: The first night of self-study has not yet started, and the sky outside has been darkened.

Ning Meng wandered into the school from home, and from here you could see the outside of the school's auditorium and the shadow puppet troupe walking in.
Since the last time the head teacher said that he could ask questions, some boys in the class always like to run there when there is nothing to do. When they come back, they are disappointed and nothing fun.
Asked why they didn’t perform, the shadow puppet troupe didn’t.
Ning Meng felt curious. Since young people are interested now, they should spread it even more. She didn't say anything.
It feels a little strange.
But she didn't ask in the past. After checking the time, she rang the bell after twenty minutes. She simply turned to go there.
In the first two days of school, she had not yet completed the school, and only knew the third year of high school. The auditorium was the last time she saw the administration building.
The design is very beautiful and has a unique style.
Ning Meng entered through the gate. There were rows of red chairs inside. The lights were not bright and the stage was not bright. The group of people who entered just now did not know where they were.
The back of the stage is not big.
Ning Meng walked over gently, and she saw a few busy figures and some tools that seemed to be acting, which she had never seen before.
As she walked forward, she found a paper man on the ground.
The paper man has a very ordinary appearance, with two eyes, a nose and a mouth, only the joints are fixed with strange things, the body is painted red and green, and the skin is pale white.
Ning Meng looked at the paper figures on the floor and found it strange. It was not like what I saw on TV. Moreover, when the time comes, the performance will be shadows, so what to do with colorful colors.
She asked in her mind: "Why do you still paint?"
The system said: "The custom left before is red men and green women. Just like paper-making people, this shadow puppet troupe uses paper-cutting, so you must follow the habit."
Ning Meng asked again: "Can you use other things in shadow puppetry?"
The system explained:
There are very few paper-cuts, usually processed leather products carved with a knife, so they are called shadow puppets.

In other words, this shadow puppet theater is even more special.
By coincidence, the old man in the shadow puppet theater came over, put the paper figures on the ground away, and put them on the table seriously.
The paper man is not as thin as she thought, but thick.
The old man turned his head and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the little girl?"
He has a dumb voice, and if he weren't close, I wouldn't be able to hear what was being said.
Ning Meng pointed to the paper man on the ground, and asked curiously, "Grandpa, why is there only one frame on the side of the eye?"
Cut out a hole in black, how ugly.
The old man looked at her up and down, then smiled and said, "Paper people, you can't draw eyes. Because once you draw, it will live."
Ning Meng clearly said with a smile, but a cold sweat broke out.
When she recovered, the old man had already walked in with the paper man just now, and left a sentence: "Don't come here if you are okay."
This sentence came abruptly.
Ning Meng was still puzzled when he got out of the auditorium and had to ask the system for help: "What does he mean? Why don't I understand."
Even if you don't understand, it still feels a bit creepy.
The system said indifferently: "Oh, if you are afraid that you will disturb the papermaker, you should go there less, study hard, and make progress every day."
As soon as the last sentence came out, Ning Meng thought of the so-called suicide note she left to Shi Qi, and she wanted to laugh.
At the time, she didn't know what it was.
Then thinking of the villain in the novel, she wanted to establish a correct thought and outlook on life for him, so she left such a sentence.
I don't know what expression Shi Qi saw.
She instantly forgot about the shadow puppet troupe, and returned to the classroom cheerfully. The bell rang when she was seated.
Late self-study has always been to do test papers and homework.
The teacher was watching from above and occasionally came down to inspect. Ning Meng couldn't be lazy, and she still had to study hard.
However, she was tired without finishing a test paper.
Ning Meng bit her pen for half a minute, taking a peek at what Qi was doing.
As a qualified grandma, observe that the grandson is fine.
And she is now his deskmate, this perspective is really appropriate.
She pretended to look at Shi Qi inadvertently, but was stunned before she could see clearly, and she opened her mouth for a long time without speaking.
There was a paper man lying on the window.
It was the one she saw in the auditorium today. The eyes of the original black hole were drawn, and the body joints were modified so that they could move.
The paper man was pasted on the window. Except for some spots on his face, the skin was pale.
There are white eyeballs embedded in the eye sockets, except that the eyeballs are dark and can not be seen at a glance.
Logically speaking, it should reflect the dark night behind her, but Ning Meng felt that the depths of her eye sockets were somewhere else, which was very scary.
Didn't Grandpa say that you can't draw eyes?
Ning Meng wondered, why this paper man had his eyes painted on again, so he really came alive like this?
Seeing her staring at him, the paper man suddenly grinned like a red line, raised a faint arc, and smiled strangely.
The movable body crawled to the window, and after a while, the whole piece of glass was filled with its body.
There are no buildings behind this building in the third year of high school, and some of them are grass and distant walls, so the paper people line up the dark background behind them, which is even more terrifying.
Ning Meng swallowed, her whole body trembling.
This is much more terrifying than the little ghost last night. This paper man is obviously not right. Its flat body is attached to the glass, illuminated by the light, and the color is strange.
She couldn't help pushing Shi Qi who was doing homework.
When Qi Qi looked like he didn't notice anything, the peripheral light flitted across the window sill, the corners of his lips bend, and he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Ning Meng pointed out the window and did not dare to speak.
Shi Qi turned his head to look, and it was only then that Ning Meng discovered that the crumpled paper man on the glass had disappeared, without a trace, as if he had never been here.
She was a little incredulous, rubbing her eyes.
I couldn't have read it wrong just now. The paper man must have been lying on the glass and smiling at her, climbing up.
Shi Qi turned around again and looked at her.
Ning Meng scratched her head awkwardly, and explained, "...I want you to open the window... to breathe..."
She felt embarrassed by this excuse.
Shi Qi nodded, but said, "The air conditioner is turned on in the classroom."
But he still opened a gap, twisted his fingertips on the windowsill quietly, and withdrew his hand.
Soon, the outside air was poured in, which was a bit different from the stuffy inside.
Ning Meng was depressed and thanked, "Thank you."
She sat down, pretending to be writing a test paper, and secretly asked the system: "I was dazzled just now, why did that paper man suddenly disappear?"
The system thought for a while, and said: "Maybe you are afraid of your grandson and ran away."
This answer... Ning Meng thinks it makes sense. After all, her grandson can give orders to all kinds of ghosts, and it's not a matter of a paper man.
It's better to sit with your grandson, the ghosts dare not come to her.
Shi Qi stared at his fingertips, there was a small amount of powder on them, he rubbed them with two fingers, and a cool sensation went up his nerves.
But it disappeared soon.
He already knew what was coming outside, but he didn't expect that he ran away. It seems that there are quite a few of the same in the school.
But the reaction at the table made him very satisfied.
After doing a few questions, Ning Meng couldn't help it anymore, she secretly looked out the window.
Sure enough, I saw the paper man again. This time he changed his posture and lay on the glass. The expression on his face also changed, becoming abominable and terrifying.
Her changes are at a glance.
He nodded his lips with a pen and asked quietly, "What are you shaking?"
Ning Meng stared at the window, and the paper man was still looking at her, grinning at her, his body was flat with a piece of paper, which was very ordinary, but unreasonably scary.
Looking at Shi Qi who was staring at her again, her body froze slightly.
Turning her mind, Ning Meng decided to give herself some face.
She turned her head to herself, without blinking her eyes, and said calmly: "The temperature of the air conditioner is too low, I'm cold."
long, long ago.
Grandma was shaking in a hot day.
Then he said he was afraid of cold.
"The Little Diary that Shi Qi Secretly Hidden"