Chapter 95 The last person in the exam will die (Subscribe) Have you heard? The last one in the exam will die. I don't know when this campus legend began to spread, whether it appeared in the past or was spread by someone with ulterior motives just as the final exams were approaching this year. Is it a malicious prank, or is it true? As July approaches, students at Shiraishi Middle School who are preparing for their final exams have more or less heard about this campus legend. Such legends and anecdotes are often used as jokes among classmates. Especially the one who usually performs the worst among a group of friends will often be teased. If he does too badly in the exam this time, he will be dragged away by a female ghost. Whether intentional or unintentional, the emergence of such a campus legend has prompted many students who usually rank at the bottom of exams to start studying seriously. This made many students reasonably suspect that this campus legend was deliberately released by the school.
The purpose is to stimulate those students who don’t like studying much on weekdays to invest their time and energy in the final exam once a semester. When Pinggong Chiye heard this campus legend, he had already finished the first two subjects. This time, the final exams at Shiraishi High School covered a total of ten courses, divided into five days of exams. Only two subjects were tested in the morning each day, leaving the afternoon completely free. Usually when he had nothing to do in the afternoon, Hiramiya Chiye would go to the supernatural club, participate in some club activities, and then return home. On the third day of the exam, Hiramiya Chiya came to the meeting room of the Spiritual Society as usual. Before I walked in, I could faintly hear the sound of a girl crying from inside. When I opened the door and went in, there were only two people in the conference room. One was Horii Suzune, who was always the first to arrive in the conference room, and the other was Ryoka, a classmate from the next class who usually didn't attract much attention. Hiramiya Chiye glanced over and saw Horii Suzune patiently comforting the crying classmate Suzuka. He did not choose to disturb her, but sat quietly a little further away. Listening to Horii Suzune's words of comfort and the whispered conversation between the two of them, I roughly understood what had happened. The legend that the last place in the exam will result in death is like a curse that crushes Lianghua. Because she missed two exams on the second day due to a cold, many of her good friends and classmates mentioned this campus legend to her in a serious manner today. She was really scared about campus legends that had something to do with ghosts, so at the suggestion of a friend, she went to the Supernatural Club. This is how we have the current scene. As the president of the supernatural club, Horii Suzune is very good at this kind of psychological work to relieve emotions. In less than 10 minutes, she made Suzuka stop crying and even smile. "Suzune-san, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, I might not even be able to take the exam tomorrow out of fear." After Ryoka expressed her gratitude to Horii Suzune again and again, she glanced into the meeting room and saw a third person who had come in at some point. Her cheeks flushed, and she subconsciously wiped her eyes, then left the meeting room with an embarrassed look on her face. There were only two people left in the conference room. Pinggong Qianye casually asked, "Has there ever been a school legend in Shiraishi Middle School that the last person in an exam would die?" “Yes, but most of the time nothing happens.” "Most of the time?"
"Well, I learned from the sophomores and juniors and some seniors who graduated in previous years that every one or two years, a student would suddenly die after the final exams, and it was suspected to be suicide." Horii Suzune said helplessly, "Mr. Hiramiya, you should understand that students may choose to commit suicide for a variety of reasons, not just related to test scores, so it is difficult to logically link the last place in the test with death." Pinggong Chiye also agreed with this point. Death is something that everyone fears. Those who can overcome this fear and choose to commit suicide usually have unresolved psychological problems. Being the last in a final exam should be something that students who have always been at the bottom of the class should have expected. If they would choose to commit suicide because of this, they probably wouldn't get such bad scores. On the contrary, students like Lianghua who usually perform well in exams are more likely to have suicidal thoughts due to temporary pain when their final exam results are seriously inconsistent with their expectations. "I just told Lianghua that she wasn't the only one who missed the exam yesterday. There were also two male students from Class 3. She just needs to perform consistently in the next exams and she won't get the last place." The two chatted about this matter for a while, and other members of the Psychic Society also arrived one after another. But the number of people today was obviously much smaller, not even half of them were present. "It's because of the recent legend on campus that the last place in the exam will lead to death. As members of the supernatural club, they don't want to be associated with such legends that may involve ghosts more than any other students. So those who usually do poorly in exams start looking for tutoring after the exams in the morning." Horii Suzune was very satisfied with this, and she would grant any requests for leave from members to study extra classes. In her opinion, members of the Psychic Society should be more cautious like this. Know ghosts and gods, respect ghosts and gods, and then stay away from ghosts and gods. Only when humans learn to be reverent can they live longer. This is an extremely effective rule of survival. Today's meeting was very short and there were no additional activities. Hiramiya Chiye left school early and returned home. I took a shower and read for two hours in my room before heading to the temple. Before I even walked in, I heard Ruyi and several elderly people who came to pay their respects were folding paper cranes and chatting happily in a side hall. Through the contact over the past few days, Heimiya Chiye discovered that this monk Ruyi from Kichijoji was a very patient and empathetic monk. He always maintains an optimistic attitude when chatting with all the elderly people. No matter what the topic is, he can provide very positive emotional value. If he didn't insist on taking me as his master, he would be very suitable to come to the temple to help with the work. Pinggong Qianye did not interrupt their conversation, walked around the side hall and came to the main hall. The main hall door is tightly closed today. There is too much dust from the surrounding construction, which can easily drift into the hall with the wind. So the main hall has been closed tightly these days to prevent dust from drifting in. After burning incense and paying homage to Mahavairocana, Pinggong Qianye habitually glanced at the bright lamp, which was still burning, with no sign of the flame shaking or going out. Withdrawing his gaze, Heimiya Chiye continued to practice Goma. After several previous experiences, he can now easily enter the state of practice and then exit it. Although each session of deep practice is not long, accumulating small amounts into large ones is also a form of practice.
In addition, on the night three days ago, he suppressed and liberated all the gods of the Golden Light Sect in one breath, and his magic power increased greatly, and the practice of Homapin also became easier. As dusk approached, Ruyi ended her chat with the old people, escorted them out of the temple and came to the main hall. Seeing that Pinggong Qianye was still practicing, he did not choose to disturb him, but stood aside and watched from a distance. When the time hand approached around 6 o'clock, Pinggong Qianye opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of hot air. He stood up, tidied up the Homa instruments around him, and then walked towards where Ruyi was. "Master Liansheng, I will go back today." Ruyi clasped his hands together and bowed, and Pinggong Qianye watched him leave without trying to keep him. Ever since that night when he killed the troublemakers of the Golden Light Sect, Ruyi arrived at the Weilian Ancient Temple at 6 . every day and left the temple before 6 . He looked like he was ready to fight a protracted war with me. It goes without saying that this course of action must have been supported by Hase Hideichi and Akechi Mitsuhide behind the scenes. Pinggong Qianye sighed slightly. Ruyi was a very good monk, but he really had no intention of accepting a disciple now. …… At 9:30 in the evening, Ando Yota left the basketball court and returned home, holding a basketball in his right hand and a bottle of room-temperature mineral water in his left hand. He opened the door, changed his shoes and walked through the entrance hall, only to see his parents already sitting on the sofa waiting for him. "I heard that you have missed exams for three consecutive days?" Ando Taro had a dark face, suppressing his anger. "I'm not interested in taking part in such a boring exam." Ando Yota shrugged, disagreeing. "What on earth do you want to do? Do you know how many connections I had to use to get you into Baishi High School?" "What does that have to do with me? You were only doing it for yourself from the beginning to the end." Ando Youta also suppressed his anger, "You knew I liked basketball, but you insisted on bringing me back from a basketball school abroad and letting me attend Shiraishi High School." "Yes, I admit that Baishi High School is a good school, but this is not the school I chose voluntarily. It is the school you arranged and chose." "Let alone the final exam, I won't take any exams from now on!" Ando Youta vented his anger for a while, ignored his parents' gloomy faces, and walked through the living room and upstairs. After putting the basketball away, I went back to my room to get a set of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Soak in a bathtub with water of the right temperature and watch the white foam cover your chest. Ando Youta raised his head, his eyes were a little blurry and confused. Why do parents always want their children to compromise? Why can't they compromise for the sake of their children? Aren’t they trying so hard just to make their children happy? But why do we always use the pain of the present to describe the happiness of the future to ourselves? If a child does not feel happy now, how can he believe that he will be happy in the future? If you think about it, this seems like a very bad thing to do.
Perhaps, so-called parents are just satisfying their own boring desire for control by arranging their children's lives? They brought me back from abroad, didn't they because they were afraid that when I grew up, I would be out of their control and live on my own? But what can I resist? Boycott the exam out of spite? How childish is this behavior! But he really couldn't find a weapon that would make his parents care. It’s so annoying. Why has my life become like this? Let’s think about happy things. Oh, there has been a campus legend circulating in the school recently. The person who ranks last in the exam will die. For someone like me who prepares for the exam for three days, is there anyone else who could score lower than me? Will I die for such a stupid reason? What a ridiculous campus legend. After taking a bath, Ando Yangta stood up from the bathtub and rinsed his body with clean water again. Before leaving, he glanced at the bathtub again, shook his head and chuckled. If there really is a ghostly power in this campus legend, then wasn't the moment I took a shower just now the best opportunity to kill myself? This is how it's played out on TV: an evil ghost crawls out of the bathtub, drags the person taking a bath into the water and drowns them, and the bathtub is filled with hair. After changing his clothes, Ando Youta walked out of the bathroom, went into his bedroom, and sat on the edge of the bed. Looking at the pile of books on the desk, he was silent for a while, then chose to pick up his phone to play games. He actually doesn't hate reading at all. At around 1 ., Ando Yota put his cell phone aside, without even turning off the lights in the room, and fell asleep due to fatigue from playing basketball. Hu Hu Hu. There seemed to be a silent wind blowing past the window. The next morning, Ando Yota's mother knocked on the door and opened it. Only then did she realize that her son was lying on the bed, his face was pale, his body was cold, he wasn't breathing, and he had been dead for a long time. (End of this chapter)