Female Protagonist and Second Male Lead HE

In the old building of the Art Building, there have been some legends of ghosts and ghosts. Every school has such a place. Students talk about it, but most of them are unbelievers. After all, there is no sense of awe without personal experience.

The four girls are usually courageous, but seeing such an impactful picture, they are still scared to tears, where they dare to go through the bright red on the floor to approach the toilet that is constantly overflowing with red liquid, and turn around. Screamed and ran out.

They wanted to leave this art building, but when they came to the door, they found that the originally open door was locked. The four of them were even more afraid and shook the door lock vigorously.

Sitting in the toilet cubicle, Xin Xiaolu crumpled the empty packaging bag into a ball and threw it back into the bag, carrying Shi Shiran on his back to avoid the red color on the ground, and then shook the lock while the four people were at the door. At that time, quietly went up to the second floor.

The four girls downstairs finally found that their actions did not help. There was a girl who had recovered a little bit of sanity and shouted: "Hurry up, call someone to save us!"

Although the school does not allow students to bring mobile phones to the school, there are always some students who quietly bring them, and the first high school girl among them brings a mobile phone. She hurriedly took out her mobile phone, shaking her hands to unlock and want to make a call, but soon, she broke down and let out a sob, "No signal, why is there no signal suddenly?!"

why? Because Xin Xiaolu prepared a portable signal jammer.

"What to do? We shouted loudly, maybe someone will pass by and hear it, and a teacher will definitely come and see it!"

"And that Xin Xiaolu, is she really in the toilet? Just now, what was that just now, was she dead?"

Several girls leaned together incoherently. The sky was already dark, and only a ray of red sunset was gradually disappearing. After the holiday, the school was very quiet, as if all the voices had disappeared, and the art building was even more silent.

"Let's turn on the lights, why are there no lights here..." a girl said with a trembling voice.

The other girl's face was pale: "I remember, this is the sensor light..."

Their voices here are so loud, they will definitely be bright, but the lights do not respond. In the darkened world, this lifeless old art building has no light.

——The switch is in the corridor outside the door. Before Xin Xiaolu came, the switch in this building was cut off.

"Is there really a ghost...I don't want to stay here anymore..." Someone cried.

At this moment, several people heard the sound of someone running on the second floor, and the sound of footsteps was just above their heads. They heard clearly, it was the sound of people running in a panic, as if they were avoiding something.

Several people were frightened by the movement, "There is someone up there?" The girl's voice trembled, and her eyes stared at the stairs in terror.

"Is it Xin Xiaolu?"

"... Isn't she in the toilet?"

The female voice was weak and she really cried.

The sound of running upstairs became louder. A girl was a little bolder and gritted her teeth, "We, let's go up and take a look! Not afraid, the four of us, it's okay!"

They couldn't get out, they couldn't call people, they were so afraid to die, two of them didn't dare to go up at all. This is the case in ordinary horror movies. It must be something terrible and they will die if they go up. But the girl in the lead wanted to go, and the other two girls didn't dare to stay here alone, so they had to follow them upstairs.

But there was nothing upstairs, it was too quiet. Only the various portraits of people on both sides of the corridor showed a strange look in the shadows. When people are extremely frightened, they will instinctively "all soldiers" and imagine terrible things. Now these girls are like this, nothing happened, they are even more afraid.

They huddled together stiffly, illuminated by the light of their mobile phones, walked through every classroom, and looked at the empty classrooms with fear.

Almost when they saw the last classroom, they noticed the sound of running footsteps above their heads, and the sound of someone panting and weeping loudly. The sound was faint, as if choking with fear to the extreme, vaguely. The listener's scalp exploded.

The two girls cried on the spot, and they dared not move the sleeves of the other two girls.

Xin Xiaolu on the third floor lit his mobile phone and looked at the audio playing on it, and felt that the sound effect was very good. She jumped as she ran and felt that she would be able to meet the standard for the night run tonight in a few more laps.

In the past few years, she has been forced to get out of habit by milk brother.

When a few girls tremblingly went up to the third floor, there was no one on the third floor, and the same voice began to echo on the fourth floor.

"I don't want to watch it!" One girl finally couldn't stand it anymore, holding her head and rushing downstairs, one girl chased her down, and one of the remaining two girls panicked and wanted to go down with them, but The girl who was holding the mobile phone stopped: "Wait, you can't go, you come with me!"

"I'm scared, let's go down!"

The sound of the companion's panicked footsteps reverberated in the dark corridor, which further brought out the surrounding silence.

"No, you have to stay with me. I don't think it's a ghost, maybe someone is frightening us!" The girl with the phone turned pale, tightly holding the hand of her companion girl, still holding on.

The two said a few more words, and finally continued to walk upstairs at the insistence of the girl.

The art building has five floors, and when they reached the fifth floor, the voice was quiet again.

In the classrooms on this floor, there are mostly various statues, human heads, which are used to copy for students, and two storage rooms that are not needed, covered with white cloth, and they are all covered with dust.

"That classroom... seems to be a little bright..."

The two girls grabbed each other's arms and slowly rubbed them. That is a classroom where statues and models are not used. It should have been locked. I don’t know how to open it. At this moment, in the middle of the classroom, a red candle is lit, which is the light they saw before. .

Unused desks are piled together, and three sides are covered with statues covered with white cloth. Various human silhouettes reveal a stiff corpse shape under the cover of the white cloth, especially the light of red candles faintly hitting the surroundings, and the beating flames It gives people the illusion that these things will move at any time or are already moving.

"Yes, is there anyone, come out." The girl with a mobile phone stood at the door, her voice trembling like leaves in the wind.

There was a moment of silence. At the moment when the heartstrings of the two girls were tense, suddenly something moved behind a piece of white cloth. A head rolled out from under the white cloth, fell to the ground, and rolled into the corner. It was the head of a model person, it was not something terrible, but the movement made the two girls who were holding on hardly shocked, and couldn't hold it anymore. The girl behind the phone girl screamed. Without looking back, the girl with the mobile phone lost her guts, and dared to catch up.

After their footsteps ran downstairs, Xin Xiaolu jumped out from behind the white cloth. She was dragging a dummy model in her hand. She was already wearing the same school uniform as her, and her head was a wig similar to Xin Xiaolu.

Xin Xiaolu tore off the specially tied red headband on his head, tied it to the dummy, and then took out the small bag containing the red liquid from the bag.

A few girls gathered at the door looking panicked, crying non-stop, frightened, and slapped the door hard.

At this moment, they heard a scream from the upper floor. It was Xin Xiaolu's voice, and they all heard it clearly.

The cry made them all pause. It was just such a gap, because their quietness and the sound of a bang outside were especially obvious.

Something fell from upstairs!

The pale faces of a few girls are even more ugly, and no one can utter a word for a long time.

In their hearts, they all guessed what was going on with that voice. It seemed to be the sound of people jumping off the building.

"what is that?"

"Just... what was upstairs... fell down?"

"Is it... Is it... Xin Xiaolu, she...?"

Here, they can't see where the thing fell, unless they go upstairs to look at the railing. After silence, they hesitated and went to the second floor in a group, looking for a place where they could see clearly.

When they saw the thing downstairs clearly, the girl who was the most courageous among them also fell to the ground softly.

Because of the darkness, when they looked downstairs, they could only see a figure in school uniform lying motionless on the ground, a puddle of blood beside him, the figure's face down, his hair spread out, and the red hair behind his head. The belt is particularly conspicuous. Several girls remember that when Xin Xiaolu waved to them upstairs before, he wore such a red headband.

"Uuuuu, she is dead, Xin Xiaolu is dead, dead..." Everyone was so scared that everything around them became strange and terrifying.

At this moment, there was the sound of a tap releasing water from downstairs. That clattering sound made several girls almost jump up like a frightened bird.

"Is it the toilet downstairs?" a girl murmured.

No one answered, and all of them saw unconcealable fear on each other's faces. They squeezed together, no one dared to see what happened.

Downstairs in the toilet, Xin Xiaolu closed the toilet door, calmly opened the water pipe, connected a piece of leather pipe, and flushed the floor and door panel, flushing all the red into the sewer.

After doing this, she climbed to the toilet window and got out from there. The windows of the whole building were equipped with anti-theft nets, only the anti-theft net of the window of the toilet was broken.

When she patted the dust on her body, Xin Xiaolu stood by the wall and observed whether the four people were still by the railing. When no one was seen, she heard four people swaying the door there. She walked to the mannequin just now. When I got down, I picked up the model, processed the red liquid, and took the model away.

As for the four who are still shaking the door locks frantically, the teacher who comes to watch the night will find them by nine o'clock in the evening.

Xin Xiaolu returned home calmly, Mr. Xin and Ms. He were not at home, only Xin Yuan was playing games there, with a cup of black tea custard on hand.

As soon as Xin Xiaolu saw it, he knew that his little brother Xin Yan had come. He opened the refrigerator and saw that there were still several cups of black tea custard. She took a cup and sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to watch a movie.

Xin Yuan turned black as soon as she saw her posture. It was obvious that Xin Xiaolu would start watching horror movies again. He hurriedly ran back upstairs holding his game, slamming the door.

Xin Xiaolu ignored his young master's temper and watched horror movies with black tea custard.

When he went to school the next day, Xin Xiaolu put on the red headband and smiled at the figure in the mirror.