Chapter 29 Classic Movie Appreciation (Part 3)
"Li Xiaoyu? Li Xiaoyu?"
Zhao Mingtao had curly hair and a pair of big dark eyes. When he saw that Tang Xinjue didn't reply for a while, his expression immediately turned ugly. "I was asking you a question. Did you hear me?"
Tang Xinjue raised his eyes and looked back. His emotionless gaze made Zhao Mingtao feel uneasy. He then said, "Why are you asking me this?"
Zhao Mingtao touched his nose and for some reason didn't dare to continue to be sullen. Because it was a self-study class, he could only lower his voice: "Don't you like Wang Peng? Don't you know what happened to Wang Peng?"
“Li Xiaoyu” likes “Wang Peng”?
After noting down this information, Tang Xinjue looked around.
In the movie, "Wang Peng" and "Feng Wan" are classmates, one is the male lead and the other is the female lead.
But now, the man with "Wang Peng's" face said he was Zhao Mingtao, and the seat next to him was empty.
Obviously, it is impossible for one person to be both Wang Peng and Zhao Mingtao.
Is it the dream in the movie that is false, or is it the "reality" at this moment that is false?
Two seconds later, Tang Xin Jue did not answer directly, but asked back: "Where did Feng Wan go?"
Zhao Mingtao subconsciously glanced at the empty seat of his deskmate and pouted, "They must have gone to play with Sun Qian again. They must know why Wang Peng was arrested by the class teacher, but they just hesitated and refused to tell me. I hate it most when you girls are so pretentious. Li Xiaoyu, don't learn to be pretentious like them. You should have some sense of shame."
Hearing this commanding tone, the girl was startled at first, and then she smiled faintly:
"So, you're teaching me how to do things?"
Zhao Mingtao: “… ”
Hearing the soft and thin voice, he was stunned for two seconds before reacting, and he was quite angry and embarrassed: "What do you mean? I shouldn't pay attention to you. You can't even understand what people say. No wonder Feng Wan and the others never play with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bell rang, and the originally quiet classroom suddenly became noisy. Someone came to play basketball with him, and Zhao Mingtao immediately stood up impatiently. Before leaving, he glared at Tang Xinjue: "Put the Chinese homework on my desk. I have to copy it in the next class. Do you understand?"
The door was slammed shut. In the bustling classroom, the girl's expression became gloomy and a sense of cold distance rose around her.
After thinking for a few seconds, Tang Xin Jue began to observe his position - or rather the position of "Li Xiaoyu". There was a storage space under the student's desk, which was cluttered with things. When he took out the books and test papers on the outer layer, a pile of small glass bottles rolled out from the innermost layer.
Tang Xinjue took out the glass bottles and saw that some of the bottles were filled with paper strips, some were filled with various tablets and capsules, and some were filled with red ropes, red liquids, sand and other indistinguishable substances.
Take out the paper strips from the bottle. Each strip is marked with the time and small words written below:
"On September 5, Wang Peng was taken away by his class teacher and reprimanded. I heard it at the door because the love letter he wrote to Feng Wan was reported."
——This is probably what Zhao Mingtao was asking. After reading it, Tang Xinjue closed the note and opened the next one:
"On the evening of September 4, I followed Wang Peng out of the school gate and was discovered by Feng Wan and her friends. They laughed at me and said I looked like a dog."
"Early on September 3, I found that Feng Wan brought sanitary pads to school. Her period this time was later than last month, and it seemed to be more painful."
"At noon on September 2, Zhao Mingtao's gums started bleeding after he ate braised pork rice, so he went to the toilet to rinse his mouth. Unfortunately, I couldn't go to the men's toilet, so I couldn't see the severity of the bleeding..."
…
After reading more than a dozen notes, the image of "Li Xiaoyu" was gradually formed in Tang Xinjue's mind:
A complete voyeur.
Judging from the records on the note, Li Xiaoyu not only likes to follow people and secretly observe other people's privacy, but also likes to record other people's bad luck or injuries, write them on notes and hide them in glass bottles.
In addition, two code books were found on the desk. Without knowing the code, there was no way to get the information inside. Tang Xin Jue put it aside for the time being and reviewed the existing information.
Judging from what is happening now, the so-called "movie replay" actually pulls the candidates into the movie, and experiences it from the perspective of the movie characters.
Now, she has become "Li Xiaoyu".
Pushing the table aside and standing up, Tang Xinjue paced around the classroom, checking out the environment.
The horror movie "Death Record of Class 1, Grade 3" has only five minutes of actual plot, and involves only three characters - Wang Peng, Feng Wan, and the dean of studies.
The four people who appeared in the options, including Li Xiaoyu, were also students in this class. Coincidentally, they all appeared in Li Xiaoyu's small note. From the note, it can be seen that Li Xiaoyu had some malice towards them.
So, could the ending in the movie where almost everyone turns into evil spirits be Li Xiaoyu’s dream?
Tang Xinjue stopped in front of the first row of tables and chairs near the podium, close to the door.
The draft blew the textbook on the table open, and a name was marked on the title page: Wang Peng.
It seems that this is Wang Peng’s real position .
When he opened his deskmate's book, he also saw a name engraved on it: "Sun Qian".
Then there is one last person who has not appeared yet... Tang Xinjue cast his gaze towards the table behind Sun Qian.
"Put your hands down! What are you doing?"
An impolite scolding suddenly sounded from behind. A guy with a buzz cut rushed up and stopped at the table behind Sun Qian. He looked at the table warily for a few times. After confirming that nothing was missing, he raised his head, frowned, and said to Tang Xinjue sternly:
"I'm warning you, if you dare to steal from me, I will break your legs, strip you naked and throw you on the playground to feed the dogs!"
Tang Xinjue looked at him and asked, "Are you Qian Zhi?"
"Nonsense. I'm not Qian Zhi's dad?" The boy cursed and put all his things into his schoolbag. He came over and pushed her, "I'm annoyed when I see you. Get out of here."
Before he pushed her shoulders, Qian Zhi's arm suddenly sank, and was grabbed by the girl's backhand. He sneered, "You still dare to do it? I think you want to die... Damn it, it hurts!"
Qian Zhi stopped talking halfway, his eyes widened in surprise, he struggled with his arms for several times, but they didn't move at all as if they were clamped by an iron clamp. Instead, the severe pain from his bones made his facial features twisted, and he had to grit his teeth and shout to stop, and then he fell into the seat with a slight force relief.
Tang Xin Jue withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "Do you know where Wang Peng and Sun Qian are now?"
Qian Zhi rubbed his arm and looked at her as if he had seen a ghost: "How should I know... Wait, don't come over! I know, I know!"
The boy spoke quickly: "Wang Peng is the class monitor. He must be waiting in the teacher's office to pick up his homework. Sun Qian and Sun Qian must be with Feng Wan. I don't know where they are."
After saying this, as if afraid that Tang Xinjue would attack again, he picked up his schoolbag and was about to run, but his steps froze as the bag strap was grabbed.
Qian Zhi: "..."
Tang Xin Jue continued to ask: "Have I ever stolen something before? When?"
Qian Zhi: "Well, the whole class said so..."
Tang Xinjue exerted force on his hands: "Who said that?"
Qian Zhi swallowed and quickly changed his words: "It's all Feng Wan and Sun Qian! They always tell others that you stole things. If you want to settle the score, go find them. I know nothing!"
After saying that, he took advantage of Tang Xin Jue's slightly weakened strength and ran away.
The boy disappeared out the door, and Tang Xinjue followed him. However, when he looked in the direction Qian Zhi ran, the corridor was empty.
The students playing and chatting, the noisy voices, and the figures coming and going all disappeared.
Feeling the abnormal silence, Tang Xinjue narrowed his eyes slightly.
She realized one thing: if the movie was about a "dream", then where she was now, was the reality before the dream happened, or another different version of the dream?
Without hesitation, I used [Identify] on myself and the air, and the following information emerged in my mind:
[An ordinary human female high school student]
[An ordinary school, perhaps with a hidden story]
Not surprised by this result, Tang Xinjue closed his eyes and captured the perception in his sea of consciousness.
[Mind Control (Level 1): The first step to control is self-control. You have a fairly sophisticated understanding of your own mind.]
If this is a dream, then the mental power will definitely be able to detect something... After a while, Tang Xinjue opened his eyes and confirmed that this is reality.
Since this is reality and there is a spatial fault, there is only one possibility - it is the setting of the movie itself.
As her thoughts turned, Tang Xinjue walked deeper into the corridor. She stopped again when she heard singing in the silent corridor.
There was a bathroom at the corner in front of me, and music, singing and laughter could be heard from inside.
When he walked in, Tang Xinjue saw two long-haired girls leaning against the windowsill with their backs to the sink, chatting.
"No way, Wang Peng really wrote you a love letter?"
One of the girls with bun hair asked another girl with long hair.
The long-haired girl giggled: "Of course, I saw the love letter in the office. Unfortunately, my deskmate Zhao Mingtao reported it to the teacher, so I can't see the content. Tell me, do they both like me?"
The girl with the bun-like hair also laughed: "How do you know it was Zhao Mingtao who reported it?"
"The love letter was placed on my desk and I was not there. Who else knew about it except him?"
The two chatted quietly, not noticing someone coming in. Tang Xinjue walked to the sink and found a cell phone on the sink. A song was playing, and a young girl's voice was singing:
"If You See What I See"
"You will understand me"
"If You Were Me"
“You will make the same choice.”
“We are all the same”
“Everyone is the same”
“Welcome to our world”
"Understanding everything we do—"
The whispering conversation disappeared, Tang Xinjue took a step back suddenly, and a toilet plunger appeared in his hand to block a falling object.
The object fell to the ground and it was a piece of peeling wall paint.
One piece, two pieces, more and more wall paint fell off, from the top to the sides, the white wall quickly aged and fell off, turning dark yellow and full of stains. At the same time, the two girls on the edge of the window sill disappeared.
The mirror in front of the sink reflects the appearance of "Li Xiaoyu".
Pieces of skin fell off the withered body of the short-haired girl like wall plaster, leaving dark red bloodstains all over the body. She grinned and looked at Tang Xinjue outside the mirror with a smile on her face.
