Chapter 306 Korean School

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s in the gap between reincarnations when Fu Qinghai returns to the Warhammer 40K universe.

At the same time, Zhang Yuning also arrived at a place she wanted to go.

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A rural high school in Gwangju, South Korea.

Inside the classroom, a middle-aged male teacher wearing glasses led a tall, black-haired girl in school uniform into the classroom during break and stood on the podium.

"Ahem."

The middle-aged male teacher coughed lightly, and the noisy classroom quieted down a little.

"Students, please be quiet. Today, our Grade 3 Class 6 welcomes a new student, Zhang Ning, who transferred from Seoul. Let us welcome her."

"Pah, pah, pah…"

There was sparse applause from below the podium.

"Oh, it's so beautiful."

A boy's eyes sparkled.

"Wow, her legs are so white and straight... so long and thin... I can't handle it."

A fat man with a round face and squinting eyes stared closely at Zhang Yuning's legs under her pleated skirt. Her calves were wrapped in black stockings, revealing a section of white thigh skin above the knees. This was what the otakus called "absolute territory"...

"cut..."

A girl rolled her eyes heavily.

"Ah, what a bunch of bastards who have never seen the world. They can't move their eyes away when they see a beautiful girl."

A mean-looking girl pouted her lower lip with a look of disdain on her face. She was very dissatisfied that all the boys in the class were paying attention to this transfer student.

"Everyone, Zhang Ning is a Chinese American. Please help her in her studies and daily life."

The middle-aged male teacher said with a smile.

"Ah, I've been studying in Gwangju for so many years, but this is the first time I've seen a Chinese person!"

One boy became even more curious.

"Don't you think about the rural areas of Gwangju? Go to Busan and Incheon, where there are a lot of Chinese people."

A classmate next to him whispered.

"Ha, I thought she was some young lady from Seoul, but it turns out she's a bumpkin from China..."

Several girls gathered together and whispered, as if they were plotting something bad. Everyone felt inexplicably unhappy with this new pretty transfer student.

Zhang Yuning stood on the podium with a cold and expressionless face, and she was speechless in her heart.

She thought: I am already 25 years old, and you still give me the identity of a high school student. The reincarnation world is really amazing...

At the same time, this school uniform also made her feel very uncomfortable. This was not her usual dressing style. The Korean style of shirt with small tie + commuting suit + pleated skirt made Zhang Yuning feel like an idol trainee participating in a talent show.

It's just so stupid.

However, East Asians tend to look young. Even Shen Teng and Ma Li can play high school students. Zhang Yuning, a young and beautiful beauty, naturally looks like a school student when she puts on a school uniform.

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A confusing history lesson has ended.

Zhang Yuning was sitting in her seat, just closing her book when a boy with the same thick bangs as Do Min Joon came over from the side, leaned on her desk with one hand, raised his hand to touch his bangs, and deliberately chatted with her in a bubbling voice:

"Anihasayo, from..."

"roll!"

Before the boy could finish his words, a cold shout came out of Zhang Yuning's mouth. Without even raising her head, her cold aura scared the fair-skinned "little Do Min Joon" so much that he quickly retreated.

"Haha, I didn't realize you were so pretentious..."

Not far from her, three girls gathered together. Seeing that the handsome substitute class flower had failed in his attempt, they couldn't help but pout again, then covered their mouths and started to discuss.

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Break time.

Zhang Yuning is getting water from the water dispenser.

Just when he was halfway through receiving the water, a ballpoint pen reached out and blocked the faucet of the water dispenser, and the water stopped flowing.

Zhang Yuning turned her head to look. A girl with twin ponytails, high cheekbones and squinty eyes stood next to her with a look of contempt and provocation. She held a ballpoint pen in her hand and raised her chin and said:

"Hey, Jjajangmyeon, I heard you're from Seoul? What do your parents do over there? They're not selling..."

"Bang!"

The hot water in Zhang Yuning's cup was all poured onto the girl's face. She took two steps back and screamed:

"ah--"

Zhang Yuning didn't understand Korean culture and didn't know why the other party called her "Jajangmyeon", but she thought it wasn't a good word, so she acted quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

Are you playing school bully with me?

Without waiting for the other party to react, Zhang Yuning grabbed her collar and dragged her to the corridor outside the classroom. The other party struggled desperately to get rid of her. Zhang Yuning picked up the textbook and threw it at her with a backhand. With a crisp "snap" sound, the girl was stunned.

Zhang Yuning pressed the girl against the railing at the corridor, with her head facing the ground outside the fourth floor. The girl opened her eyes wide and looked at the playground and trees below, so scared that she couldn't move.

Zhang Yuning asked coldly,

"Do you still dare?"

The girl shook her head desperately:

"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Zhang Yuning grabbed the other person's hair and pulled her out, further to the outside, and said coldly:

"I didn't hear you."

"Isn't that right? I'm sorry, please let me go..."

The girl burst into tears and shouted loudly, with snot mixed with tears dripping down continuously.

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The transfer student from China became famous in the high school department.

She is beautiful, vicious and not easy to mess with.

Seeing that the hard approach didn't seem to work, several girls in the class discussed it again and decided to try a soft approach.

One day, two girls came to Zhang Yuning's table and said in a pretentious but in fact timid tone:

"Hey, Chinese, I heard you are very courageous."

"That's right. You dare to bully your classmates on your first day of transferring to another school."

This time I don't dare to shout "fried noodles with soybean paste" anymore.

Zhang Yuning raised her eyes slightly:

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have to fart, just fart."

"Ah, since you are so brave, don't leave after school on Friday and play a game of pen fairy with us, do you dare?"

It's here, it's finally here.

Zhang Yuning smiled.

I thought to myself, I have been enduring without using my abilities, and finally I have waited for this moment.

"Okay, I'll be happy to accompany you."

Zhang Yuning said with a chuckle.

"Well, gather at the west gate of the school at 11:30 pm on Friday. We'll climb over the wall and come in. Don't be afraid to come. By then... whoever doesn't come is a bastard!"

The girl said something harsh and left with her companions.

Zhang Yuning leaned back in her chair and smiled slightly.

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The agreed time has arrived.

It was getting dark.

The two girls walked on dead branches and leaves and came to the west gate of the school which had been closed for a long time, looking around.

"Hey, she won't be scared away, will she?"

"Are you standing us up, you cowardly dog?"

The two came to the rusty and paint-chipped iron gate.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

A voice suddenly came from the side, scaring the two girls.

Turning around, I saw Zhang Yuning slowly walking out from the dark bushes.

"Oh, you're here, that's good."

A girl breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Come on, follow me over the wall."

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The familiar classroom was empty except for a cold incandescent lamp hanging above the heads of the three people.

Three people sit around a desk.

"It is said that 30 years ago, a girl named Renshu died in this school. She was burned to death with a plastic bag over her head. The desk she used at that time was this desk No. 29."

A girl said in a low voice.

"It's right here where you're sitting now."

Another girl pointed to where Zhang Yuning was sitting. On the side of the desk that the three of them were sitting around, there happened to be a crooked, mottled red paint mark - 29.

The two of them kept telling supernatural stories and legends that can be found in almost every campus, creating a terrifying atmosphere and trying to scare Zhang Yuning.

Zhang Yuning looked impatient:

"Are you done? Can we start now?"

"snort!"

The two girls looked at each other, took out a piece of white paper and a ballpoint pen from their schoolbags, spread the white paper flat on the table. One girl watched as a witness, while the other girl and Zhang Yuning interlaced their fingers and held the ballpoint pen together.

The girl who was watching said to Zhang Yuning:

"First of all, I have to remind you to pay attention to a few rules."

"First, you must not open your eyes when calling the Pen Fairy. Second, after the Pen Fairy comes, you can ask her any questions, but never ask her how she died."

Another girl nodded and said,

"Yes, I know you are brave, but please don't hurt us."

Zhang Yuning urged impatiently:

"Okay, okay, I got it, let's get started."

The "Bixian" ceremony is originally a modern and simplified version of "Fuji", one of the ancient Chinese witchcrafts. It is popular on campuses in East Asia. The methods and rules are similar. As a senior horror movie fan, Zhang Yuning has conducted in-depth research on various background settings of Eastern and Western supernatural horror movies and does not need anyone to teach her.

The girl looked up at the clock on the wall.

"It's eleven fifty-nine. Let's get started."

After saying that, the three of them closed their eyes together.

They said in unison:

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

The two people holding the pen do not use their elbows or wrists for support, but keep the ballpoint pen suspended in the air, with the pen tip perpendicular to any point on the paper, pulling each other with force, and the black ink slowly draws a circle...

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my previous life..."

The three girls continued to chant until...

"Tick, tick, tick…"

The three of them seemed to hear at the same time a faint sound of footsteps, which seemed to be there and not there, coming from far away and gradually getting closer, in the corridor outside the classroom door.

The two girls were startled.

Was he discovered by the security guard?

"Crack…"

At this time, the classroom door was gently pushed open.

The three of them closed their eyes and didn't know what was happening in the classroom. However, Zhang Yuning could clearly feel that the girl with whom she had intertwined her fingers suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the cold sweat from her palms soaked the pen in her hand.

The classroom door opened.

But no one spoke.

Not a security guard, not a principal.

Who could it be?

Could it be that... the Pen Fairy really came?

The three of them had some guesses in their minds.

"Click." The lights went out.

The sound of footsteps and the door opening, all of this, along with a gust of inexplicable cold wind, quietly rolled up in the classroom. The girl's trembling became more and more violent. She could hardly hold the ballpoint pen in her hand. The sound from her mouth was intermittent and her teeth were chattering.

"Pen fairy, pen... uh."

A cold breath passed over her neck.

If a psychic with psychic abilities were here at this moment, he would see a strange female ghost with disheveled hair and a pale face, lying quietly behind a girl.

The girl didn't dare to speak at all. There was a hint of crying in her rapid breathing. She closed her eyes tightly, and her eyelids were squeezed together. The ghost's body seemed to be nothing, wrapped around her neck, with a playful smile on her face.

At this moment, the beautiful girl sitting opposite the trembling girl suddenly opened her eyes and stared at the "Pen Fairy" female ghost in front of her.

The female ghost smiled slowly, with the corners of her mouth cracked to her ears.

Sharp teeth were exposed and black blood was oozing from between the gums.

Someone actually dared to open his eyes, the ghost thought.

However, she was surprised to find out.

The girl smiled at her too.

For a moment, black gas gushed out of the classroom, and fierce roars lingered. The vengeful spirits from Japan and the demons from Europe appeared together, floating behind the girl, looking coldly at the weak, pitiful and helpless Korean female ghost in front of them.

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　Thanks, White _ Ink, for being so kind and generous, for meeting you in the cold wind of a winter night, and for the rewards from three book friends.

(End of this chapter)