"Is this table...just here?"

Zhang Tingfei felt something was wrong.

But just as he turned around and was about to open the door, there was another harsh sound of the corner of the table scratching the ground in his ears.

This time, Zhang Tingfei heard it sincerely and almost immediately looked at the desk that seemed to be much closer to him, and felt his scalp numb.

Is there really a ghost?

As soon as this thought came to my mind, Zhang Tingfei immediately dispelled: "No, there is no ghost in this world. After all, I am a firm materialist, well, this must be like this!"

It seemed to be to prove that his point of view was indeed correct. While he said, he walked over carefully with his cell phone.

During this process, he even forgot to interact with his fans. He came to the desk and stared at a yellowed Chinese book on it for a while before he quietly relaxed his anger. Sure enough, I was just too concerned just now.

"Sorry, dear guys."

Zhang Tingfei explained to his phone: "I was attracted by this table just now because I think the Chinese textbooks on it may allow me to find some necessary clues, but it's a pity..."

While smiling, he opened the first few pages of the Chinese language book with his hands and said, "The clue is not in this book."

After saying that, Zhang Tingfei was about to leave.

But at this moment, the sound of a page turning sound came from my ears.

When he looked down, Zhang Tingfei was shocked to find that the Chinese language books on the desktop were automatically turned without wind and began to flip backwards continuously.

"Brother Fei, what are you doing inside? Open the door quickly!"

Chen Lei's anxious voice came from outside the door.

However, Zhang Tingfei was not in the mood to pay attention to him. He just looked at the Chinese book with horror. It was difficult to understand why this thing started to move by himself.

Then, Zhang Tingfei glanced around and twice. Although there was no one around, his heart couldn't help but start to feel a little panicked.

Subconsciously, he suddenly covered the Chinese document with his hands.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he soon found a desk trembling in his direction with his feet trembling, shaking a buzzing sound on the ground.

In this scene, it seemed like someone was slowly pushing forward behind the table. Zhang Tingfei was so scared that he spilled his hands. The Apple machine used for live broadcast fell to the ground with a click. Zhang Tingfei's heart ached a little.

At this moment, the table's advancement speed suddenly accelerated, and the harsh sound scratching the ground was like a cold beast. He looked at the direction where Zhang Tingfei was and chased after him.

"Ghost!"

Zhang Tingfei was so scared that his face turned pale. No matter what happened, he screamed and rushed to the door and opened the lock hanging on it.

"Brother Fei!"

Chen Lei looked at Zhang Tingfei who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of surprise.

But before he could say the words behind him, Zhang Tingfei instantly showed a glad expression that he had finally found the organization, hid behind him, and his voice trembled a little: "Ghost, ghost! There is ghost inside!"

"Brother Fei, calm down first!"

Chen Lei was a little confused. He didn't understand how Zhang Tingfei, who had always claimed to be a materialist, could have said such words. He asked patiently: "Brother Fei, you said there is a ghost, but I didn't see it."

"Tables, they are moving by themselves!"

Zhang Tingfei's tone was rapid, and he obviously hadn't calmed down yet.

"Table book?"

Chen Lei was a little skeptical. After all, Zhang Tingfei's previous image was too deeply rooted in his mind. Could it be that the desk and notebook in the classroom were moved by themselves as Brother Fei said?

After swallowing, Chen Lei walked into the classroom alone and observed carefully.

The first scene he saw the two tables placed irregularly in the classroom and a yellowed Chinese document.

Didn't move?

Chen Lei looked around for a long time, but finally bit his teeth and walked to the table with Chinese language books. He held the book in his hand and flipped it over and over again.

"Brother Fei, you're not seeing hallucinations?"

Chen Lei turned around and looked at Zhang Tingfei who was hiding behind the door and looking here with a speechless look.

Faced with all this, Zhang Tingfei was just stunned, but he still couldn't help but feel confused about it. Could it be that what he just saw was really just an illusion? But this is not right! The hallucination cannot be so real, right?

Looking at Zhang Tingfei with a tangled face, Chen Lei thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Brother Fei! I have a bold guess. Do you think it was the very thin man who was standing at the school gate before? Because we had a dispute with him, we came to deal with you on purpose?"

"deliberately?"

Although Zhang Tingfei's eyes gradually became brighter, his tone was still a little hesitant: "I admit that what you said makes sense, but I did see the table moving before. How should I explain this?"

"This must be a method that the guy used that we don't know."

Chen Lei said: "Anyway, Brother Fei, think about it carefully. If there were really ghosts, why wouldn't these tables be moved now? I think this must be because that guy knew that I exposed his plan, so he ran away."

“It makes sense.”

Zhang Tingfei nodded.

Although the previous scene almost subverted his unswerving materialist perception, if it could be said reasonably, he was still willing to believe Chen Lei's assumption.

"Brother Fei, your phone is broken!"

Chen Lei suddenly screamed strangely and picked up an Apple phone with a broken screen from the ground.

Zhang Tingfei took it over and looked at it, and found that it would be impossible if he wanted to broadcast live again now.

So his face immediately turned dark, and Chen Lei said angrily: "It's too much! Brother Fei, let's settle the score with that guy. Damn it, I think we're so bullying. I don't know how many fans we will lose this time..."

"good."

Zhang Tingfei nodded. Although losing his fans will indeed make him feel a little painful, what makes him even more angry is that he is being fooled.

After all, he always boasted of himself as a firm materialist, but tonight he not only lost his composure, but even shouted loudly in the process several times during the process!

When he thought of it, a strong anger popped up in his heart, waiting to find the thin man to teach him a lesson.

But what about it in fact?

The real initiator Luo Tiange had already left that place and stepped onto the stairs to the classroom on the fourth floor.

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ps:

Thank you to "Chu Xuan" for giving this book Qidian coins and becoming the first helm leader in this book, Momoda!!!

So here I decide to spend a day without working overtime tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and update it! If you have time, you will also update it.

In addition, thank you for the book list of "Queen Yi Mengxi". I am happy (〃'▽'〃), thank you!

I worked overtime very late tonight, so I’m just updating now, sorry!
Chapter completed!