April 18th, Bingwu Year
The lights in the evening self-study classroom suddenly started flashing crazily. The originally noisy classroom suddenly became eerily quiet, and the lights flickered on and off.
Dark red fonts suddenly appeared on the blackboard at some point. It may have been because the lights were turned off just now, which made it look particularly abrupt. The content of the words are classroom rules that must be followed.
Chen He looked at the words on the blackboard without any trouble. The young man sat by the window with a calm expression and tapped his fingertips on the table, as if he had already seen through this weird story.
The moment darkness fell, a cold hand gently held his wrist.
"Are you afraid, Chen He?"
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