A work of pure hate
The description of the characters and environment is based on my alma mater and other local colleges and universities, and contains strong malice and fabrication.
Yang Ergou scored 250 points in the high school entrance examination. When his mother took out the rolling pin, he knelt down with a "dong" sound.
"Mom, I tried my best."
"Nine subjects plus ten subjects of physical education. You didn't get a grade bigger than your shoe size in any damn subject. How dare you say that?"
Yang Ergou didn't take it seriously. Anyway, his father, who he didn't see a few times a year, would take action.
"Ouch! I missed! You, the thing that can't stand on the wall, were born because my ancestral grave was haunted!" Ms. Yang threw the stick in her hand, sat down on the ground and started howling. The posture that moved the world was like her son either failed in the exam or failed in the exam.
Yang Ergou touched his nose and was probably a little embarrassed to open his mouth and said, "Mom, that's not called haunting, that's called the manifestation of ancestors."
"I show you——"
A month and a half later, Yang Ergou stood in front of the high school that his father had spent money to build for him. He pointed at the black air lingering on top of the school and said to his mother, "Mom, this is haunted."
