The liberal arts building is next to the teacher's office building. Standing at the window, you can see Lao Yuan and Teacher Liang in the office on the second floor.

Almost all the people in Wen 1 were crowded together at the window, some were posted on the window, and some were piled on chairs and tables. Everyone looked over there together.

Teacher Liang was a little excited in the office. Although I couldn't hear clearly what she was saying, I could almost guess it by pointing to the sky and the ground. Lao Yuan was much calmer, with almost no body language. He only looked back and noticed that the window here was crowded.

When someone was waiting, he came over, waved his hand, and closed the curtains.

In terms of geographical location, they were better than Wen 3 downstairs. After the curtains were drawn, they found many Wen 3 people standing in the open space downstairs.

"Can I watch?" someone asked downstairs.

"Can't see," someone downstairs replied, "What did you see?"

"It's noisy," someone said from upstairs. "Now the curtains are closed and you can't see it anymore."

The person in Wen 3 continued to raise his neck, and Wei Chaoren couldn't help but ask: "I can't see, I can't hear, what are you doing there?"

"Liang Mu... Teacher Liang said," said the person downstairs, "until this matter is resolved and you apologize to us, we cannot enter the classroom."

"What are you doing, demonstrating?" Wei Chaoren said.

"What nonsense are you telling them?" Lu Wei downstairs was very dissatisfied with such a friendly exchange and interrupted the conversation.

"It's impossible to apologize," Wei Chaoren said, "Let's break up and don't have wild imaginations."

Twenty minutes later, Lao Yuan entered the classroom, with no sign of victory or defeat on his face.

"Lao Yuan, what's going on?" Someone in the classroom asked eagerly about the situation of the battle.

"Kou Chen," Lao Yuan said, "you two are the masters. Go downstairs and sweep away the dust on the wall."

"They have cleaned up." Kou Chen said.

"Just pretend," Lao Yuan said, "and you are not entirely right."

Huo Ran turned back and glanced at Kou Chen. Kou Chen stood up, and he followed suit.

When the two of them walked out together, Lao Yuan added: "Bring your tools with you. If you are not allowed to use their class's stuff, you will have to come up and get it."

Huo Ran sighed, looked at the brooms in the corner, and found that not all of them were new, only one looked plump. He walked over quickly, even if it was just for show, he still wanted to get a new one.

As soon as his hand touched the broomstick, Kou Chen's hand reached out from the side and gave a hard "snap" on the back of his hand, causing him to jerk back his hand in pain.

"You..." When he gritted his teeth and turned to glare at Kou Chen, Kou Chen had already held the new broom in his hand and smiled at him.

Huo Ran resisted the urge to curse and took another handful. Just as he was about to leave, Kou Chen, who had already walked out of the classroom, turned back and picked up the bucket next to him with a smile almost close to his face, with a look on his face: "You

Look at me taking two things, I am a loyal person" and walked out of the classroom again.

When they went downstairs, Teacher Liang stood at the door of the Literature 3 classroom and said nothing.

Huo Ran glanced into the classroom, and there was really no one inside. They were all standing in the open space outside.

However, the tense atmosphere in the two classes that had been going on for so long has mostly disappeared, and now they are just watching the excitement. When Huo Ran and Kou Chen walked into the classroom, there were people outside waving to them.

Kou Chen raised his head, walked under the dusty ceiling, and poked the ground with the broom: "It's right here, let's sweep it."

"...What are you sweeping?" Huo Ran looked at the floor that had not only been swept but also mopped.

"Why don't you ask Liang Mulan." Kou Chen bent down and began to wave the broom on the floor. He swept very seriously. When he reached the table, he even lifted the table and swept underneath.

Drama queen!

Huo Ran was very disdainful, but he could only start sweeping the floor.

In order to distinguish himself from the drama queen, he swept very perfunctorily without bending his back.

The main reason is that there is really nothing to sweep. The dust on the table that has not been wiped all summer may be more than the dust on the floor.

"Be more serious about scanning." Kou Chen turned around.

Huo Ran said nothing and looked at him.

"Liang is watching at the door. If she is not satisfied, she will come again for half an hour and say, 'You don't respect me.'" Kou Chen glanced at the door, "I will tie you up and spend the night in a ghost building tonight."

Huo Ran hesitated for a moment, then humiliated and bent down to show the same posture as Kou Chen, but he was very unhappy with Kou Chen's words: "It seems that the ghost building is your home. If I go in and stand there for you to tie up, you may not even dare to fuck me."

Go in and play like a suona."

"Well..." Kou Chen stopped, thought about it, and then asked, "Okay."

"What?" Huo Ran was stunned.

"You don't have to stand there and let me tie you up," Kou Chen said. "For one hour, from 12 o'clock to 1 o'clock, whoever comes out first loses."

"Going to the Ghost House at night?" Huo Ran was stunned again.

"Don't worry, if you don't dare to go, I won't tell anyone." After finishing speaking, Kou Chen continued to sweep the floor.

"Where's the bet?" Huo Ran asked.

"Whatever," Kou Chen said, "I'll call you dad if I lose."

"No need," Huo Ran said, "I like my daughter."

Kou Chen thought for a while: "If you lose, do something for the other party. As long as it doesn't break the law, you can say it when you think about it."

"Okay," Huo Ran agreed simply, "What if we both came out first? Or ran out side by side?"

"Impossible," Kou Chen said, "Why are there so many things? Just say whether you want to go or not."

"Go." Huo Ran said.

Kou Chen underestimated him. He had indeed never been to the Ghost Building. It wasn't that he didn't dare, but he simply didn't think of going. The school said it was a dangerous building and students were not allowed to go up there.

Of course... he is afraid of ghosts, but who is not afraid of ghosts?
Chapter completed!