Free Web NovelResponsible for receiving and reviewing the speeches was a tall, slender-limbed boy wearing a light pink shirt and a very neutral hairstyle tied into a small braid.
On his thin, pale face, his thin lips were cherry-pink, and he wore a pair of orange plastic-rimmed glasses behind which hid a pair of overly charming peach blossom eyes.
If he were a girl, he would definitely be very beautiful, but... Lu Yibei glanced again at the boy who was only one table away from her, and her body couldn't help but shiver.
Seeing Lu Yibei sit down opposite him, the boy, who had been staring at his computer, seemingly engrossed in something, shifted his gaze obliquely and raised an eyebrow slightly, "So you're Lu Eighteen?"
"Yibei..." Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, "My name is Lu Yibei."
What the heck is Lu Eighteen? It sounds like a rough-and-tumble martial artist from the jianghu with a full beard.
"I know," the boy rolled his eyes and said in a peculiar tone, "But, everyone calls you Lu Eighteen, don't you know?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
I really didn't know that. If possible, please tell me which grandson came up with that nickname.
When I get back, I'll have the urban legend in the apartment sneak into his dorm at midnight and wake him up to go to the bathroom.
Thinking this, Lu Yibei silently leaned down, unzipped a gap in her guitar bag, reached in, and placed the printed speech manuscript on the table, pushing it towards the boy.
The boy took the manuscript and frowned after reading just a few lines. By the time he finished the first page, his whole body was sitting upright, his expression serious and solemn.
Honestly, when she handed in the speech manuscript, Lu Yibei was still quite nervous, and when she saw the reviewer's expression, the pressure intensified.
After all, it was a vague, rough, and perfunctory piece of motivational writing, and there was a chance it could be sent back for revision.
However...
When the boy sitting opposite finished reading the two and a half pages of the speech manuscript, his eyes actually showed a hint of redness, and he couldn't help but sniffle.
Lu Yibei, "???"
No, Sister, uh, Big Brother, are you okay? That was just a watered-down...
"It's written too well!" The boy slapped ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ the table and exclaimed, "Lu Eighteen, oh no, Student Lu, this manuscript of yours is the most moving one I've read among so many!"
Lu Yibei, "..."
Okay, he really is the type who is more emotional and easily blinded by the oil slicks in motivational writing.
People like this, living in this world full of urban legend, if they had even a little potential for Spiritual Energy, they would probably have been brainwashed by cult organizations and dragged away to be played with until they died. Lu Yibei thought. freewebnovel.cσ๓
While she was thinking, the boy had stood up at some point, grabbed her hands, and said excitedly, "Student Lu, besides reviewing manuscripts here, I'm also the vice president of the News Agency. I was wondering, after the school anniversary ends, could you...?"
Vice president? No wonder the school newspaper content smells like stale chicken soup... Lu Yibei muttered a complaint in her heart and refused with the most tactful way she could think of, expressionlessly, "No!"
"Huh?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then his emotions became even more agitated, "Don't rush to refuse! Your talent deserves to be seen by more people!"
Seen by what? Selling false success and superficial cures that don't address the root cause, what's the use of that? Lu Yibei rolled her eyes and found an excuse to try and slip away.
"How about we talk about this another day? Isn't everyone busy preparing for the school anniversary? I also have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."
"Then let's exchange contact information? I'm afraid you won't come to find me another day!"
Lu Yibei, "..." Sister, are you really not embarrassed to expose me like that?
...
A few minutes later.
In front of office 407.
The boy responsible for reviewing the manuscripts waved at Lu Yibei and said in a peculiar, somewhat eerie tone, "Student Lu, we must interact more in the future!"
"Uh... okay!" Lu Yibei awkwardly agreed and quickened her pace, fleeing the floor where the school anniversary preparation office was located as if escaping.
...
Like many young people today, Lu Yibei disliked being in crowded places, not because she was introverted, but because she found it troublesome.
Is it not more enjoyable and comfortable to stay home alone, play a few games with the air conditioning on, or lie on a soft sofa with an ice-cold drink in her left hand and a Switch in her right?
Why pretend to be happy like someone from Cybertron and go out to play with people you don't know well or confide in, forcing a smile and calling them brothers?
Therefore, Lu Yibei disliked staying in places like the school anniversary preparation office, especially since... uh, what was that boy's name again?
...
Due to the school anniversary celebration, the library closed early after noon.
After leaving the school anniversary office, Lu Yibei wandered aimlessly around the campus for a long time before finally deciding to go to the self-study classroom to spend the time alone before the speech began.
There was air conditioning, drinking water, power outlets for charging, and free WiFi with decent speed...
With such complete facilities, if provided with sufficient food and separate cubicles, some people might even stay there until they have children and grow old.
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The self-study classroom was located in a teaching building south of the library.
Half of that teaching building was occupied by a major with even fewer students than the Chinese Language and Literature major—Remote Sensing Science and Engineering classrooms.
The total number of students enrolled in Remote Sensing Science and Engineering nationwide each year is just over a thousand, distributed among more than thirty universities. Here at Huacheng Institute of Technology, only a dozen or so students are admitted each year.
With only a dozen or so students, each course would use a different classroom, leaving a large portion of the building empty. The school then repurposed the empty classrooms as self-study rooms.
Perhaps because the school anniversary was being held, the self-study classrooms, which were usually hard to find a seat in, were quite deserted. There were only a handful of people in each classroom, and some were even empty.
Lu Yibei wandered around the teaching building and finally found a self-study classroom where only one girl was sleeping face down on a desk. She came to a corner by the window, sat down, plugged in her laptop, and put on her headphones.
After booting up, she first opened her browser and browsed the Animal Circle category in the Life section of β station for a while.
Well, most videos related to urban legend were categorized in this section, which was quite absurd.
As usual, most videos didn't contain any real substance, mostly things the UP hosts imagined from various rumors. The only video with a high click-through rate and that was semi-true came from a UP host with the ID "Demoness Great Immortal."
Lu Yibei curiously clicked in to take a look at the homepage and exited within five seconds after seeing the UP host's selfie on the homepage.
Du Sixian, this guy, wouldn't she be strung up and beaten by the Night Watch for posting this kind of stuff online?
No, maybe this is exactly what the Night Watch people instructed her to do.
Lu Yibei shook her head, unable to figure it out, closed the browser, logged into a certain goose chat software, searched for a while, and found that the New Monster Story Chat Group review group was still quietly in her list.
See, this group is indeed not that simple. When I reported it yesterday, I specifically wrote a small essay of over a hundred words, and it wasn't blocked!
Lu Yibei thought, just as she was about to report it again, having written a small essay of over two hundred words, a notification sound for receiving a message suddenly rang in her headphones.
Hmm? Didn't I turn off notifications a long time ago?
She frowned slightly, clicked on the bouncing cartoon cat avatar in the lower right corner, and then the private chat box for 【One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats】 popped open in front of her.
【One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Fellow group member, I know all the reports yesterday were submitted by you. Your malicious jokes have caused us a lot of trouble, please stop immediately.
Otherwise, we will conduct a stricter offline review of you.】
Lu Yibei, "..." Wasn't the report anonymous? What kind of trick is this? They can even hack into the data of Daddy Goose Factory?
Thinking of the bizarre scene she saw in the attic of the frozen food store yesterday, she felt a chill down her spine.
If everything that happened yesterday was caused by the Monster Story Chat Group, perhaps a stricter offline review would turn into a bloody and violent offline retaliation.
She also didn't know if their review standard was combat power or courage in the face of urban legend. Before figuring out the other party's true strength, it was better to be careful, right?
Lu Yibei thought, staring at the report option on the screen, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
However...
Why does she still feel like clicking it?
As the saying goes, if you don't seek death, you won't die. Just as the thought of seeking death flashed through Lu Yibei's mind, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind.
Lu Yibei shivered, "Holy crap! Don't! I haven't clicked yet!"
Feeling guilty like a thief, that was exactly how she looked now.
The girl who was sleeping in the self-study room had no idea that she had only patted Lu Yibei's shoulder, and she would react so violently. Coupled with the strange sound that had woken her up just now, she instantly felt completely unwell, her face turned pale instantly, and she froze in place, at a loss.
Lu Yibei wailed for a while before noticing the frightened girl beside her. She was stunned for a moment, took off her headphones, and asked awkwardly, "Uh, student, do you need something?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
"I... Gulp—!" The girl swallowed, pondered for a long time, seemingly confirming that Lu Yibei was really okay, and then whispered, "I wanted to say, student, you should leave this classroom quickly? Something is a little wrong here."
"Huh?" Lu Yibei looked at the girl in confusion.
"Didn't you hear any strange sounds just now? Just, just... Ah—!" The girl suddenly covered her eyes halfway through her sentence and let out a piercing scream.
She saw it. On the empty glass of the window behind Lu Yibei, small bloody handprints appeared, as if an invisible, blood-soaked infant was slowly crawling across it.
Combined with the faint, echoing sound of a baby's laughter she had just heard, her emotions instantly collapsed. She didn't care about reminding Lu Yibei anymore, grabbed her backpack, and ran out of the classroom like crazy.
Lu Yibei's eardrums hurt from the girl's scream, and she muttered, "In broad daylight, acting so mysterious." Turning her head, her pupils contracted violently.
She saw a string of small, scarlet palm prints extending across the glass window to the corner of the wall where her vision couldn't reach. The still-wet blood was slowly trickling down, sending shivers down Lu Yibei's spine.
She parted her lips slightly and turned around, about to say something to the fleeing girl, when the self-study classroom door was blown shut with a heavy thud.
"Bang—!"
As the loud sound of the door closing fell, a faint smell of blood seemed to drift through the air.
Immediately after, it was as if someone outside the door was holding a key and very "considerately" locking the door from the outside. A soft "click" echoed in the classroom, and then the entire self-study classroom fell into a deathly silence.
Lu Yibei, "..." I only just thought about it, this is happening a little too fast.
