Li Bowen.

In her memory, Li Bowen's grades are at most the midstream level, but his whole body is a famous brand, and he is a typical son.

It is said that the headmaster is also his cousin.

How could Teacher Su let Song Zhongan surpass Li Bowen.

Even if, as they said, Song Zhongan can't catch up with the progress of the course, it should be at the same level as Li Bowen.

But in Mr. Su's mouth, Li Bowen seems to be at a good level.

It seemed that she had to find a chance to check Li Bowen again, her instinct told her.

Li Bowen has a problem.

By the time Li Qingruo arrived at the cafeteria, the students had almost gone, and only a few scattered people were laughing and playing.

She had to hurry, but when she saw the food in the window, she was dumbfounded.

Because the girl who was hanging behind her was the student who was killed in the previous classes.

Now they have white bones on their bodies, but fortunately, they haven't had time to use the knife on their faces before they can be recognized.

And in front of the window, there is also bloody flesh and skin.

"Classmate, do you want something to eat?" the cafeteria aunt had a cold face.

Li Qingruo subconsciously stepped back, but the soles of his feet slipped and he almost fell.

The

soles of the feet are also covered with sticky blood.

But she had to eat anyway, or she would starve to death if she was hungry.

So she plucked up the courage: "Please give me a vegetarian dish." "

The aunt pursed her lips, and she poured a lump of bean sprouts and rice into the tray.

After swiping the meal card, Li Qingruo finished the meal as quickly as possible.

When she came out of the dining room, the sun was slanting to the west.

She didn't dare to delay any longer, but fortunately the dormitory building and the dining hall were next to each other.

No, Li Qingruo suddenly realized that in her memory, there was a wisteria bridge between the dormitory building and the cafeteria.

Her memories have been tampered with!

Li Qingruo didn't dare to be careless, she followed her memory to find the original dormitory.

But which is her dormitory and which is her bed?

There are two rows of trash cans in front of the dormitory, and there are used cardboard boxes neatly placed next to the trash cans.

Between the calcium carbide firelight, Li Qingruo thought of the dormitory manager.

The dormitory manager needs to check the number of people in the dormitory every day, so she knows exactly who is in which dormitory.

She walked to the door of the communication room, knocked on the door, and before she could speak.

Like a barrel of explosives that has been ignited, the dormitory manager threw the things in her hand to the ground and opened the door.

"302, are you sick, come back so late every day, believe it or not, I told your teacher!".

After getting the information he wanted, Li Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief.

But she is particularly sensitive to telling the teacher about it.

But as a student, she should study harder.

Li Qingruo's tears came as soon as he said it, "Auntie, you also know that I just transferred this semester, I don't have a good foundation, so I can only spend more time on studying, so it's too late to come back." "

The originally irritable dormitory manager was stunned for a moment, "Forget it, you go back quickly, and the teacher will come to check the dormitory in two minutes." "

Two minutes, that's still too late.

Li Qingruo thanked him and immediately jumped up the stairs, and when he reached 302, he found that the door was locked.

How so.

Just when she was overwhelmed.

There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

Her heart was crumbled.

What to do.

Just as she was about to duck into the public toilet a few steps away, she heard the sound of something rubbing.

She stopped.

Sure enough, the person who came was the dormitory manager's aunt.

The

dormitory manager was still dragging a bundle of cardboard boxes in her hand, and she strode over and kicked the wooden door of 302 hard.

"Open the door. "

Soon, the door that had been locked opened open.

The dormitory is a six-person dormitory.

But there were three empty beds.

There are three bunk beds on each side of the wall, with luggage on the top bunk and sleeping on the bottom

There are two empty beds in the middle, and one in the innermost, and the dormitory is shady, and that one is particularly damp and dark.

There were still a few brown marks on the bed's futon.

Almost without hesitation, Li Qingruo chose the darkest and dampest bed in the corner, with some stains.

Just as Li Qingruo was about to go in, the dormitory manager aunt pulled her, and then let go.

Waiting for the dormitory manager to leave, she walked to the bedside.

Based on previous experience, it is not difficult to deduce.

Song Zhongan was bullied.

The dormitories are graded.

The middle bed is of the highest grade, and the one near the switch is responsible for turning on and off the light.

And the poorestly lit, the coldest and dampest corners, are the beds of the people with the lowest status in the dormitory.

According to school rules, shoes must be neatly placed at the foot of the bed.

When she was lying on the bed, she suddenly remembered.

When Auntie kicked the door just now, it seemed that no one opened the door.

The door was opened by itself.

At that moment, the door that had been closed began to creak again.

Someone came in.

Li Qingruo adjusted his breathing and pretended to be asleep.

Footsteps drew closer.

There was a long pause at the head of her bed.

Waiting for the footsteps to leave, Li Qingruo still didn't open his eyes.

Soon, a dark shadow covered the sunlight.

She forcibly suppressed her breathing, allowing it to be smooth and soft.

In about three minutes, the shadow left.

Li Qingruo's hand clutched the soaked note tightly in his hand.

After the teacher who confirmed the dormitory had completely left, she curled up and used a quilt and pillow to form a relatively closed environment.

Although the note in his hand was stained with sweat, he could still distinguish the handwriting.

The rules are supplemented, and the four big characters are at the top of the note, which is particularly eye-catching.

At least one of the above rules is tainted and its accuracy is questionable.

The love of parents is selfless, and their starting point is for your good. It is not possible for parents to show up on campus, and if they do, please expel them as soon as possible, otherwise the teacher will be angry.

If you have doubts, you can go to the office and seek answers. It must not be discovered by the teacher.

Taking advantage of your lunch break to go to the classroom to study can improve your academic performance faster, and if someone stops you, ignore it.

It is necessary to eat in the cafeteria, the food in the supermarket is not clean, and eating it will make you upset. However, if you are too hungry after the evening self-study, you can buy some green packaged cookies to fill your stomach.

Mr. Zhu is very irritable, but he is friendly, please don't be afraid of him.

You

are not allowed to leave the dormitory during lunch break and night break, and if necessary, avoid the night teacher and contact the dormitory manager. If you can, you can give the dormitory manager some discarded items and she will be happy to help you.

Walking alone in the hallway at night, no matter what you hear, don't look back.

If a classmate hurts you, try to seek help from your parents so that your teachers don't find out.

If your grades improve, there may be unexpected surprises.

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