Rebirth of a Girl in a Boys' School

Seeing He Zhiheng's arrogant attitude, Lin Ruofei immediately lost her temper. She reached out and brushed aside He Zhiheng's hand pointing at her, saying casually, "Do as you please!"

"That brat really doesn't know his place! Give him a good beating!" He Zhiheng shouted angrily, waving his hand.

The henchmen surrounding He Zhiheng were eager to rush up and gang up on Lin Ruofei.

"Big brother, please don't be angry..." A short boy who had been standing silently next to He Zhiheng suddenly waved to the crowd to stop, then whispered to He Zhiheng, "This is a public place after all. If a fight breaks out openly, the school probably won't stand idly by..."

"Am I afraid of this?" He Zhiheng shouted dismissively, "I won't be satisfied until I beat this kid to his knees and beg for mercy today!"

"Big brother, getting your revenge is easy enough!" The short boy revealed a sinister smile, then turned to Lin Ruofei, staring intently at her, and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, do you know what this kid is doing standing here?"

"How should I know!" He Zhiheng exclaimed impatiently.

"This kid is waiting for someone..." the short boy said with a smile to Lin Ruofei, "Unfortunately, the person you're waiting for won't come to see you so easily!"

Lin Ruofei frowned, a sense of unease creeping into her heart, but she said coldly, "Don't try to play tricks on me, I'm not buying it!"

"If you don't believe me, just make a call and see..." the short boy said smugly, "Let's see if Ding Yilin answers!"

When Lin Ruofei saw that the short boy had actually mentioned Ding Yilin's name, she was startled and immediately took out her phone to call Ding Yilin... but Ding Yilin did not answer the phone until it automatically hung up.

"How about it? Nobody answered, huh?" The short boy smiled even more smugly.

Lin Ruofei didn't answer, but dialed Ding Yilin's number again... still no one answered.

"Want to know where this kid is?" the short boy asked sarcastically.

Lin Ruofei glared fiercely at the short boy, remaining silent.

“If you agree to our boss’s request to join our group…” the short guy said slowly, “I’ll immediately make a call and have the brothers release this kid…”

"What if I disagree?" Lin Ruofei asked calmly.

"Well..." The short boy paused for a moment, then said, "This kid is probably going to be scared out of his wits in the music building!"

"Did you lock Ding Yilin up in the music building?" Lin Ruofei shouted anxiously, "You've gone too far!"

"Hehe..." The short boy laughed smugly again: "The music building is so lively today, we're just letting this kid get a close look at the excitement!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruofei immediately ran towards the music building...

"I said..." Watching Lin Ruofei's departing figure, He Zhiheng couldn't help but ask the short boy curiously, "When did you arrange for that kid Ding something to be kidnapped and taken to the music building?"

"Hehe, I didn't touch that kid surnamed Ding at all!" The short boy laughed smugly. "When I went to the restroom just now, I saw that kid looking for his phone everywhere! So I had a sudden idea to make up a lie to fool Lin Ruofei. If he didn't believe me, so be it, we could think of another way later. But now this silly kid actually believed me without a second thought and went to break into the music building. If he ends up either dead or seriously injured, wouldn't we have eliminated a great enemy!"

"Haha..." He Zhiheng immediately burst into laughter: "Great! I like that you're smart! Come on, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch first, and then go to the music building to see what's going on!"

After He Zhiheng finished speaking, he called everyone to head towards the cafeteria together...

The dilapidated music building was bathed in the warm midday sun, but even more enthusiastic than the sun was the large group of students who had gathered around to watch the spectacle.

The group of students were excitedly talking to each other, sometimes exclaiming in surprise, sometimes laughing, all boldly predicting the various possible outcomes.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on the group led by the 'divine strategist' Sa Man, who were preparing to bravely storm the music building...

"Big brother, the place is already packed with people..." A tall, burly boy standing next to Saman asked in a low voice, "Shall we go in now?"

“Don’t rush,” Saman glanced at his watch and said calmly, “It’ll be exactly 12 o’clock in a minute. Noon is when the yang energy is at its strongest. We’ll go in at that time, and it’ll be just fine!”

"Big brother, I...I'm a little scared..." A tall, thin boy wearing glasses, who had been hiding to the side, said softly, "I...I think I'll stay at the door and not go in with you..."

"You brat, what are you saying?" The tall, burly boy immediately scolded sternly, "Big Brother needs people right now, and you're trying to back down?"

When the tall, burly boy was about to say a few more words of reprimand, he was stopped by the 'divine strategist' Saman.

“I understand how you brothers feel,” 'The Calculator' Saman said expressionlessly. “These things can’t be forced. Brothers who want to come with me to brave the ‘Gates of Hell’ can come here and get a protective talisman!”

After saying this, "Divine Calculator" Saman pulled over a large canvas bag with a "Bagua" pattern printed on it that he had been carrying on his back. He quickly took out a bunch of rectangular yellow paper strips covered with various red patterns from the bag and waited for his followers who were surrounding him to come and collect them.

The tall, burly boy was the first to take the yellow slip of paper that the "fortune teller" had scattered in his hands. He carefully folded it and put it in his pocket.

Subsequently, more than twenty boys took turns receiving the yellow slips of paper scattered in their hands by the "divine calculator," while more than ten boys carefully stepped aside and did not scatter the yellow slips in their hands.

The 'divine strategist' Saman glanced at the boys who had stepped aside with their heads down. Clearly, these boys had made their stance clear: they did not want to follow Saman into the music building.

"Alright, it's already noon!" the 'Divine Calculator' Saman said calmly. "Brothers who have their amulets, come with me!"

After saying this, the 'divine strategist' Shaman strode towards the music building...

The "divine prediction" was surrounded by die-hard fans... A tall, burly boy was the first to follow, and the other boys also mustered their courage and followed...

The crowd began to stir because of the 'divine calculation's' actions of scattering the items all over the group:

"Oh no! We're going in! We're going in..."

"Will they be able to come out alive after going in?"

"What kind of talk is that? Who is Samantabhadra? His whole family are 'immortals'!"

"This music building is really eerie. Aren't they saying there's a female ghost there? Who would be alright if they went in?"

Amidst the cacophony of voices, the 'divine strategist' Saman led his followers, tragically entering the music building...

As soon as he stepped into the music building, the "divine calculator" Sa Man immediately pulled out two things from his "Bagua" canvas pocket: one was a palm-sized "Bagua mirror," and the other was a "cross" the size of a mobile phone.

The "divine strategist" Saman, holding a Bagua mirror in his left hand and a cross in his right, turned to his followers and asked, "Brothers, are you all wearing the red underwear I gave you yesterday?"

Seeing that everyone nodded, "Divine Calculator" Shaman said with relief, "Brothers, don't worry, with these two treasures in my hands, we have nothing to fear!"

"Big brother..." The tall, burly boy couldn't help but point to the 'crosses' scattered in his hands and asked in a low voice, "I don't quite understand why you're holding this. Is it even useful?"

"Why wouldn't it work?" the 'divine strategist' said with no room for doubt. "If there were foreign devils in here, this 'cross' would be very effective!"

Upon hearing the words "foreign ghost" mentioned by the shaman, everyone's faces immediately turned pale with fright.

"Alright, alright!" Seeing that everyone was quite frightened, 'Divine Calculator' Saman quickly stopped talking, afraid that if he said a few more words, he would scare away even more helpers. He then said, "I'll chant the 'exorcism spell' that my grandfather taught me as we walk forward. That way, we'll be absolutely safe!"

“Gangzi, here you go…” Saman said, then pulled out a handful of yellow paper talismans from his canvas pocket and handed them to his ‘die-hard fan’—a tall, burly boy. He earnestly instructed, “As soon as I start chanting the ‘exorcism incantation,’ you just keep throwing these ‘protective talismans’ into the sky one after another. That way, we’ll all be protected by these talismans!”

"I understand, brother!" Gangzi, a burly man, nodded vigorously.

"If you've lost all the talismans, hurry up and get them from my cloth bag!" After saying this, 'Divine Calculator' Saman turned the canvas bag he was carrying back behind him.

Seeing Gangzi nod vigorously again, the "divine calculator" Sa Man began to speak eloquently: "All things in heaven and earth have a spirit; the ancestor Pangu created heaven and earth, and the goddess Nuwa came to mend the sky..."

Seeing that the 'Divine Calculator' Saman had begun to move slowly forward, everyone followed closely behind him, slowly making their way towards the stairs deeper into the music building...

Due to years of neglect, the music building is now dilapidated not only on the outside but also inside, riddled with holes and in a state of disrepair.

Spiderwebs of various shapes can be seen everywhere in the corners of the walls, and occasionally one or two large spiders can be seen leisurely hanging on the webs.

The ground was covered with all sorts of waste paper, household garbage, and a thick layer of dust. The dust was so thick that when the 'divine calculation' spread it on the ground, the group of people walking on it would make a 'plop, plop' sound. In the music building, many old desks and chairs were piled up haphazardly in each classroom, which blocked a lot of the sunlight coming in from the dark windows, making the visibility in the building even worse.

As the group trudged through the thick dust, slowly groping their way forward in the dim natural light, suddenly, a swarm of small, black things flew out of a classroom on the north side of the building...

"what……"

"Mom!"

Everyone was immediately terrified and screamed...

"Brothers, don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! It's a bat, it's a bat!" Gangzi, a burly man, helped Saman, who was about to fall to the ground, and loudly reassured everyone, "These little things don't bite, don't be afraid!"

"My god, I almost peed my pants!" Another guy, just as burly as Gangzi, clutched his chest and laughed to defuse the situation. "This building is already dark, making it hard to see things. If these things suddenly flew out, no one could stand it!"

Everyone relaxed and laughed.

"Brothers, now that we're in here, we have to walk out like real men!" 'The Calculator' Shaman encouraged everyone at the right moment, "From this incident onwards, we're all brothers who've been through life and death together. As long as I, Shaman, am here, we brothers will never suffer any losses!"

"Good! Big brother is right!"

"With our older brother by our side, we're not afraid of anything!"

"Yes, listen to your older brother, we need to act like men!"

Just as everyone was enthusiastically supporting the 'divine strategist' Saman, beautiful music suddenly drifted from afar...

"Big brother, listen, it sounds like there's a sound..." Gangzi waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet so that 'divine calculation' Saman could hear the faint music coming from the background.

After listening intently for a long time, someone finally said with certainty, "It's the sound of a piano!"

"Are you sure it's a piano?" 'Divine Calculator' Saman turned to ask the boy behind him who had just spoken.

“That’s right, big brother, I’m definitely the piano!” The boy nodded firmly.

"There seems to be only one piano in this music building..." Gangzi muttered softly.

Although he spoke softly, everyone present heard him clearly.

That's right! Everyone, including Saman, knew perfectly well that there was indeed only one piano in the music building, the one the Japanese had given them... and the very piano they were about to carry out!

"Why would someone be playing the piano at this time?" 'Divine Calculator' Saman couldn't help but ask, full of doubt.

But just as the 'divine strategist' finished speaking, the piano music that had been playing for a long time suddenly stopped.

The 'divine strategist' Saman hurriedly opened his eyes wide, eager to see what was going on.

In the distance, at the entrance to the staircase leading upstairs, nothing could be seen.

"Why did the piano music suddenly stop again?" Gangzi asked hesitantly. "Could it be that He Zhiheng is outside outside playing piano music on a tape recorder or something to scare us?"

Before anyone could answer Gangzi's question, the faint sound of a guitar could be heard again in the distance...

If the piano music that came just now was melodious, the guitar music that came this time was nothing but noise. The entire piece of music was not only devoid of any beauty, but also completely lacked any melody. And what was most terrifying was that... amidst this unpleasant noise, there was also a woman's scream!