"ah!"

This scream did not come from the TV, but from Tang Yue.

And she successfully scared Lin Xuan'er and Wang Xingrui.

Not surprised, Su Yin grabbed Tang Yue's cold hand and said softly: "Don't be afraid, the story is almost over."

"You acted well," Tang Yue whispered: "I almost thought this was a movie with the main theme praising the teaching teachers, and I devoted myself wholeheartedly to it. Who knew that all of a sudden, I was told that those two people were ghosts? It was so scary."

"It's still the first seven." Wang Xingrui breathed a sigh of relief: "It's particularly scary to add the traditional customs of our country."

"Tangtang's screaming is more scary," Lin Xuan'er wiped her sweat: "It makes people completely defenseless."

Everyone chatted for a while and then got back into watching the show.

Zheng Liting's hands were shaking. She put the newspaper back in horror and prepared to put away the photo album.

Who knew that as soon as she stood up, she found that a cold hand had grabbed her wrist.

It's Hu Meng.

Hu Meng, who had always been acting confused, now looked particularly serious and serious:

"Teacher, do you recognize us?"

Zheng Liting was so frightened that she took a step back and realized that Hu Meng's face was frighteningly white, as if she had applied a layer of powder. "You, why are you back?"

Hu Meng smiled, and the red lips and white face made this smile extremely scary: "First seven, they always have to go home."

The male reporter was also awake, or in other words they had been pretending to sleep.

After all, ghosts don't need to sleep.

"We are also taking this opportunity to come back and see you, teacher."

The male reporter gently took the photo album and started flipping through it carefully: "I didn't expect to see photos of me when I was a child. I laughed so stupidly at that time."

Hu Meng smiled foolishly: "Why are you so stupid? You were quite handsome back then."

Although he is said to be a ghost, he is still his former student after all. Zheng Liting is not so scared anymore: "Are you going home?"

"Teacher, we are both orphans." Hu Meng sighed: "The only home is here."

"You guys..." There were tears in the corners of Zheng Liting's eyes, but they did not fall. Zhou Yiyang watched the play again and still admired Su Yin's acting skills. She would not use too much force during the crying scenes like some actors.

On the contrary, she acted extremely reserved and restrained.

"I, I actually saw a ghost." Zheng Liting said with a self-deprecating smile.

However, the male reporter walked up to Zheng Liting. He opened the photo album again and pointed at Zheng Liting in the photo.

"Teacher, don't you think you haven't changed after all these years?"

This sentence not only surprised Zheng Liting, but also stunned the audience watching the show.

Zheng Liting suddenly let go of her hands and dropped the photo album to the ground, as if it was a hot potato.

Hu Meng suddenly appeared behind Zheng Liting. She whispered in Zheng Liting's ear: "Teacher, have you not looked in the mirror for a long time? Or maybe you have locked up all the mirrors at home, just like this photo album."

Zheng Liting's face was full of fear, helplessness, and despair.

"You are ghosts! Stay away from me! Don't touch me!"

But like a magic trick, Hu Meng went through the locked cabinet and took out a mirror.

When it was placed in front of Zheng Liting, Zheng Liting glanced at it with her peripheral vision, but there was no one in the mirror.

She opened the door as if she had lost her soul, like a zombie.

Looking up at the night sky, there is no moon, not even a star.

She walked to the school gate step by step, and there was still heavy fog outside.

For the first time, she had the idea of ​​going out. It was obvious that she had been telling herself subconsciously that she would never step out of school.

But when she encountered heavy fog, the fog suddenly dispersed.

A ray of sunshine fell, and it flew gently into Zheng Liting's hand like a lost dandelion.

When she looked back, the old school had disappeared, leaving only a sign and a rebuilt building.

The signboard is clearly: "Zheng Liting Memorial Hall".

This memorial hall that no one cares about is now known to be haunted, which makes people extremely sad.

"Teacher." The two reporters and several children were standing at the entrance of the memorial hall, with grateful smiles on their faces: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, please teach us the last lesson!"

Zheng Liting's tear finally slipped from the corner of her eye.

We all cried together, but there were countless viewers watching this show.

Zheng Liting walked into the memorial hall, where her heroic deeds were introduced.

Fifteen years ago, a fire accidentally hit the only school in the village.

As the only teacher, Zheng Liting did not choose to escape. Instead, she organized the students to leave and carried out the unconscious children one by one.

But in the end, she and her four children were buried in the flames. Fortunately, 46 children survived.

Two reporters are among the survivors.

The most embarrassing thing is that Zheng Liting could have left a long time ago, but she is still worried about these children having no teachers and has been unwilling to leave.

Zheng Liting looked at her story and felt very interesting: "It turns out that there are still people who remember me."

There is also a classroom in the memorial hall, which restores the original scene.

The moment Zheng Liting walked in, she thought she was alive.

She walked up to the podium, picked up the chalk, and wrote four words tremblingly:

The last lesson.

"I have taught here and lived here for eight years. I have no regrets at all."

"I like this place, I like each of you, and I'm glad that my life has intersected with you."

"Hu Meng, Wang Bing, you make me proud. I don't have much ability. I am honored to have students like you..."

The lens gradually zooms out, until only a few light spots are left flickering.

The last scene at the end is a news report. After the haunted house tours were banned, there was an endless stream of people traveling to commemorate this respected rural teacher.

After Lin Xuan'er finished watching, she wiped away her tears and said in a hoarse voice: "This drama can only be played by Xiao Xiao Su. None of us can do it. We can't support it at all."

This role."

"Indeed," Tang Yue said seriously: "Xiao Xiaosu's performance was so good. When the truth was revealed in the end, her expression was so over-the-top! When she turned around in the end, she was relieved and shed tears. I cried right along with her.

"

"Brother Yang," Wang Xingrui even complained: "You said before that our show cannot be nominated, are you true or false? Xiao Xiaosu's performance is completely worthy of Magnolia and Golden Eagle!"

However, Su Yin said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Yang's script is better, and my acting still has room for improvement. But if you like it, I'm very happy."
Chapter completed!