Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

At this time in the past, the corridor must have been noisy and bustling. Idlers coming and going, as well as laughter, cursing, and ghost screams from each dormitory, interweave a unique scene in the boys' dormitory before the lights are turned off.

But today, there was no one in the corridor, and the doors of all the dormitories were tightly closed, which seemed a little strangely quiet, as if they had come to an abandoned building that had been abandoned for a long time.

There was a sound of rushing water in the water room. It turned out that there was a faucet left open, and there was a red plastic basin under it, which contained a few clothes that were about to be washed, and the overflowing water flowed into the sewer again.

—Where is the laundryman?

The floor of the corridor was still as dirty as ever, and there were all kinds of waste paper, cigarette butts and food packaging bags.Moreover, several of the cigarette butts were still red and had not been extinguished. [

It all goes to show that, just before I step onto the third floor, the place is as bustling as ever.

I have to say, this is really weird.Even if the dormitory inspects the ward, it is impossible to do this.

The sharp perception I developed the day after tomorrow sensed a hint of danger, I subconsciously picked up a beer bottle from the corner, and continued walking towards my dormitory.

When we reached the door of the dormitory, there was still no sound inside.I took a deep breath, stretched out my hand and pushed the door open, and large groups of green smoke came out. I was stunned by the sight in front of me.

No one could be seen, because the smog filled the whole room, and only the outlines of a few beds could be vaguely seen.The smoke rushed into my nasal cavity all of a sudden, making me cough violently.

To create such a scene, how many people must be smoking in the dormitory at the same time!I took two steps back and tried to calm myself down. As the smoke continued to flow out, I finally got a clear view of the scene inside.

Dozens of people were densely packed into eight beds in the dormitory, each of them had a cigarette butt in their mouth, and a large amount of smoke was emitted between breaths.

The dormitory is already small, but now there are so many people crowded, and they are still smoking at the same time, no wonder the smog is almost like a fairy!

A voice floated from the depths of the dormitory: "Oh, the Lord is finally back?"