"Ah, yes, I'm sorry."
The girl quickly took away her hand on Liu Jingjing's shoulder, her voice trembling.
"It's okay."
Although Liu Jingjing said this, she still secretly thought that she was unlucky.
She almost scared her to death when she came early in the morning.
She was really depressed.
Besides, the girl in front of me really looked like a ghost at first glance.
She was wearing a white dress and her long hair was hanging down.
Thinking of this, Liu Jingjing raised her head and glanced at the girl in front of her again.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and she screamed again.
I saw that the face of the girl in front of me was cracked and covered with blood.
Her eyes had no pupils and were glowing with a faint white color.
The girl put her hand on Liu Jingjing's shoulder again and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Liu Jingjing took two steps back, her face full of horror.
She found that the girl's face in front of her was fine and there was nothing abnormal.
Could it be that she had just been dazzled or had hallucinated when she thought about ghosts.
Liu Jingjing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead: "No, it's okay."
"Well, that's fine.
Then I'll wash the palette."
The girl in white said.
Liu Jingjing was stunned, and then she noticed that the girl in white was holding a palette.
The moment she saw the palette, Liu Jingjing's body trembled suddenly, and she saw that there was only Red, and a red that looks like blood.
What did she draw?
Why is a plate covered in red?
A trace of doubt flashed across Liu Jingjing's face.
She said: "You are already learning to paint with colors."
Liu Jingjing just came here yesterday to learn art.
She is still starting from the simplest sketch.
Generally, after learning sketch for a period of time, you can draw colors.
"Yes."
The girl nodded and said, "I'm here first.
My name is Liu Juan."
"Your surname is Liu and my name is Liu Jingjing.
I just arrived yesterday."
Liu Jingjing smiled and said, "We both have the same surname.
We are really destined."
Suddenly, a light flashed in the girl's eyes.
She lowered her head, said nothing, turned and walked towards the water room at the end of the corridor.
Looking at the girl's back, Liu Jingjing's face was full of doubts.
Why did she suddenly stop talking?
Did she say something wrong?
This Liu Juan looked really strange.
At this moment, a figure walked up behind Liu Jingjing.
The figure was the male teacher among the two teachers who were staying downstairs before.
He looked at Liu Jingjing and said, "What happened to you just now?
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Why did you scream?"
Liu Jingjing said hurriedly: "Hello, teacher, when I entered the class just now, a girl walked out of the class and bumped into me, so I was shocked."
"Why is a girl walking out?"
The male teacher's face was full of horror, and his face turned pale.
"What's wrong?
Her name is Liu Juan.
She went to wash the palette."
Liu Jingjing pointed to the water room in the corridor.
The male teacher staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He turned around and ran downstairs.
Looking at the male teacher's back, Liu Jingjing's face was filled with confusion, wondering why the teachers and students here were so weird.
She turned around and walked into her classroom.
Since she just arrived yesterday, her position was at the back of the classroom.
Walking to her seat, Liu Jingjing opened her painting bag, took out her easel and drawing board and set them up.
Suddenly, she felt her hands were wet.
She stretched out her hands and saw Liu Jingjing fell to the ground with an "ah" sound.
Her hands were covered with red liquid that looked like blood.
Liu Jingjing turned pale with fright.
She opened her painting bag and looked down into the painting bag.
There was an extra painting in the painting bag.
To be precise, it was a color picture with a sketch of a girl on it.
The painting It was covered with bright red liquid.
"This is my homework, why is it here with you?"
A faint voice sounded in Liu Jingjing's ears.
Liu Jingjing turned her head fiercely, and Liu Juan stood behind her and looked at her motionless, with a sly smile on her face, which looked very strange.
"No, I don't know, I don't know."
Liu Jingjing quickly threw the sketch in her hand on the ground.
"Look carefully, does the girl in the painting look the same as you?"
Liu Juan grinned, showing her white teeth.
Only then did Liu Jingjing realize that the girl in the painting on the ground did look a lot like herself.
In an instant, Liu Jingjing's whole body trembled.
She already felt something was wrong.
Thinking of the strange behavior of the male teacher just now, a trace of despair flashed in Liu Jingjing's eyes.
She seemed to understand something.
At this time, she also remembered what she had done before.
What the female teacher downstairs said to me when she came to the studio: "It's so early, you're the first one to come."
She was the first one to come, and a trace of panic flashed in Liu Juan and Liu Jingjing's eyes.
Before she could understand, Liu Juan put her hand on her shoulder: "You said, we are destined to be together."
"Yes, right?"
At this time, her face cracked open again, and blood continuously seeped out from the cracks on her face and dripped on Liu Jingjing's face.
The lobby on the first floor of Yanci Art Training Center.
I saw the male teacher rushing downstairs with a face full of horror.
He said to the female teacher: "Yan Juan is back, she is back."
"What?"
The female teacher's face instantly turned pale.
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She trembled and said, "You, you saw it?"
"No, I didn't see it.
The new student who just came yesterday saw it and said that Yan Juan went to the water room."
The male teacher wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Why did you run down by yourself?
What should I do with that girl?"
the female teacher asked anxiously.
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound from outside, and a figure jumped down from the building and fell hard to the ground.
"Ah" the male teacher screamed, turned around and ran outside.
The female teacher fell to the ground and murmured: "It's over, it's over, another one has died, the third one, this is the third one who has died this year."
At this time, the downstairs of Yanci Art Training Center was crowded with people, and everyone had frightened faces and whispered.
"What a miserable death."
"This building is haunted.
It is said that the little girl who jumped from the building last year turned into a ghost."
"What can we do?
It's not the principal of this training center who is to blame."
At this time, two young people walked out of the crowd, and one of them was wearing a half mask on his face, it was Wang Jian and Ling Zhiyun.
"Monday, he really showed up."
Ling Zhiyun grinned.
Wang Jian murmured: "So heavy, so heavy resentment."
As he spoke, his eyes slowly turned golden.
"Why didn't I feel it?"
Ling Zhiyun spread his hands.
Wang Jian's eyes quickly returned to normal color, and he said calmly: "I saw her, on the top of the building, looking at us
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