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After hearing Wu Wen's words, a chuckle came from the other end of the phone.

"Thank you for your compliment, but I have to tell you quickly because I'm afraid I'll forget it again. In fact, if you weren't so special and could take the initiative to bring up this matter, I might never remember what happened in my life."

Wu Wen's face returned to a solemn state, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, tell me what happened that year first."

As Wu Wen's voice came over, Liu Yan's voice on the other end of the phone rang.

"We graduated in 2016, and we are considered the 2016 class. The university has a four-year curriculum, and we had only been in the first year or so when we enrolled.

As soon as we enrolled, all of us from the Art College went to the classroom to hold a meeting. The content of the meeting was to dispel the rumor that one person died every year in the opera department.

The meeting shocked me greatly at the time, because I had no idea that there was such a problem in this school before I applied for the school, so we listened very carefully when the counselor was talking about it.

According to the counselor's explanation at the time, one person died every year in the opera department because of various coincidences. According to the example he gave, the teacher who died in 2011 had cancer, and her husband was gambling outside, so she had no hope in life, so she died in 2011. She left a suicide note and jumped off the building. The female student who died in 2010 was threatened with nude photos and played with because of campus loans. The video was also posted online. She was so depressed that she left a suicide note and committed suicide. The person who died in 2009 also died for personal or family reasons.

The counselor pushed back seven or eight years. Although one person died in the drama department every year, according to his explanation, everyone had their own cause of death. Even the dean of our department took out the suicide notes of each deceased and put them on the big screen for us to see to verify the authenticity of the matter.

I was young at the time and had not experienced the subsequent events, so I agreed with their statements.

Then in 2012, the first half of my first year of enrollment, the person who showed us the suicide notes of the deceased and believed The dean of the opera academy who swore that it was all a coincidence died.

He committed suicide by jumping off a building for personal reasons. His personal certificate was found to be forged. Because the matter was too serious, his personal academic qualifications were directly revoked and he was sentenced to more than ten years in prison, so he committed suicide directly.

At that time, the death of the dean caused us to discuss. Everyone began to feel that this school was really a bit mysterious, and they were also a bit confused about their future.

Because the dean's certificate was forged, our opera major was greatly affected by the reputation, and even some people with weak connections lost the next step of advancement.

However, we still believed in the coincidence that the school said at the time, because there was no so-called super mysterious phenomenon, and the reason for death was very sufficient.

Until the second year, that is, in 2013, the sixth floor of the dormitory where we lived Suddenly, the sound of opera singing began to be heard, and then the first girl who heard the singing also jumped off the building and committed suicide, which caused us to discuss it extensively.

The school personally explained the matter of the singing. They sent several professional teachers to the female dormitory to investigate for several days and nights and came to a scientific conclusion. However, I think this so-called conclusion is likely to confuse us, because I know that the next year after we graduated, that is, in 2017, the school sent the same teachers to study and came to the same conclusion.

The death of the girl in the class that year made our discussion very heated, but the cause of the girl's death was also normal. It is said that her father found out that her mother had cheated, so he took her to do a paternity test. As a result, the two were not father and daughter. The girl was completely disappointed with her family and committed suicide in a rage.

The death case was discussed enthusiastically that year, but it was forgotten quickly. After a week, we no longer paid attention to it. Then in 2014, the best opera singing instructor in our department committed suicide by swallowing pills. The doubts that had been buried in our hearts since the beginning of school finally took root again.

At that time, our discussion about whether there was some unknown existence in the school reached a climax. The most enthusiastic one among them, Zhao Yaru, even ran to the sixth floor every night to listen to the occasional singing from above.

However, staying in school, anything abnormal is forgotten quickly. In a very short time, we forgot our inner speculations and returned to

Life in the past.

Then in 2015, the instructor who temporarily took over our course during the second and first half of the third year committed suicide. He was the one who swore to us that the death was all coincidence when we first came.

However, since it was the second half of the third year, we were all very busy. We only discussed this matter briefly in the group and then forgot about it. Only Zhao Yaru still ran upstairs every day to listen to the opera singing upstairs.

Although Zhao Yaru was beautiful, she was very narrow-minded and jealous. No matter which classmate in the class was better than her, she would be so jealous that she wanted to kill him. She even openly called out to the beauty of our department, saying that she would destroy her with her own hands. So Zhao Yaru was very unpopular in our class.

Some people even joked that the next person to die would be Zhao Yaru? After all, she ran upstairs every day to listen to the terrifying opera singing.

Unexpectedly, this statement hit the mark. In 2016, which was the second half of our senior year, someone died again in the school. However, this death was different from the previous suicide case. Almost everyone in our department saw it with their own eyes, and two of them were even scared crazy on the spot.

I remember it very clearly. It was after the New Year's Day performance in 2016. Senior students didn't have to participate in the New Year's Day performance, but we were in the art department, and participating in performances was also a kind of internship, so there were no rules in this regard. In order to leave a perfect memory for our university, we decided to participate in this performance under the leadership of the class monitor.

During the training, everyone performed well, especially the department flower of that year. I forgot her name, but I only remember that we all called her Yunyun. During the practice, everyone cooperated with each other, helped each other, and the relationship improved by leaps and bounds. Only Zhao Yaru was not very sociable, but no one paid attention to her.

Because of the great closeness of the relationship, we thought that the whole class would go out for a meal after the New Year's Day performance.

Unexpectedly, this meal brought us a huge psychological impact.

The New Year's Day performance was in the evening. It was already past nine o'clock after it ended. At that time, everyone was discussing eating. No one mentioned Zhao Yaru anymore, and no one knew when she left the team.

But this was exactly what we wanted. Many classmates who played well with each other even said bad things about Zhao Yaru to each other.

At that time, we didn't run too far for dinner. We chose a restaurant outside the school gate. As you know, our school is in the suburbs. It is quiet around. There are almost no people except students and teachers.

We were eating and drinking at that time, and the atmosphere was harmonious. I don't know when Zhao Yaru, who had left the team alone, ran over in a new down jacket and sat in the corner alone watching us eat and drink.

I drank a little too much at that time, but I still smelled a smell of blood very clearly.

But there was no blood at the scene, so no one took it seriously.

However, when our atmosphere was the most harmonious, Zhao Yaru, who had been sitting next to us, suddenly stood up and climbed onto the table.

Then she smiled very happily and said to us that she would treat us to something delicious.

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her big down jacket, and then... Ugh!

Then we saw that she had cut off all the skin on her upper body with a knife, including the two nana.

And she also took a knife with a smile on her face and cut open her stomach, exposing the still squirming internal organs inside, and said to us with a smile: Please eat.

Ugh... Sorry, I want to vomit when I think of the scene back then.

Let's not talk about this, I really don't want to recall it. Anyway, Zhao Yaru died that night, but the whole class proved that she committed suicide, so it didn't matter.

But after Zhao Yaru died, people in our class suddenly died on a large scale. I didn't think too much at the time, but after thinking about it, it seemed that the dead were all people who were better than Zhao Yaru in some aspects.

For example, Zhao Kuo, who came from a better family, was run over by a truck and was almost crushed into a meat pie. For example, Yunyun, who was the most beautiful singer and the prettiest, fell from the building where she lived while hanging clothes. It was said that her skin was caught by a tree branch and her entire skin was peeled off. Another example was Sun Yi, who graduated and joined a good club, and her head was crushed by a car...

A total of fourteen people who were better than Zhao Yaru in all aspects all died in an accident, leaving only those of us who were not as good as Zhao Yaru in all aspects and were lucky enough to survive.

This is the whole process of the incident that year. Although it sounds like it has little to do with Zhao Yaru, I still have sufficient evidence to show that it is related to Zhao Yaru. "Liu Yan paused, as if she thought of the bad things she had seen before, and there were several voices from the other end of the phone.

The sound of retching.

"What evidence?" Wu Wen frowned and asked when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone again.

"The night before I moved out of the dormitory, I saw Zhao Yaru wearing a blood-red cheongsam in the corridor on the sixth floor... and the singing sound came from her mouth."