Chapter 19 (1/2)

Fake Slackers

Translator: Jury

Editor: NomNom

First Published on Chaleuria

019 – Knock knock knock

In school, there were always a few shocking rumors

There was no evidence to actually support the story of the student who jumped, it was just passed down from previous students Rumor had it there had been no report because the school had suppressed this event in order to preserve its reputation

The reason behind the suicide was also subject to a lot of discussion Academic pressure, bad ro…

The more Wan Da and the others talked about it, the ot They talked about the dor as if it were a haunted house To create athts with a snap

At eight at night, it was pitch black outside and you couldn't see your hand in front of your face Only the lights and the stars in the sky were visible A tall building near the school was currently hosting an anniversary celebration, and it was lit up with red lights Now that the lights in the classroom were off, the sea of red that shone over froirl screa?!”

”Are you sick?!”

”Turn on the lights, quick, turn on the lights!”

Wan Da remained un stories Atrabbed Xie Yu's wrist and cursed softly ”fuck”

The phone game had ended and Xie Yu's phone screen was dark He turned but didn't shake off He Zhao's hand Instead, he asked with sohosts?”

Wan Da wasn't aware of as happening in the corner of the last row He prepared to start the story of a scary hair salon and called the two big brothers over to listen: ”Zhao-ge, Yu-ge, join us? It's absolutely terrifying and very exciting If you dare to sleep alone after hearing this, I'll give you fifty cents”

He Zhao hadn't even had the opportunity to refuse when he heard a reply from his especially antisocial, loner-to-fault deskmate who never liked to join the crowds ”Sure”

There were just twelve people in the classrooirls

Wan Da sat in thea circle around hiroup, and those who didn't have a place found chairs to pull over, looking for a spot

Xie Yu sat at the very outer edge, near the corner He Zhao was next to hilanced down; He Zhao's hand was still holding his: ”So you don't intend to let go?”

The supernatural story of the horrifying hair salon started Wan Da deliberately spoke in a tragic tone: ”Xiao Jie was a very pretty girl, with a head of long, shi+ning jet-black hair Everyone who saw her had a deep impression of her beautiful hair…”

Xie Yu frowned He Zhao's five fingers, wrapped painfully around his wrist, also left a deep i ability was pretty ordinary, but he was very earnest and never dropped the act Besides, the atood So, in the irls screairls' screa than the contents of the story

To an attentive listener, suddenly hearing that sound would cause their heart to juo and sit with the girls and screa bro needs to save face” Though he went rigid, he didn't make a sound and pretended to be cale s on his face The corner of his lips lifted a little, then a little more He picked up the scissors and stood in the doorway of the storage roo, covered one eye That totally dead look… he didn't look like a normal person He didn't even look like a live person”

Wan Da's voice got lower and lower, but his voice suddenly lilted in emphasis as the story clie room was a row of shelves packed full of—human heads!”

He Zhao's hand ht hold of Xie Yu's

Xie Yu shook his hand a few times but couldn't shake the other's hand off

”Attached to the scalps, jet-black hair hung down on either side of their faces Their agonized expressions showed how , scared, and twisted”

”Let go,” Xie Yu said ”Are you going to let go?”

He Zhao: ”No”

”…You're really scared of this?”

”Who said I'o”

”No”

Just as Wan Da was painstakingly describing how terrifying those decapitated human heads were, a face appeared in the classroom

The face was half hidden by the blinds, the other half just barely visible

The features weren't clear and only the silhouette could be seen

But it was visibly a ?”

Wan Da had been halfway through the story when the face appeared in theEven he juirls screa about?” Dean Jiang pushed open the door and walked in He felt for the light switch and flicked it on ”What are you all doing? It's evening self-study Have you finished your ho a tea party here?”

This noisy lot was giving him a headache He rapped the podium with his book ”I could hear your class froh hoe on to your teacher”

Wan Da said, ”No, no, no, no need, Dean Jiang We have enough hoh If we have anyleft work, he routinely ood et off work: he didn't pursue the matter further and only reminded everyone: ”Be quiet and respect the peace If I find you doing this again…”

”Yes, yes, yes, yes”

When Dean Jiang left, the class let out a breath They were about to pull their chairs back to their seats when a girl suddenly screaain