I originally wanted to find an excuse not to go. But the class monitor said that if we invited a teacher this time, the teacher would also be there, so I hesitated and agreed to go.

In order to attend this party without being embarrassed, I gave full play to the jealousy skills of women. I took my cousin and baby shopping for two days and bought back a set of beautiful and expensive designer clothes.

In winter, in order to look good, the skirt inside should be beautiful, and the coat outside should also be beautiful. When you go to an air-conditioned place, you have to take off your coat.

But when I went there, I was still embarrassed. Damn, there's no comparison. I'm just a working-class family, how can I compare with others?

That's the car I drive. My car is a BMW, yes, but it's commonly known as a small sedan. It's the cheapest model among BMWs.

People drive cars that cost RMB 700 to 800 RMB, which are average. Two classmates drove RMB 100,000 cars to show off. They were girls, and they said it was a car given by their boyfriend. I just wanted to be angry to death.

other people's.

I originally put on nude makeup to show off my youthfulness. But as a result, everyone else wore exquisite makeup, so I became a clear noodle and a foil.

Fortunately, I have a good figure and look good in clothes, otherwise my clothes would be on the bottom.

The monitor ordered a table of food at the most expensive hotel in our city. I ate there with peace of mind because I knew there would be people rushing to pay the bill. There were fourteen people, including teachers.

Among the four or nine women, they are much more presentable than me. Why can't it be my turn to pay the bill?

At the dinner table, everyone gradually started chatting. They talked about what happened in school. Those exquisite makeup turned out to be just appearances. In fact, they were not just those familiar people who knew the color of their underwear.

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Talking about how in the past, when a group of us had to work on our graduation project, we would close the door of the studio, take off three o'clock to dissipate the heat, and spread curtains on the drawing board to play mahjong all night long. Everyone seemed to be laughing so hard that they felt like they were back in time.

At that time.

Because at that time, I had already moved out to live with my brother, so I had no part in the jokes they told in the dormitory. I originally wanted to go back earlier to sleep with the baby. But our teacher said something

, attracted my attention.

Our teacher is a short and fat male teacher. It is said that he is a national second-level talent training and his profession is very good.

He was talking about the female students he taught who were in the class after us. He said that it was also the time when they were working on their graduation works.

What I said about catching up on the project was actually the last semester. I didn’t attend any classes and only had two tasks: internship and handing in my graduation project.%&*”;No matter what method I used, I handed in these two things at the end of the semester anyway.

You can graduate successfully.

At the beginning of the semester, various forms were distributed and various requirements were stated, and then there was a whole semester of free activities. The norm was that everyone either practiced or had fun. Anyway, the graduation project was made day and night in the last two weeks.

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It happened during those two weeks. At that time, it was very close to the time to hand in the works. Many of the internship students had already returned to school, and they all gathered in the studio to work on their works.

It is normal for art to stay up all night. So the studio gradually started to have more things. In summer, even girls can survive in the studio for an entire night with just a blanket.

The studios of our graduating class are all in the form of groups. Each group has a small room, only about ten or twenty square meters. A girl named Xiaoyan died mysteriously in such a studio.

When she died, all her clothes were stripped off and her hands were tied behind her back, but there were no signs of sexual assault.

Because this incident happened during the May Day holiday, it was sealed off. The school also sealed the windows and doors of the small studio. The medical examiner's report was that he died suddenly, and there was no trace of anyone else in the entire studio.

trace.

This story made everyone's hair stand on end. The boy said that it was a pervert who took off his clothes, but the pervert made him impotent.

Everyone laughed, and I asked: "Teacher, why do you need to seal the windows and doors in the future?"

Although the school respects customs, it is obviously not a custom to seal the windows and doors after a murder. And for a national institution like the school, it should not be rashly sealing a studio. Unless it is forced to do so.

of.

The teacher asked everyone to calm down and continued: "Actually, there were many people working overtime in the studio next door that night. When someone came out to use the toilet, they said they saw the girl chatting with a man. They thought it was her boyfriend accompanying her.

She stayed up all night. She also heard the man ask her, 'Do you have any rope here?'"

As soon as the teacher finished speaking, Liu Pan, who was sitting next to me, was so shocked that he broke the water glass in front of him.

Some students said angrily: "What are you afraid of? In those studios, none of us have spent all night there?"

Liu Pan didn't even clean up the broken cup. He looked pale, bit his lip, and didn't speak.

It was better for me to simply clean her up and stop everyone from stepping on her. A considerate boy on the side also noticed something was wrong with her and asked her what was wrong, if she felt uncomfortable or something.

Several girls said angrily that the good atmosphere was broken by Liu Pan.

Liu Pan hugged herself and started crying. I was the closest to her and I was a girl, so I hugged her and asked: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What are you telling us, don't keep crying like this."

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Liu Pan wiped his tears, sniffed, and said after a while: "I also met that man in that studio, and he also asked me if I had a rope. He...he...he is not a human being."

Everyone's understanding of this sentence is... Immediately, a boy asked: "Liu Pan, why didn't you say anything at that time?"

"You couldn't have been raped, right? You should have called the police!"

"There are classmates next door. If you shout, someone will hear you. Don't you resist?"

I yelled: "Don't talk! Listen to Liu Pan clearly." My intuition was that she didn't mean to express her understanding when she said she was not a human being.

Liu Pan was still crying in a low voice, and the makeup on her face was already smeared, but she didn't care. She wiped her tears with the tissue on the dining table and said, "I accidentally saw his feet.

Under his pants is a pair of shoes, and you can see under his pants that are raised because he sat down... he has no feet."

Everyone was quiet for a while. The teacher let out a heavy breath. It seemed that he should have known this for a long time.

One man asked dully: "Why is he wearing shoes if he has no feet?"

Then the boy next to him slapped him on the back of the head and said, "It's a ghost."

The teacher nodded and said, "Yes, after Xiaoyan's death, the school hired someone to look at what was going on. They said the studio was unclean, so they sealed the doors and windows."

As a result, the girls' interest was aroused, and everyone asked Liu Pan to make it clear.

After calming down for a while, Liu Pan finally talked about what happened that night. She said that it was during the May Day holiday, and there were only a few days left before the graduation project was due on May 17. At that time, many classmates

They have already started to stay up all night.

It's said that it was an all-nighter, but actually everyone worked hard on painting in the first half of the night. Usually after twelve o'clock, they started to play mahjong and cards, etc., and didn't go to bed until three o'clock.

At twelve o'clock, many people began to gather at the table to play mahjong and cards. Everyone in Liu Pan's studio also went to other studios to gather at the table. She was the only one in the studio who was still busy working on her works.

Then she heard a knock on the door, raised her head, and saw a man standing at the door of the studio. The man was very handsome, and he seemed to be about the same age as them. The man walked in and started discussing her works with her.

His words were very professional, and he must have studied art. So Liu Pan thought he was an intern art teacher from the school. He was in a lower grade class, so he didn't recognize him.

Later, when they were both tired, they sat on that chair and talked a lot. It was no longer just works, but also life, love, and he also talked about his girlfriend.

He looked even more handsome when he smiled. He said that his girlfriend who he had broken up with was 164 in height and had a waist of 2 feet. Then he asked Liu Pan if there was any rope here. He wanted to compare her waist with his girlfriend's waist, which one was thinner?

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After chatting for so long, Liu Pan was sure that he was not a bad person, and she had an intuition in her heart that he was the trainee teacher. So she was not wary at all, and went to the studio next door to ask for rope. What she got was the kind used by lower grades to tie easels.

, a nylon rope that prevented the easel from falling over easily. But she took the rope back to the studio.

At that time, she saw the man sitting on the chair, leaning forward, modifying her work for her. Because of this action, his trousers were pulled up a little, and Liu Pan saw his ankles like that.

In other words, you can't see his ankles at all. He has no ankles or feet, and there is just a pair of shoes under his pants.

Why does he have shoes without feet?

Liu Pan has been living in the school dormitory. She has also heard many ghost stories, and the ghosts in those ghost stories have no legs.

Liu Pan threw away the nylon rope and fled to another studio. She did not dare to tell others about it, and the huge fear left her speechless.

And today, she cried for so long before telling us about this matter that had been buried in her heart for many years.

After talking about this, she started crying again, and while crying, she said that it was a good thing that she saw that he had no feet that year, otherwise, she might have had the same result as Xiaoyan.

Everyone comforted Liu Pan. When the last gathering broke up because of this incident, everyone was in a bad mood. We arranged for a male classmate to accompany Liu Pan back home, and asked two female classmates to beat Liu Pan's husband.

After talking about the matter on the phone, everyone dispersed.

I saw many people getting into the car, so I quietly walked up to the teacher and asked, "Teacher, who is looking after the school?"
Chapter completed!