Ten shots, ten exam rooms, ten examinees.
The viewers could all see different scenes.
The leisurely demeanor of the ghost envoys stood in stark contrast to the frantic efforts of the six students.
Each exam room was more bizarre and stimulating than the last.
While their eyes were opened, the viewers couldn't help but touch the goosebumps that had just risen on their arms.
This place was too strange.
What was the strangest thing? Not understanding this point was the strangest thing.
Just like they used to fear ghosts because they couldn't understand those creatures more.
Human fear stemmed from the unknown.
...
Jiang Lin was the first to finish his exam.
After receiving perfect scores in all subjects, he was ejected.
He reappeared in the sky above a human highway – the entrance to the Ghost Realm.
Jiang Lin looked around, "I'm out?"
Below were pedestrians and passing vehicles.
Some vehicles deliberately slowed down as they passed.
Around the corner, people were also peeking over, holding up their phones and talking.
Ring ring~ Ring ring~
The moment he heard the bell, Jiang Lin almost thought he hadn't left and had entered another "classroom."
He looked at the campus not far away. As soon as the dismissal bell rang, the entire school erupted.
Chattering discussions and the sound of basketballs being dribbled on the court.
No one suddenly ran up to ask questions.
"Looks like I'm really out."
Jiang Lin shook his head helplessly. This was his first time participating in such a special mission, and the impression was quite deep.
And...
He looked at his hands, then at the campus not far away, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
After many years, he was taking an exam and attending class again.
"Teacher..."
Just as he was ejected from the Ghost Realm after achieving perfect scores, he had glimpsed some scenes.
He also knew why this Ghost Realm existed and how it could be broken.
He saw it: [Obsession].
...
Back gate of the school—
A young man in a black suit jacket was pinching a boy's ear.
The young man wore glasses, had a refined appearance, and was tall and slender.
He looked to be around thirty, giving off a steady and reliable impression.
This was Wang Mu, the creator of the Ghost Realm, who had caused it to manifest due to his failure to report his own circumstances, according to the information Jiang Lin had obtained.
The boy whose ear was being pinched was Fu Jie.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, Wang Buque, what are you doing!"
Fu Jie tiptoed and cursed.
"Are you lacking morality? Why are you grabbing me out of so many people?"
Wang Mu was amused by his words, "Why am I grabbing you? If you hadn't led them to skip class, would they have all skipped together?"
"Since you led them out, you have to bear more responsibility than them."
Fu Jie: "Pfft, I think you just can't stand me. Hey, hey, hey—"
Wang Mu tightened his grip on Fu Jie's ear, "Go back and write a self-criticism, ten of them."
"Ten?! Why should their lives be counted on me?"
"Why?"
Wang Mu's expression turned cold. He put his hands behind his back.
His gaze was serious, "Fu Jie, you took a group of people to climb over the wall during break to go online, and you even got into a fight."
"It's good that nothing happened this time, but what if something had happened?"
"If any of them had been crippled or blinded, it would have been a lifelong matter. How would you take responsibility? Would you take responsibility with your reputation as a school bully?"
Fu Jie fell silent, but his expression remained defiant. He retorted:
"Nothing happened, did it? We didn't fight that much, and besides, my family is rich."
Wang Mu looked at him deeply, "Not everything can be solved with money."
After speaking, he turned and walked back into the school, "Submit the self-criticism to me tomorrow."
Some things, if these children couldn't realize them now.
When they reached society, or after something happened, reality would naturally teach them.
But,
If it really came to that, it would be too late.
...
After the scene with Fu Jie disappeared, a new scene immediately appeared.
"Hahaha~ You like being a girl, don't you? Call me 'gege' and let me hear it!"
"That's right, that's right. Next time, wear a short skirt, or we won't let you go back."
"Gege, do you think he might wear a bra? I heard they have silicone breasts now, hehehe..."
Come on, let big brothers have a look...
In an alley, four or five teenagers were gathered in a circle, laughing.
In the center was a long-haired... boy.
The boy had a delicate face, a high nose bridge, and long hair, giving him a feminine beauty.
"Don't be shy, hahaha... Come here and let us see."
"What are you doing!"
Just as the teenagers were pulling Qi Yang, Wang Mu suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley and shouted.
His hair was slightly disheveled, and as he walked in, he rolled up his sleeves.
He was panting, as if he had just run from somewhere.
His eyes were stern.
"Not studying properly, what are you doing here? Come with me to the police station."
The teenagers surrounding Qi Yang immediately let go, their faces showing panic.
"Go, hurry up and go!"
The scene shifted.
It was after school, and a female student came to the office.
"Teacher Wang, you were looking for me?"
Wang Mu sat in his chair and turned his head, "Do you know anything about Qi Yang?"
The girl quickly looked around, confirmed no one else was present, and then whispered:
"I, I'm not very clear. I just heard that he seems to like cross-dressing."
Saying this, the girl suddenly clenched her fist, "Um, Teacher Wang, Qi Yang..."
"I, I heard near the restroom last time... someone beat him up because of this."
Wang Mu listened quietly, then asked:
"And you, what do you think of Qi Yang?"
"Me?"
The girl was stunned, and hesitation appeared on her face, "They all say it's not good, boys... boys should have the appearance of boys."
"Boys should be..."
She looked up, met the teacher's calm, placid eyes, like a deep pool, and suddenly gritted her teeth.
"Teacher, I think he's quite good!"
"Didn't the ancients also keep long hair? It's said that high heels were originally created for men!"
"And, and... although we haven't talked much, I feel like he's a good person!"
And, quite good-looking.
Wang Mu looked at the girl in front of him and nodded, "I understand."
"Then, Teacher, can I go now?"
"Wait."
The girl turned back at the doorway, only to hear Teacher Wang say, "Thank you."
I thank you on behalf of Qi Yang.
...
In the room.
After coming out of the alley, Wang Mu brought Qi Yang to his bedroom.
While treating his wounds, the boy just watched silently, not saying a word.
Even when it hurt, he just gritted his teeth.
After finishing the wound treatment, Wang Mu said, "From now on, don't rush to leave after school. Come back with me."
"If anything happens at school, I hope you'll come to me immediately."
He looked at Qi Yang and said earnestly, "I don't want to see my students coming to class with injuries."
"And I don't want you to be disturbed by these things and be unable to concentrate on your studies, falling behind."
Wang Mu conveyed his thoughts to him as much as possible:
I am your teacher.
I want to help you.
With all the effort I can muster.
Qi Yang's previously calm eyes flickered. He looked up and met his teacher's gaze.
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
He liked cross-dressing.
He didn't know if it was right or not.
He just liked it.
But why...
If girls could dress as boys, why couldn't boys dress as girls?
Why did cross-dressing lead to this...
He didn't understand.
The boy's fingers curled, as if trying to grasp something, but he let them fall powerlessly.
Suddenly, a hand landed on his shoulder.
Wang Mu patted Qi Yang's shoulder.
"Study hard. Teacher will be here from now on."
When you all grow up a bit more and establish your own values.
You won't be easily swayed by others' words.
Right and wrong are not always black and white.
As long as it doesn't violate the law, many things can actually be done in the way you like.
"At least until the college entrance examination, I can watch over you for a while."
...