177: Chapter 177: They’re Not Even on the Sa Level 177: Chapter 177: They’re Not Even on the Sa Level Teacher Han attempted to store Jin Sheng’s howork book in the Item Bar, and to his surprise, he succeeded on the first try.
“This child’s Curse Item is sowhat special.”
After reading all the Kaidan Jin Sheng left behind, which had already taken up a lot of ti, Teacher Han did not continue to linger in the classroom.
He called Old Li and prepared to head to the office building.
Hurrying out of the classroom, Teacher Han had just arrived at the corridor when he stopped in his tracks.
From the window of the teaching building, they could clearly see that the door of the dormitory building was open, and a man exuding a terrifying aura was walking towards the teaching building.
“Ma Manjiang?”
Knowing he didn’t have much ti left, Teacher Han waved at Old Li, kept low, and hurriedly ran toward the office building.
“Jin Sheng’s body was found in his dormitory’s closet in reality, does Ma Manjiang know this?
Is that why he’s been guarding the dormitory building?”
Teacher Han never underestimated his adversaries, which was one of the reasons he had survived until now.
“Old Li!
Don’t show your head!
Don’t look outside!”
“What’s up?
What’s up?
Did a bad guy run into the school?” Although Old Li was older in age, his body was still very agile; he squatted by the wall, carrying a host of ghosts.
Even though Old Li crouched down, the female ghost behind him still stood in the corridor, impossible to hide.
“Forget it, you stay here!
Don’t let anyone enter the last classroom at all costs.”
Old Li was too conspicuous to hide, so Teacher Han had no choice but to go to the office building alone.
He couldn’t care about anything else, keeping low and sticking close to the walls as he dashed toward the office building.
“Since Ma Manjiang had been blocking the dormitory building before and now appeared with those three Little Ghosts, it suggests he might have searched every corner of the dormitory building and realized that Jin Sheng might be hiding elsewhere.”
With this in mind, Teacher Han beca even more anxious,
“I’ve already completed a task, and the three-hour ga duration is up, so I can exit the ga at any ti now.
I am actually confident in tangling with him.”
Ma Manjiang moved very fast.
When Teacher Han looked out the window again, that ghostly shadow had already entered the teaching building.
The teaching building and office building at Yimin Private Academy were connected, and Teacher Han ran straight into the office building.
To prevent a face-to-face encounter with the other party, he hid in the office building’s stairwell.
The dark stairwell could lead to an inadvertent encounter with sothing unknown, but Teacher Han didn’t have the luxury of hesitation.
He concentrated on feeling the landlord’s ring; he would imdiately dodge at the slightest hint of coldness.
Sneaking around, by the ti he reached the second floor of the office building, the sound of glass shattering ca from the fourth floor of the teaching building.
“Ma Manjiang might have gone to the fourth floor of the teaching building!”
Teacher Han was worried about Old Li, but right now he had more important things to handle.
The school infirmary was just beside the communal corridor of the office and teaching buildings; all Teacher Han had to do was cross the hallway to get inside.
On the fourth floor, the Ghost and Monsters on Old Li seed to be fighting with sothing.
Seizing the opportunity, Teacher Han raced for his life toward the infirmary.
He only had eyes for that door, pushing his Physical Strength to the limit.
Getting closer and closer!
Ten ters!
Five ters!
The sound of the wind filled his ears, and the scent of blood gradually thickened in the air.
Three ters!
Just two ters from the door, a blood-drenched Ghost Face, dragging a huge body woven from malice, appeared at the mouth of the corridor.
“Ma Manjiang!”
Teacher Han’s eyes turned blood-red as he sprinted with all his might, unable to co to a complete stop within two ters.
Given Ma Manjiang’s imnse and malicious body, comparable to a complete Little Eight, Teacher Han couldn’t hope to escape from his grasp, even if he wanted to.
In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts collided in Teacher Han’s Brain Sea; he didn’t slow down, but instead accelerated once more.
The twisted face filled with Hatred lit up with Ghost Patterns as Teacher Han raised his arm high.
As he collided with Ma Manjiang, he slapped that bloodied face hard.
Touching the deepest secrets of the Soul!
Endless malice spread in all directions, and despair, greed, and lust swirled toward Teacher Han’s Brain Sea like a black fog.
At the heart of that enveloping darkness, Teacher Han saw a deep blue Butterfly.
No one had ever dared to do this to Ma Manjiang.
His body began to crack, like a gaping mouth wanting to swallow Teacher Han whole.
Now Teacher Han had no other choice.
He glanced at the infirmary door one ter away, then decisively exited the ga!
As the world froze in a crimson hue, his consciousness instantly detached.
Removing the gaming headset, Teacher Han lay bent over on the bed, panting heavily as if he had asthma.
Clutching his fiercely pounding chest, he couldn’t calm down no matter what.
“Ma Manjiang’s Soul harbors a blue Butterfly, which looks like so kind of brand!”
After gulping down a few sips of cool water, Teacher Han collapsed on the bed: “What do I do when I log in next ti?
With Ma Manjiang’s cunning and treacherous Personality, he will definitely guard the body.”
“The infirmary door is to my left hand, about a ter away from .
I need to release the Paperman at the first opportunity, then kick open the door and enter the room.”
“Once Jin Sheng is found, take him and jump out of the infirmary window together.”
Constantly recreating the scene in his mind, even without any unforeseen interferences, Teacher Han felt his odds of survival were only thirty percent.
“This Ma Manjiang is really troubleso.”
He opened his computer and, fighting off exhaustion, recorded all the kaidans handwritten by Jin Sheng.
He couldn’t guarantee that he could still log off alive after logging into the ga next ti.
Normally, this was the mont one would write a will, lanting the impermanence of life.
But Han Fei was different, he had gotten used to this feeling.
Without writing any will, he just organized all the information related to the Yimin Private Academy case that he knew, and then sent it along with Jin Sheng’s kaidans to Li Xue.
Han Fei never claid to be a good person, but as he faced death, his “will” was still helping the police.
Without any omission, it was already daylight by the ti Han Fei sent the information to Li Xue.
Barely holding on, he lay down on his bed and fell asleep imdiately.
Knowing that he would face a life-or-death situation that night, Han Fei could still sleep soundly during the day.
His psychological endurance had been trained to be extrely strong, at least far beyond any ordinary actor’s.
He slept until past three in the afternoon and after waking up, Han Fei checked his phone, first replied to Li Xue’s various questions, and then looked at other unread ssages.
Director Jiang had grown accustod to Han Fei not answering his calls and had directly sent Han Fei several video ssages.
After opening them, Director Jiang’s excited voice imdiately filled Han Fei’s room.
“Han Fei!
This is a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity!
You previously rejected Director Zhang’s offer, saying you couldn’t leave Xinhu, and now Director Zhang himself has co to Xinhu to scout locations!
He’s planning to shoot that supporting actor’s scenes here!”
“Director Zhang even called this morning to ask about you, you can’t refuse him again!”
“This is Director Zhang’s first suspense blockbuster, and he is very cautious, carefully selecting every actor!
He truly sees potential in you.
If you are free, give a call back.”
“I have checked the script for you, it’s about a mystery novelist with nine personalities!
You play the most complex personality, which suits you very well!
I have already accepted on your behalf!
Be at Xinhu Yayi Theater at eight o’clock tonight for the audition!”
“Big brother?
Still not answering the phone!
You are not going to stand Director Zhang up, are you?
I’ve staked my reputation on this!”
Director Jiang in the video was frantic, almost as if he was about to rush over and find Han Fei himself.
“Nine personalities?
A mystery novelist?”
An opportunity highly coveted by any actor was now lying right before him, it would truly be a waste not to take it.
After washing up and eating sothing, Han Fei saw that there was still so ti left, so he picked up a book from the table and started reading.
“What is education?
A low-level teacher simply imparts truths to students, but an excellent teacher makes students discover the truths themselves…”
At seven fifty in the evening, Han Fei arrived at Xinhu Yayi Theater.
It was his first ti in such a place.
As soon as he got out of the car, Han Fei was recognized by a staff mber, who then led him backstage.
“Teacher Han, please wait here for now, I will co to deliver the script to you at eight o’clock.”
“The script?”
“Director Zhang wants to see who is the most suitable, so he will provide you with part of the character’s script at random, allowing you to perform different scenes,” the staff mber explained patiently.
“Are there other people as well?” Han Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, “I have other things to do tonight, I can’t stay here for too long.”
“Once many companies heard that Director Zhang is coming to Xinhu to select actors, they imdiately sent their suitable actors over.
We found it hard to refuse, but I think you are the most suited for the role.” The staff mber was articulate, and opened the door to the green room, inviting Han Fei in to rest.
Since he was already there, there was nothing Han Fei could do.
As he entered the room, the previously lively space instantly quieted down.
Han Fei was the last to arrive, and at the mont there were a few young actors standing in the room, three of whom Han Fei recognized.
Acheng, who had walked out on Flower of Evil, Wu Li, who was nominated for Best Young Actor, and Li Tianlan, one of the actors from Urban Secret Love.
These three knew each other and were happily chatting away until Han Fei walked in.
Upon seeing Han Fei, their expressions almost instantly beca unnatural.
The room went silent, which Han Fei was already accustod to; he quietly took a seat in the corner.
“Why is he here too?”
“A newcor actor, with just one work, hoping to ride on Director Zhang’s coattails?
A bit overconfident.”
“The role Acheng voluntarily gave up was the one he got lucky with—he’s got so fortune.”
“I heard from Acheng that Director Zhang decided to co to Xinhu for casting because he was impressed with Acheng’s acting.
It’s precisely because of Director Zhang’s invitation that Acheng gave up the role in Twin Flowers.”
“No wonder Acheng doesn’t care about giving up Twin Flowers.
To drop such a popular show just like that, must be because there’s a better option available.”
“A good bird chooses the tree it perches in, as we all know.”
The actors whispered among themselves, but Han Fei was unconcerned.
A little after eight, the staff mber ca in with different scripts: “Sorry to keep you waiting!
These are the scripts Director Zhang prepared for you.
Get familiar with them here.
Once you’re ready, you can go on to audition.”
After getting the script, Han Fei devoted himself entirely to it, reading so quickly it was almost photographic.
After looking through it twice, Han Fei set his copy aside and closed his eyes, slowly imrsing himself into the character.
The other actors were only halfway through their scripts when they noticed Han Fei’s deanor, finding it sowhat baffling.
“They’re all actors, but he sure knows how to put on a show.”
“Is this him giving up in advance?
To not even look at the script anymore?”
Minutes later, Han Fei opened his eyes, a repressed madness and indescribable loneliness evident within them.
Standing up, Han Fei didn’t even take his script and headed straight towards the exit.
“Heading out so soon?
Is it because you feel oppressed being with us?” Acheng harbored a strong dislike for Han Fei, disgust apparent in his eyes.
“Everyone else hasn’t discussed the order of appearance yet, and you’re hurrying to go on stage.
Isn’t that a bit inappropriate?” The male lead from Urban Secret Love also sneered, “We are all actors; the least we can do is show so respect for each other.”
“Are you misunderstanding sothing?” Han Fei glanced at the actors in the green room, shaking his head slightly, “I don’t an to look down on anyone, but I really am in a hurry.”
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