The first class of the new semester is from the class teacher.

The class ringtone was just ringing, and the vague whispering sound was not enough to stop. The head teacher put down the chalk and turned around, sweeping his stern eyes by, and a few whispering students immediately shut up.

"Sur." Zhu Yun lowered her voice: "Stop writing."

My deskmate, who was writing hard for the holiday homework, paused his pen tip, thinking that the last sentence was missing, so he decided to finish it quickly.

A wind blew in my face.

Many people were in front of me, and the air flow rate was different. Sur didn't want to look up because he had already expected what kind of scene he would see.

One hand reached out: "Pick it up."

With the pity of his deskmate, Sur put the newly released homework on the table.

The head teacher glanced at him: "What are you writing?"

Sur answered truthfully: "I'm not finished with a new semester plan."

The head teacher narrowed his eyes, and one word determined his destiny: "Mind."

Suer had no choice but to read according to the sloppy handwriting: "In the new semester, I will study hard and resolutely not do things that have nothing to do with the classroom..."

A burst of laughter rang out.

Zhu Yun turned her head away, her shoulders kept shaking, and even the class teacher was amused and crying. She originally wanted to scold her, but she couldn't bear it when she saw the boy's dark circles... This is the oldest child in the class. It is said that because her parents were mentally injured, she took a break for two years. The principal specially instructed to take more care of her.

I swallowed back what I was going to say, but the head teacher confiscated the new semester plan and emphasized again: "The senior year is very important."

Sur nodded, looking like he was taught.

After a while of delay, a class passed quickly. After the head teacher left the classroom, Zhu Yun joked: "Everyone told you not to write."

Sur turned his pen boredly: "What era is it? I still have to write a new semester plan."

As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes.

Several students gathered in the corridor. They were close to the door and could easily hear sporadic conversations. Zhu Yun found the hand cream and wiped his hands: "The books are sealed, and they are still discussing."

Sur: "What book?"

"Seven Days and Seven Nights." Zhu Yun said: "The scale is super large, and the content is dark and terrifying. I heard that someone committed suicide after watching it, and now he has been banned from the entire network."

Suer raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect you to be familiar with these things."

Zhu Yun said, "I heard from others too."

Sur: "Who said that?"

Zhu Yun was about to open her mouth, but suddenly she choked again and couldn't remember it for a moment.

Suer gently hit her with his elbow: "Creating a friend out of nothing?"

"I really haven't seen it." Seeing that the explanation was not understandable, Zhu Yun was too lazy to talk to him, and buried her head on the table to make up for her sleep.

The smile on Suer's face gradually disappeared. "Seven Days and Seven Nights" really became popular half a year ago. It seemed that everyone knew it, but they had never watched it. Everyone had a curiosity. He had tried to search for resources online, but unfortunately he got nothing.

Nothing can be completely blocked. As long as you have patience, you can always find it online. But this book is different, either a web page 404 or a fake resource to cheat clicks.

I shook my head and began to sigh that my suspicion was too heavy. I pulled off a piece of letter paper and had no choice but to start writing again: In the new semester, I must study hard and make reasonable use of trivial time. Even during class, I must actively review the next class...

As soon as the word "Rong" was written, she couldn't help but sigh and fell into Zhu Yun's ears. She showed half of her face: "Are you still doubting that?"

Sur paused: "Do you think I'm second-high?"

His suspicious spirit is not only reflected in a novel. During the holiday gathering, everyone stole some wine. After being drunk, Suer went drunk and shouted to doubt his life experience. He even felt that his relatives were all false existences, which made several classmates doubt his mental state for a time.

Zhu Yun murmured: "Maybe it's true."

Sur looked at her suddenly.

"Your parents left a large amount of compensation after death, but none of the relatives around you took the initiative to get close to you." Zhu Yun curled her lips: "My father won the lottery once a New Year's ago, and the threshold was almost broken."

Upon hearing this, Suer took a breath of air conditioning: "It makes sense!"

Anyone can do it without evidence, and a peaceful life continues. Half a semester has passed in a blink of an eye, and Suer’s so-called new semester plan has indeed not been achieved. He is about to expire the midterm exam, so he has to force himself to review.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

At night, the knocking sound was too loud, almost like it was hitting the door.

Suer put it down, frowned, and took a pair of scissors to look over the cat's eyes. There was a panicked and pale cheek in the corridor. He was stunned and quickly opened the door: "Zhu Yun?"

I visited behind her and found no suspicious person.

"Please hold it!" Zhu Yun's voice was hoarse, and she took out a small electric shock from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand: "Don't mention anyone asking, use it to save her life."

What's the thing?

Zhu Yun didn't give him any time to react, so she turned around and ran away.

Sur hurriedly chased after him.

His physical test scores have always been very good. His sports meeting broke the school record of 800 meters. However, under this premise, he actually chased someone out. Standing at the entrance of the deep alley, he touched his pocket, and breathed a sigh of relief when he touched the metal shell of his mobile phone, but fortunately he brought it.

After a long time, Zhu Yun didn't wait for Zhu Yun to answer the phone. Suer hesitated for a moment and prepared to call the police. Zhu Yun is a very rational person. If he hadn't encountered a special situation, he would not have done such inexplicable things.

What he didn't know was that Zhu Yun's father called the police first. Zhu's father asked his daughter to have dinner at night, but when he heard the answer, he pushed the door and went in. The room was empty, but there was an extra letter on the table. It said that she was under too much pressure to study and wanted to go out for a relaxing time. The return date was uncertain, so please don't worry about it.

The police found Suer to record his confession and saved the electric shock. Suer said that Zhu Yun was in a very wrong state at that time. It was already midnight. The police drove him downstairs and gave a few instructions.

Sur was in a heavy mood and sat on the swivel chair and never felt like reading again. It started to rain heavily outside late at night, and the phone on the desk suddenly began to shake wildly. Sur was shocked and woke up. The caller ID was a string of strange numbers.

"Hello."

"It's me." The voice on the other end was a little vague.

Sur had many questions in his mind, for example, whose cell phone was she using to make phone calls, where is the person, etc. Before she could raise a question, Zhu Yun interrupted her first: "Do you still remember "Seven Days and Seven Nights"?"

“Erotic literature that was banned on a large scale?”

The other party was shocked by his answer, but did not explain, but hurriedly said: "It's now 3:42 in the morning, and you will enter that novel in three minutes..."

The voice of speaking began to be intermittent: "Remember to carry the shock absorber with you..."

The call came to an abrupt end.

Sur frowned and wanted to call back, but a busy voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

Conditioned reflex picked up the electric shock device on the table to fiddle with it, and he subconsciously did not mention this at the police station. Apart from Zhu Yun's advice, because he had a mental injury, he said everything he had said nothing and was misunderstood. What he did to Zhu Yun with this was wrong.

Even though the power supply was not pressed, the fierce current rushed straight into the body.

Half of his body fell into numbness in an instant. Sur moved his fingers with difficulty and wanted to call an ambulance, but his body was like being crushed by surging waves. He could not tolerate movement, so he forced him into the vortex.

Electricity leaked!

This is the last thought before falling into darkness.

Opening his eyes again was in a gray world. Sur closed his eyes hard, opened it again, and saw a few people around him who were the same as him.

"Where is this?" Someone asked him a question in his heart.

Admittedly, no one knows it.

"There are people there!" A girl suddenly pointed to somewhere in front.

Looking in the direction she pointed, there were several small tables in front of her, looking like the admissions scene.

The girl who was talking couldn't help but run over, and the others hurriedly followed. Sur was also in the team, following slowly. Yu Guang paid attention to the surroundings, and there were four people in total.

When she ran to the nearest table, the girl was panting and was about to start asking questions.

"Shut up!" The man sitting cross-legged with his legs slapped the table hard, and the girl was so scared that she took a step back.

The lady on the other table opposite was gentle: "There are brochures summarized by the seniors on the table, you can read them yourself."

Sur and another man reacted the fastest, with his hands touching the edge at the same time.

"You first." Adults took the initiative to make concessions, piled up in a thick pile, and there was no problem of fighting.

Since Sur, each person has received one copy in turn.

"This wave is good." The man with his legs crossed his legs seemed to have mocking his tone: "Not like a fool who last time had to be beaten until he was half dead before accepting reality."

As he spoke, Sur had already opened the first page.

The title says a few big words "Seven Days and Seven Nights", and the catalogue is clearly hierarchical:

Summary…………………………1

1 Organization……………………………………………2

1.1 Major organizations……………………………2

1.2 New member recruitment requirements………………3

2 ghosts and monsters

2.1 Countermeasures……………………………………4

...

When Suer looked down at the booklet, he bit his lips hard until he could taste the smell of bleeding foam, and then pretended to lick the wound accidentally.

It hurts, has wounds, and is unlikely to dream.

So is the industrial chain of writing books so perfect now? Someone notified in advance, and there is a brochure to introduce the world view when he comes.

"It's about to start." Sur had a good hearing and captured the words of one of the people in the "Admissions Office".

At the same time, a huge water curtain rose in the distance.

The man with his legs crossed his legs looked a little serious: "I've remembered the long story short. The performance of the novice market will be recorded by the water curtain, and major organizations will recruit people based on this."

Public release?

Sur frowned and flipped to the corresponding directory. He saw that his performance was only announced when he participated for the first time, and he let out a relaxed tone.

The man noticed his behavior and sneered: "If the details were revealed in every scene, wouldn't there be no secret?"
Chapter completed!