The watchdog couldn't even react in time before Zachary delivered a sharp knee to his stomach, causing him to fall to the ground, baring his teeth in pain.The large top floor is the Gale Watts Memorial Hall, which is usually locked and only available to guests or alumni on big days like school celebrations.Zachary was already familiar with the path at Gale Watts. Isla Brock had just come out of theZachary put his phone away without moving and greeted the classmate next to him. Then, in the name of going to the bathroom, he sneaked out of the auditorium and carefully closed the door.Zachary opened his mouth and improvised, "I'm from the club. The president sent me to take inventory of the event props.""You're not sitting here," Quilly reminded him.He helplessly met the exact same cold face as he remembered: "Such a coincidence again?"The front court resounded with the sound of boys and girls cheering, while he occupied the best
Zander hid in the corner and did not dare to make a sound. He looked at the classroom full of "lying corpses" who could not even howl out, his eyes dull.He casually picked up a broken plastic board, a plastic bench that these little bastards had violently destroyed when they scared Zander, and he slapped Human Oracle's face with it, "Got a cigarette?""No special circumstances have to participate, many students get it done in their senior year, but you are a transfer student, not yet a transfer senior, the rules are such that there is no way."Zachary slowly typed out a question mark, "When did I sign up for the chemistry lab group?"A loud announcement suddenly filled the entire campus, and a radio speaker on the third floor of the lab building was right next to the art club, outputting right at Zachary's ear. Zachary frowned, rubbed his ear, and glared at the broken speaker....... just isn't a good phrase.Zachary sent Zander a copy of the cute video of Gale Watts' famous jerks wa
Isla Brock's thank-you message popped up at this point, spilling out all over the place, writing like a big exam essay, and Zachary flipped through two pages and finally saw a useful sentence at the end.And there seems to be a loudspeaker outside the art club window, yelling from the inside and outside.Quilly gently removes it and sits back down, looking at him good-naturedly, "What's the problem?"No one answered, and he went back to the canvas and dabbed his paint.He turns back, the momentum remains strong, and then... expressionlessly pushes back the application form.Zachary: “..."Then he saw the word "Quilly" next to the chemistry lab group."And just now the meeting, you slipped away early, I'm afraid I did not hear," Quilly seems to laugh a little, turning up old accounts, "the principal deliberately left a few class managers asked about the club practice, I happened to bring the form, so I gave him a look over, inclu
"You have zero credibility with me," Quilly said coldly. "Bring it on."People's subconscious actions don't lie, and Quilly was sure that when they were together, Zachary was still within the ordinary range, or at most a little more perceptive than the next person.Quilly nodded. "I'll call your parents later..."But this big heartless did not appreciate it. Two hands instantly wrapped around her hand, holding back a drag, into the phone loudly: "Brother, my good brother, my teacher has something to say to you!"It was at this point that Zachary made the mistake of breaking through the door of the abandoned warehouse and into the silent world called "Quilly".The pale green-blue fog burrowed into that stale little cube. The screen suddenly lit up, and the picture was blurred around by the green-blue fog.Zachary froze, and his heart instantly sharpened. "What lab building?"Now they stare at each other in silence, those falsehoods and cries like broken beautiful ice crystals. The sun
There was silence again, and Zachary guessed that the guy's brain had gone to mush. He grunted softly."Then we'll talk in person, and I'll see you this afternoon." Quilly hung up politely but smiled at Zachary.This rookie, he's gone!!!Zachary pressed off the phone and tried to impress Quilly with a wink, but Ms. Ara is hard-hearted and he has to wheedle his way to the top."Then let's say 6:30 p.m. It won't take up too much of your time."She channeled so many old stories and went out of her way to annoy him, just to see Zachary's truest reaction when he was caught up in memories and therefore defenseless.He: “..."His words just fell when he suddenly heard a subtle ringing. The second note just popped up, and he instantly recognized the tune. He couldn't name it, but it was a certain domestic cell phone's initial ringtone from a few generations ago. It had long been replaced by countless generations and songs. This song had simply become old into a memory.Apologies for the confu
During the late study session, Corey Huff harvested a self-absorbed mushroom in front of the academic year office.She poked the top of the mushroom, "Are you moldy in here?"Zachary covered his head indignantly, "I'm drawing a circle and cursing the evil villain.""You said Ms. Ara?" Corey Huff wonderfully instantly guessed the true identity of the "evil villain", puzzled, "Ms. Ara did not help you to dislike people back? "Zachary was more puzzled than she was, "What?""It's that little bunch of trash from class three," the representative, who knew her way around, was unsurprisingly led astray by Zachary, who imitated Zach's dismissive streak, which was so incestuous it was kind of cute."was found on the rake, said just and Zander messed up, you are not to say beat them up - the laboratory building is not recently renovated, these days in the replacement of monitoring, they deliberately choose there, only dare to be so reckless."S
Gale Watts has a row of peach trees planted in front of the school, and it is a delightful sight to see the old school's historic buildings drenched in flowers at times during the blooming season.But the rest of the few facing the street and the alley, it cannot take care of the aesthetic.Quilly walked for a while in the direction of her apartment, and when he was completely out of sight of the campus, he turned lightly into the four-way alley and circled back to the back of the school.Gale Watts a front and a back two doors, the back door does not open, basically belong to the display.The back door provides a "trading window" during the lunch break when students take care of the business of the stalls outside the fence, such as fried chicken fingers and stinky tofu.But there is actually a small, unknown door, the original back door, which has long been blocked.The small door can only allow one person to pass, Quilly lightly pushed the
He stepped over the disfigured paper, lowered himself and pulled out a butterfly from his sleeve. Knife, a sharp cut in the painting of the twisted monster girl, mixed clumps issued a "snort" ear-splitting sound.The paper flew in all directions, and the red hue of stars appeared, red paint seeped out from the cracks and flowed into the ground, like bleeding.Zachary was close enough to smell it by breathing, and it was indeed human blood.He stepped over the wreckage in disgust and began rummaging through the boxes. The big long bug had lured him here for an ambush, but the pen was indeed here too.It was at the door that Zachary sensed the Four Sacred Beasts before he entered the house.Butterfly. The knife flipped at his fingertips, he moved skillfully to pick the locks of the storage cabinets, one by one, all of the community members' belongings and drawing tools, and when he reached the highest row, he finally found his pen.Alone right