Chapter 107:

"Playing the piano, what are you talking about?"
Ning Xiuli looked suspicious: "There is no piano sound here, I only hear you yelling all the time!"
Ning Xiuli's expression was extremely unkind. She felt that the child was very slippery and dared to lie in front of her, planning to teach him a lesson.
But as soon as she raised her hand, Bai Yan immediately said, "Teacher, I didn't lie. Lin Miaomiao is still playing the piano inside. If you don't believe me, you can go in and watch!"
Bai Yan's pledge made Ning Xiuli put down her arms and decided to believe him for the time being.
After Liwei in the morning, she didn't believe that there were students in the class who would dare not accept her.
So, she stood at the door and looked inside, and she really saw a little girl and a man sitting in front of the piano, with four hands of different sizes placed on the black, black and white keys, and they kept pressing on the keys.
Both the girl and the man are slanted and slanted, as if they have a long spine, sitting in an uncomfortable posture, and looking at their backs makes people cold.
The light in the utility room is very dark, and all the debris is covered with a layer of gray, so the color of the entire room is dark.
However, the ball was covered with gray and still couldn't hide its original red color.
The colorful cans, broken wallpaper, and worn-out guitars...Under the gray dust, their original colors still exist, trying to add a touch of color to this dark room.
In contrast to these things, the two people sitting in the middle stand out.
The clothes of the two of them were normal, but their skin was a weird grayish white, like a faded old photo, in which two long-lost dead men played the piano.
In an instant, Ning Xiuli understood everything.
Why is there no sound on the piano?
The piano played by the dead is naturally silent!
At a glance, Ning Xiuli could distinguish their identities.
They are ghosts!
They must be ghosts!
Ning Xiuli's breathing stagnated, she almost screamed and closed the door, locked the door firmly with the key, and let out a sigh of relief, but the fear under her eyes was still there, and there was still lingering panic on her face. .
Ning Xiuli stepped back and saw Bai Yan standing on the side. She thought that her gaffe just now was seen by this little bunny. The unending fear suddenly turned into anger, so she slapped it high and gave it to This dead boy was stunned and his heart became more balanced.
Seeing the red marks appearing on Bai Yan's face, Ning Xiuli immediately felt much better. Xin said that hitting these dead children is a good way to reduce stress.
After hitting, Ning Xiuli was still a little unhappy. She wanted to hit him a few more times, but she didn’t have a pointer in her hand. She was afraid that she didn’t kill him, so she could only give up with a sneer. What are you doing? Go to my office and get me tape and scissors! Hurry up! I'll give you another slap in a minute!"
Bai Yan covered her hot face without saying a word. As soon as Ning Xiuli finished her voice, she ran to the office.
The corridor leading to the office needs to pass the picture of the headmistress.
As he ran over, the headmistress' eyes moved with it, and there was still a kind smile on her face, but it was a little stranger than last time.
On the way to the office by Bai Yan, Ning Xiuli stood alone in the empty corridor, full of insecurity
Just after working in the ‘Special Zone’ for a day, she met several ghosts. Can she really go out alive?
Also, the girl playing the piano with her back to her was Lin Miaomiao, and she was deeply impressed by this girl who was given two coaches by her.
She knew that there were ghosts in the Special Zone, but she did not expect that these dead children would become ghosts when they died in the Special Zone!
Is this an isolated phenomenon, or one more ghost after death?
When she thought about it a few days later, she was standing in front of the podium to give a lecture, but under the podium were a group of blue-faced children who were ‘listening’ in a gloomy manner, and Ning Xiuli was covered in cold sweats.
"No, it won't be like this. It is this dead child who is particularly unlucky that will become such a dead thing! The other dead children are dead if they die, and they won't be resurrected! They are just a bunch of bitch's trash , Even the doesn't want them, just rely on this group of trash and have the ability to become ghosts?!"
Ning Xiuli gritted her teeth and spit, but she felt guilty in her heart, making her intestines blue with regret.
I knew that she didn't spend so much money before!
When Ning Xiuli was in university, she fell into the habit of admiring vanity. She enjoyed the luxurious dress and the envy, jealousy and hatred eyes of girls of the same age.
The jealousy of those poor ghosts made her want to stop, and made her feel superior. Every time she walked past the shabby classmates with her head raised, she couldn't express her pleasure, and even more chased this wonderful pleasure. sense.
Therefore, she has become more and more obsessed with brand-name bags and various brand-name clothing and accessories. With her ordinary family conditions, she naturally does not have so much money to spend.
She had tried her best to beat and scold the two old men in the family and squeezed a lot of money from them, but the savings of these two old men could not support her extravagant expenses.
So, in desperation, she had no choice but to move the two old men unconscious into the car, tearfully creating the illusion of a car accident, and cheated a huge amount of insurance from the insurance company.
However, human desire. Hope will never be satisfied.
The insurance premium paid by the insurance company was enough for a person to live a prosperous life, but under her extravagant profligacy, the money was quickly spent.
Without money, you can't buy the latest clothes or bags.
Ning Xiuli desperately wants to give up this extravagant hobby.
However, her parents died a long time ago, and she could not let them die again and continue to make money for her.
Seeing that she could not afford the latest clothes, she was laughed at by those who had been despised by her before.
Ning Xiuli gritted her teeth and simply applied for a lot of credit cards to keep up with the goods, and finally supported her for a while and maintained her face.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Soon after, she was blocked by many banks, and she could no longer borrow money from regular channels.
So naked. Goods, loan sharks, betrayal of the body... She has used all sorts of tricks, and it is logical to fall.
Soon, she fell into the abyss, exhausted all means and could no longer afford the loan shark.
The loan sharks were all dark-hearted characters, and after they were sure she could not pay, they began cruel collection of debts.
They sold all her brand-name clothes and brand-name bags, which made her feel more painful than her dead parents.
However, this is not the end. This group of loan sharks felt that she was making money too slowly, and forced her to sign up to work in the ‘Special Zone’. She was beaten so badly that she could not bear it and agreed. But now she would rather be beaten every day than stay in the Special Zone for another second!
Distracted, Bai Yan staggered over with a roll of tape and scissors.
Ning Xiuli picked up the scissors and looked at the thin boy with malice in her heart.
Those painful memories made her very irritable. Now she wanted to insert the scissors into the boy's eyes and torture him well.
But she was afraid, she was afraid of killing someone by mistake, so she could only pick up the scissors and draw a blood mark on the boy's face.
"Too slow! Going to after running for so long?"
For a six-year-old child, this speed is already very fast. However, Ning Xiuli doesn't care about these things. It is not easy for her to find fault to beat and scold, she can beat others by the way without reason.
Pointing to the nose and cursing the boy again, Ning Xiuli felt more comfortable.
She pulled the tape and sealed the door with tape fearfully.
She knew that this would not work, but still clinging to a fluke, she closed the door tremblingly.
Ning Xiuli was thinking about finding another teacher tomorrow, and working together to nail the door with wood, trapping the two ghosts in the utility room.
Thinking about it, she saw Bai Yan another breath.
If it wasn't for these dead children who were too young to be in line, she would still use her own body, risking tape on her own?
Needless to say, she slapped Bai Yan again, making Bai Yan especially confused-what did I do wrong?
Ning Xiuli hit people too casually, so Bai Yan couldn't understand the rules.
Because Bai Yan was accustomed to pain, he didn't cry.
His calm look made Ning Xiuli even more unhappy.
Seeing that Ning Xiuli's eyes are not good, there is a tendency to hit him crying without crying, and the white warning bell is loud. Before the brain reacts, the body squeezes out two tears obediently, imitating other children crying, and begins to silently But weep.
He didn't even dare to cry, and he really pleased Ning Xiuli.
However, although Ning Xiuli stopped her slap, she did not let him go.
Although these dead children are not useful, but they are six years old, can they always do some housework?
So, Ning Xiuli said in a commanding tone: "After eating every night, you have to go to my private office to clean up and clean it up for me! If I see a hair on the ground, I will strip your skin. , Did you hear that?"
"I see, Teacher Ning."
The little arm can't twist the thigh, facing Ning Xiuli's power, a weak and helpless child like Bai Yan can only succumb.
After sealing the iron gate, it was almost time for class in the afternoon.
According to the requirements of the ‘special zone’, students’ schedules must be arranged according to the timetable every day, and one class must be no less.
Although Ning Xiuli feels that this is purely full of food and support, these dead children can't get out even after they have learned knowledge.
But she cannot resist the ‘Special Zone’, just like she is a dog in front of loan sharks, no matter how ridiculous the request, she must be meticulously implemented, and she cannot tolerate her own claims in this regard.