Zhu Yang went to college alone in another place. Because his family was rich and spoiled by nature, his parents simply bought a villa for her near the school.

So that she can avoid the pain of getting along with others in the dormitory and focus on her studies.

However, it is hard to say whether you have concentration in your studies, but you should have such good conditions for living alone, and you should have the hard conditions for living alone, and you should have the right conditions for living in the world.

Zhuyang is often lit up here and there is a night of carnival. The noisy music often makes residents nearby dissatisfied. They are repeatedly complained about, and even the police even go to the door and still continue to teach them.

In a few days, I will wish Yang a birthday. Based on her vanity and ostentatiousness, I will definitely have to do a big show, so I have been starting to decorate the atmosphere recently.

At any time, I would invite one or two friends to help, come up with ideas to help, and do something like that.

That day Zhu Yang pulled his plastic best friend Xie Xiaomeng over—

Of course, her best friend is a humble person in Zhuyang. In fact, to outsiders, her best friend and even the sister group centered on Zhuyang are her followers.

People like to point fingers at this group of people from a moral perspective, but in private they can't help but yearn for their extravagance and eroticism.

Some people have even made varying degrees of efforts to get Zhuyang’s party invitation, because getting in touch with this beautiful circle is worth showing off and even has many hidden benefits.

Zhu Yang opened the door by himself and ordered Xie Xiaomeng to go to the express box to get things. Recently, she has purchased a lot of decorations online.

Xie Xiaomeng complained in her heart, but said, "Isn't it enough to send it to the planning company at the beginning? It also saves you from working hard every day."

Zhu Yang said: "Anyway, I'm idle."

Xie Xiaomeng cursed in her heart, "You just need to place an order online and just move your mouth, but they are still busy in the end?"

After entering the house, the two of them threw their bags on the sofa and began to dismantle the express delivery.

Halfway through the removal, Xie Xiaomeng found a flat box, and she thought it was an eye shadow palette bought by Zhu Yang.

Open it and see: "Sexy beauty, temptation to have an empty room! European and American male models, go into the sea to fight fiercely?"

The erotic title of Hongguoguo makes Xie Xiaomeng's eyes look at Zhu Yang intriguing-

“Oh~~~”

Zhu Yang snatched the box of CDs and sneered, "What's your look? I thought I bought it? I need to watch movies? I would watch such cheap, vulgar, and thought someone would buy it with European and American gimmicks?"

This is true, Xie Xiaomeng felt quite disappointed.

No matter how bitch-like Zhu Yang is, he is genuine, otherwise the leader of the sister group would not be her turn.

Let me just say that if she enters the entertainment industry, she will be enough to support herself if she doesn't mention anything else.

Just as I was about to tease, "Why are you targeted by the film seller?"

I heard Zhu Yang turn his head: "I really know!"

Then when she watched her excitedly plug the CD into the player, Xie Xiaomeng almost got bogged down by this sudden routine.

Zhu Yang also warned Xie Xiaomeng while playing the button, "Don't go out and talk nonsense. If I hear any rumors, I will tell others that this is what you brought to me for the reward."

Xie Xiaomeng quietly curled her lips. This whole university town is a radius of hundreds of miles, and it is a prank that makes people think of it out of nothing. Who can beat you?

The picture on TV was already out while talking, and the opening of the ancestral Tokyo Hot Dis is the opening.

Then the picture turned and came to an empty room, which was simply arranged and dimly lit.

Zhu Yang thought it was in line with the theme, but this tone was too dark, so dark that it was depressing and heavy. It was not like that movie, but like the tone of a horror movie.

Thinking of this, a chair appeared in the picture, and then a woman in a white dress came over and sat down.

He took out a comb and combed her black and shiny hair one after another.

The woman has beautiful hair, which makes her mediocre appearance even more bland.

Zhu Yang couldn't help but say, "This actress doesn't look good!"

As soon as this was said, I wonder if it was an illusion. The woman in the picture combing her hair in the mirror seemed to be stiff, and then she resumed the repeated mechanical and somewhat strange movements.

Xie Xiaomeng became a little more and more frizzy as she watched: "Do you think this picture looks familiar? The death video of Sadako in the midnight bell, isn't there a woman combing her hair at the beginning?"

At the same time, the woman who had the picture finally reacted. She looked up and seemed to be looking at them through the mirror.

Then a cunning smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then slowly got up and turned around—

"Oh! Is there really a Sadako movie?" The silent room suddenly sounded Zhu Yang's sudden realization.

"Hmm?" Even though Xie Xiaomeng was so scared that she was in her throat, she couldn't help but be confused.

Zhu Yang explained: "There was a funny variety show before. The female guest said that she liked to watch various movies, such as European, American, Japanese and Korean, and was talking about horror movies, but a group of people started to make a fuss. Then when it comes to Sadako, there is a dirty demon king who is really surprised, and there is Sadako?"

"That edit is still widely circulated on the old waves!"

After she said this, Xie Xiaomeng also remembered: "No way?"

Zhu Yang said, "What can't be done? As long as you can make money, why can't those people shoot it? This joke is so popular, you can wait. In a while, there will definitely be a strong man behind the female ghost."

"I used a household name to shoot a horror character to make money. The business opportunities are good." Zhu Yang unpacked the potato chips: "The atmosphere is very good, it is quite restored. The woman is really ugly, and her figure is not very good, so it probably depends on gimmicks."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman on TV turned around and walked towards the only window in the room. Before turning around, her already gloomy eyes seemed to look in Zhu Yang's direction and became even more vicious.

Then the woman turned over and jumped down the window and disappeared into the picture. The room was still the same room, and the picture gradually became darker.

The whole film is over!

Zhu Yang was confused. There were no strong men, no female ghosts from being shy to being enthusiastic and excited, no sex!

What's the end?

Just as she was about to scold her, the ringtone of her cell phone was the first ringer before her voice.

At this time, the light in the house seemed particularly dim, and the sudden ringing of the ring scared the two of them.

Zhu Yang impatiently took out his cell phone from his bag and showed it was an unfamiliar number.

After clicking on the switch, a rough and hoarse female voice came from over: "s-sevenday!"

Silence and emptiness will amplify a tiny sound. Zhu Yang did not open the door, but Xie Xiaomeng clearly heard the content on the other end of the phone.

Her face turned pale and cold sweat came out. From the CD just now, the whole atmosphere was filled with a suffocating weirdness.

But Zhu Yang was so angry that he heard this: "s-s-s-s, you can't stop your mother from being so tall. She doesn't have a standard pronunciation and dare to s American version of Midnight Bell. I understand that you, the prank losers, like to make themselves look like that. I'll ask you why the whole film is just an Asian woman with the American version of the setting? She's not afraid of being unacceptable to the local environment and having a bad review!"

I hung up the phone unhappily, and Zhu Yang stood up: "Let's waste time, let's continue to arrange it."

But Xie Xiaomeng, who had always obeyed her words, suddenly stood up, her lips were pale and trembling, "You, do you really think that was a prank?"

Zhu Yang was puzzled: "Or what if it were? Do you really believe that the copycat Sadako would crawl out of the TV?"

As he said that, he took out the CD and threw the disc and the box into the trash can.

Xie Xiaomeng swallowed: "Then you're happy. I think something is wrong. You don't even feel that the house suddenly becomes gloomy?"

"Who do you think is gloomy?" Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows.

Xie Xiaomeng didn't dare to offend her, but her strong sense of back made her dare not stay here for too long: "No, I, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. I'll go back first, let's help you with some arrangements."

Seeing that her legs were shaking, Zhu Yang felt despised and didn't bother to see her unlucky appearance, so he waved his hand: "Let's go!"

Xie Xiaomeng was granted a general amnesty and was about to leave after taking his bag. He was stopped by Zhu Yang again—

"Take the trash out and throw it away."

Xie Xiaomeng and the girls around them have long been used to this kind of call, so they usually silence their lips and don’t think anything, but the CD just now lay in the garbage bag.

Xie Xiaomeng was a little embarrassed, but when he took Zhu Yang's tyranny, he had to pick up his fingers and carry the garbage before leaving the door.

Zhu Yang originally planned to arrange the specific layout today, because Xie Xiaomeng was a professional design designer, but she was delayed by a videotape and nothing was done.

While cursing in my heart, I really felt that there seemed to be a feeling of discomfort in the room.

This coldness is like adsorbing into pores, and it has a kind of irritation that follows you like a shadow.

Zhu Yang turned off the air conditioner. The high temperature in June soon made the room hot. In the past, Zhu Yang was so angry that he couldn't stand it.

But now she actually felt that it was just right, as if the coldness of the sun was counteracted.

This made Zhu Yang feel a little scared for no reason, but at this time his thoughts were only about scaring himself, thinking that Xie Xiaomeng's cowardly appearance affected her.

I took out my cell phone and ordered a takeaway, and planned to take a hot shower at this time.

Zhu’s parents were busy with business. When they bought this villa for their daughter, they didn’t even come to the scene. The assistant took care of the whole process and bought a luxury luggage and moved in.

She has lived here for almost three years, and she is not lonely because she often invites friends to play.

The water sprayed from the shower poured on her body, making her pores a lot more unblocked, and the cold feeling disappeared most of the time.

Zhu Yang thought that he was indeed scaring himself. When he was about to squeeze shampoo and shampoo, he suddenly found that there were several large strands of black hair on the white bathroom tiles.

Zhu Yang carefully stretched out his hand and stroked his hair. With a gentle flow, he suddenly had a handful of fallen hair in his hand.

She looked up suddenly, and she looked frightened in the bathroom mirror. Her hair was still falling off under the erosion of water, and her entire scalp was alopecia areata.

Zhu Yang was about to scream when the warm and moderate water temperature suddenly became hot, just like the boiling water pouring down.

She reflexively hid out of the shower area, and felt a piercing pain when her elbow hit somewhere, and then she felt like she was returning to her soul.

Zhu Yang looked at the ground again and lost a lot of hair, except for the amount of normal metabolism.

I hurriedly looked in the mirror again and breathed a sigh of relief. My hair was still there and I didn't turn bald.

He touched it carefully and then pulled it carefully. After confirming that it was fine, Zhu Yang did not dare to stay here for too long. He turned off the showerhead and hurriedly wrapped the bath towel and went out.
To be continued...