Chapter 139

"My name is sun Qiu. I'm a junior in Pingchao middle school.

Our school is very large, and there are many students, and most of them are boarders, so basically after 9:30 p.m., the students will put in late self-study to go back to the dormitory for rest.

It's usually 9:30 for self-study. At 10 o'clock, I asked to turn off the light and go to bed.

Our dormitory is on the sixth floor. There are eight people in the dormitory. In fact, it's too short for us to turn off the lights from the end of the evening study. In this period of time, we usually rush back to the dormitory and wash clothes, socks and socks. Basically, before these things are finished or even finished, there will be whistles in the corridor outside. It's the dormitory management teacher who asked us to turn off the lights Sleep.

The teachers are very strict. They are all middle-aged men. They look fierce. Moreover, to be honest, most of them have a strong sense of authority.

They see us as students, and they scold us. They are not well educated, but they are good teachers. Sometimes they deliberately pick up a quarrel and scold students.

And when they scold the students, they are funny. Just like the meeting of the leaders, they first scold the students who come back late in the dormitory or read novels in the dormitory and use mobile phones as criminals to educate them. When they are tired of talking, they will let them understand their speech spirit.

At the same time, let students stand in the office to write so-called inspection and thought reports, reflect deeply on their own problems, and also stipulate the number of words.

In fact, they are bullying our junior high school students. They dare not hang like that.

So, we all hate them very much. They will wander outside the dormitory after the lights are off. There is a window in the middle of our dormitory door. From there, we can see the situation inside. They like to watch there.

If someone talks inside after the lights are turned off, someone uses a flashlight or a mobile phone, they will immediately take out the key and rush in like a mad dog, confiscate your things, then pull you out of bed, take you to the outside aisle or take you to their office for reprimand.

So, when we turn off the lights, my roommates and I dare not speak loudly, for fear that they will hear us outside. Some roommates use mobile phones, which are all hidden in the quilt.

I prefer to read novels. In addition, my cell phone was confiscated a few days ago, so I covered up the quilt and hid in it to read novels with a flashlight.

In the past, I could watch a night like this. After all, life in school is so boring. We take two days off a month to go home and go out of school. Usually, we can only go to school.

From 6:30 a.m. to 9:30 p.m., our early self-study and late self-study are used for teachers' lessons, so there is no voluntary or involuntary statement.

So, for me, the only recreation and fun is to use the sleeping time in the dormitory to read novels.

That night, I began to read novels very early, and I wrapped myself tightly.

Now it's really hot. It's easy to sweat when wrapped in the quilt. It's very stuffy and uncomfortable. But I can't care about it. I can only turn off the flashlight and expose my head for a few breath of fresh air in a while, and then I can go in and watch it.

By two o'clock in the morning, my roommates were asleep. I got out of bed and went to the toilet.

By the way,

there are four upper and lower bunks in our dormitory, that is, eight people can live in it. My bunk is the upper bunk near the window balcony.

There is an independent bathroom in the dormitory, which is small enough to put a toilet.

I didn't dare to go into the bathroom with a book in my hand, because if the light in your bathroom lights up a little longer and the dormitory teacher notices it, he may open the door directly and quickly with the key to enter the bathroom and push the door open to check you. They use the key to open the door very quickly and have practiced!

I have a roommate who is watching MP4 in the bathroom while he is in the air defense, the

dormitories teacher suddenly rushes in,

people,

"stolen goods",

all obtained,

this made him review several times and called his parents. Later, my roommate did not look at those things any more, but walked closer and closer with his male deskmate.

Sorry, I missed the point. That night, I sat on the toilet and thought about the plot of the novel conveniently. Then I heard the footsteps from outside.

I immediately "cluttered" in my heart. I'm glad I didn't bring the novel to the bathroom. Otherwise, I would have been stared at by this mad dog.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I suddenly heard the sound of "tiny pieces" outside the door. I lowered my head silently. Behind the door seam, I saw a pair of leather shoes.

As expected, there was a man standing outside. He was staring at me. He was waiting for me. I took a deep breath silently and was ready to go back to bed. But when I didn't take a few steps, I suddenly thought of a problem.

That is, the glass of our dormitory door is not high. I can stand there and see the inside through the glass. But why does the dormitory teacher stand there and I only see his shoes, not his face?Is he crouching there, waiting for me to show his flaws?

Is it so gloomy?

Shit,

old coins!

"Rustle..."

There was a friction sound over the door. It was very subtle and light. I heard it. It was like someone was rubbing the wooden door of the dormitory with a key ring.

I didn't have a novel in my hand. I didn't have anything to fear. After hearing the voice, I didn't rush to bed either. I went to the door directly, put my face close to the glass, and planned to see what was going on outside, and see what the dormitories teacher was doing.

But when I put my face to the glass, I found that it was empty. There was no one, no one squatting there.

I took my head back and bent down to look at the door seam, but there was really a pair of leather shoes there.

Who took off his shoes here?

I opened the door of the dormitory, to be honest, at that time I wasn't really afraid, and didn't think so much. After opening the door, I found that there were no leather shoes outside the dormitory.

I was in a daze, a little confused.

"What to do, what to do with the door!"

There was a yell in the distance. I saw a black figure coming from the end of the walk, pointing to me. I didn't see which dormitory teacher was. There was something wrong with the aisle light over there. It wasn't very bright, but I closed the dormitory door immediately, and then climbed to my own berth.

I didn't dare to wrap up the quilt and open the flashlight to read the novel immediately. I'm afraid that my behavior just now attracted the attention of the dormitory teacher. He might stare at my dormitory alone. In case he finds out that there is a little light here, it's over.

Moreover, I'm afraid that he will open our dormitory door to scold me why I just opened the dormitory door and poked my head out.

I've been waiting for a long time,

it's a competition and patient confrontation,

it's a game of hunters and wolves,

really, it's no exaggeration.

I would like to continue to read novels and immerse myself in the world of novels, but I dare not, because after I go to bed, I have been vaguely hearing the sound of a pair of leather shoes echoing far and near in the corridor outside.

I took a look at the time with my watch. It's 2:30 am,

damn it,

they are still searching for prey at this time!

The sound of the leather shoes bothered me for a long time. I wanted to turn on the flashlight to read the novel, but I really dare not.

From 2:30 to 3 o'clock, the sound of leather shoes didn't stop. It appeared from time to time. I scolded the Suzhou Management teacher almost mentally.

If he doesn't leave, I dare not read novels. It's really urgent.

I thought that he just got divorced, so I was in a bad mood. I wanted to find a wrong person to train tonight, so I got to this point, and I was so persistent.

Just then, the door of our dormitory was opened.

I was so scared that I closed my eyes and pretended I was sleeping.

My novels and flashlights were in my quilt before. When he opened the door, I was lying in bed and didn't do anything else, so I wasn't afraid.

The sound of leather shoes,

begins to approach slowly;

tick,

tick,

tick

With the sound of something falling.

Moreover, I suddenly felt as if there was a wind blowing, I was a little cold, and I began to shiver uncontrollably.

Maybe it's because the dorm door is open and the balcony window is not closed, so it's windy.

Leather shoes came to my side, stopped for a while, I let myself keep breathing at a constant speed, at this time, I think my acting skills are good.

The leather shoes stayed for a while on my side, then he walked silently, and then the door was closed.

I didn't dare to move,

continued to lie down.

After about two minutes, the door opened again. Then I heard the sound of leather shoes again. The door closed again.

Dog day!

He didn't go out the first time he closed the door, he was waiting for my action!

Fortunately, I'm smart!

Dog day!

Finally, I can't hear the sound of leather shoes outside.

I took a long breath,

next, I covered the quilt, turned on the flashlight, and continued to read my novel.

I watched it for about half an hour. It was a wonderful part.

"Putong..."

I heard the sound coming from the balcony,

I closed the flashlight with some doubts and poked my head out of the quilt. I'm not afraid of the sound on the balcony, as long as it's not the sound of the corridor, it's OK.

I stretched my head out of the bed and looked over the balcony. In fact, because of the moon, the visibility of the balcony was pretty good. I thought it was someone's clothes that fell off when hanging out in the sun, but I found no clothes fell off the balcony.Then,

I opened my mouth in fear,

I saw,

I saw a pair of leather shoes falling on the balcony!

Leather shoes!

How could there be leather shoes here?

We are on the sixth floor. I am on the top floor. There is no one living there. It's impossible to lose something. It's impossible to lose something in the next dormitory. It's still leather shoes.

Then,

when I was shocked,

a face,

a face hanging upside down,

slipped slowly from the wall above the balcony,

my body almost froze, just subconsciously watching this adult man's face slide down slowly.

He narrowed his eyes,

the corners of his mouth with an exaggerated smile,

then,

he opened his mouth,

blew a breath into my face,

said:

"Hey,

catch you,

reading a novel."