now, I saw the house number! This is 419, even if the house number is old and rusty!"
Mo Pantao was stunned for a while, walked around the bedroom, and went to the door to have a look: "It's 319."
He pointed to a handprint on the table full of ashes: "This is what I left before."
The girl in the short skirt firmly believed what she saw: "This is 419!!"
Di Yuan: "Maybe, the one we live in is not the real 419."
The old dorm manager appeared at the door without a sound: "Didn't you say that you can't leave the dormitory when the lights are off? See what time it is?"
"Yes, I'm sorry." Mo Pantao bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and the three returned to the dormitory in despair.
Looking up again, it was already one o'clock in the morning.
With a burst of rapid footsteps, Fat Uncle and Handsome Guo rushed into the dormitory one after the other, trembling violently with fright.
"Close, close the door!"
The girl in the short skirt didn't recover very well, "What happened?"
When the two turned their heads, they shouted in horror: "Don't kill us! Ah!! Run!"
The girl in the short skirt was confused: "????"
The two talismans were pasted on their heads, and fresh air entered their heads. The two dazed men finally calmed down. They were still sweating coldly.
Shuai Guo swallowed his saliva: "Dead, handsome is dead. Sister D killed him..."
Girl in short skirt dies unjustly: "I don't have one!"
The author has something to say: By the way, if you have a cameo, you can mention it, and Mou Sen will consider it as appropriate~