"It's impossible to press your head even if the sky falls, let alone our heads. You can have a safe meal."

Li Weiyin said with a smile.

Wang Dafu was silent for a while, but after all, he stopped mentioning this matter and buried himself in his meal.

Li Weiyin quickly finished the rice in the bowl and looked at Wang Dafu with a smile. He was extremely patient. When Wang Dafu finished the meal, he said:

"Instructor, I want to shit."

Wang Dafu was speechless and glared at him. He still stood up reluctantly and led him downstairs to find the toilet.

After entering the toilet compartment, Wang Dafu was waiting outside the door. Li Weiyin took out a small note from his pocket, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled enthusiastically.

He took out a small piece of pencil core from his jacket pocket, painted all the words on the note, and wrote another sentence on the back:

"The time is right, start to act."

After writing, he whistled and stuffed the note into the toilet paper tube next to him as if nothing had happened.

Then concentrate on shit.

In the afternoon of the same day, during the break, a student entered the toilet in the gymnasium, took out the note from the paper tube, looked at the eight words on it, and clenched his fists.

The nameless organization began to take action.

A girl was looking out the window boredly. There were classmates coming and going in the corridor. Someone beat her and passed by her side. She put a small note in her pocket without a trace.

A freshman named Jiang Yifan took advantage of the get out of class time to run to the sports equipment room, looked around near the back door, squatted down and tying his shoelaces, and buried a note in the soil.

Guan Ying took the excuse to help the teacher move homework and went to the next class. When putting homework on the podium, he quickly took out a small piece of transparent tape from his pocket and stuck it to the bottom of the podium. The inside of the tape was written with a pen.

A student walked to the balcony and stretched. In the classroom on the third floor opposite, another student from a different class who had been following him saw his code and got up and walked into the toilet.

Many similar scenes were staged everywhere in Kanglong Academy, everything seemed sparse and ordinary, and no one noticed any clues.

Everything is normal.

The courses for the second half of the day are also normal. The courses for Kowde are also normal.

Until late at night.

At two o'clock in the morning, many students came out of the boy's dormitory, like worker ants receiving signals, and were well trained to move downstairs. Door Manager Liu was dozing in the room next to the gate of the dormitory building, without noticing the many flashes of figures in the surveillance screen in front of him.

When the students went downstairs, they walked around again and lowered their bodies between the flower beds. More than a dozen people came to the dormitory management room, exchanged glances, took off their school uniform coats and covered their faces, pulled open the door and rushed in.

Teacher Liu was awakened and saw the students entering in front of him, so scared that his face turned pale. He stood up and rushed towards the alarm bell. Several people rushed down first, pressed him tightly to the ground, tied him to the foot of the bed with a bed sheet, and stuffed his mouth with a pillow cover.

A student took the flashlight from the table and ran to the downstairs of the dormitory. He shone the windows three times. Many boys who had not slept at all received the signal, climbed out of bed, and tiptoed downstairs.

After occupying the dormitory management room, the electronic door of the dormitory was opened. People with flexible hands and feet rushed up to the telephone pole in a few seconds and covered the camera with their school uniforms. After this series of actions were completed, dozens of boys rushed out of the electronic door of the dormitory management, and quickly scattered and ran to various places in the academy.

On the other end of the girls' dormitory, similar student riots are also taking place.

Nearly hundreds of students were traveling around the academy late at night, and they took out simple road maps in their exit pockets from time to time to check them repeatedly, just like an experienced spy team, bypassing the cameras everywhere in the academy, taking out chalk on all the relatively conspicuous walls to start writing and painting.

Soon, a security guard in the surveillance room noticed an abnormality in a camera in the boy's dormitory and called Teacher Liu.

In the dormitory management room, Teacher Liu was still clamped by three or four strong students. A pen pressed against the major artery on his neck, piercing the skin and constantly oozing blood. Teacher Liu was so scared that he couldn't breathe and said tremblingly on the phone:

"There is no abnormality in the dormitory, and the camera may have poor contact...you...it's better to find someone to repair it."

The security guard in the monitoring room stood up helplessly and walked towards the boys' dormitory. When he took a shortcut into the landscape garden, he was knocked to the ground by several students who had been crouching in the grass, covering his head.

The students dragged the unmovable security guards and quietly fled to the shadows.

When the security guard was removed from his head hood, he had been tied to death in the dark sports equipment room. There was a chair opposite him, and there was no one sitting on the chair, and a phone on the phone was placed.

The blindfolded student glanced at him and pressed the speaker of his cell phone.

A tampered and sinister synthesizer sound came from the phone:

"Hello, Baoan Yang. I want to play a game with you..."

Another security guard in the surveillance room saw that his colleague had just been out for a long time and was not back, so he stared at the surveillance video curiously for a while. He could not find the security guard everywhere and could not call. Finally, he became suspicious. After talking on the walkie-talkie for a while, more than a dozen security guards began to go out and patrol the campus.

They soon discovered the slogans left on the wall, were shocked, and kept conveying information through the walkie-talkie.

"I found the slogan here!"

"I also found it on the wall of the Southeast Building!"

"I found it on the gymnasium toilet door, too!"

Continuous discoveries were like flames falling into a oil pan, which instantly ignited the entire security brigade of Kanglong Academy. Dozens of security guards on duty were dispatched and began to conduct large-scale carpet searches everywhere in the academy.

At this time, according to the plan, the students should have completed the graffiti work in fifteen minutes and rushed into the dormitory. However, several students who were too slow to walk could not get enough time and delayed the opportunity. They had to hide in the grass. The security guards' flashlight ran around and found movement. The students rushed out of the grass and turned their heads and ran away. The security guards ran wildly, shouting, awakening the teachers in the dormitory building. Slowly, the entire academy was boiling.

Three o'clock in the morning.

The alarm for the emergency gathering sounded. All the teachers and students of the school were urging to the playground by security guards and instructors in their sleep.

Just a rough count, the academy had more than 200 additional graffiti on that night.

Moreover, the content of the graffiti is planned, with the neat English letter "l".

Some of the students noticed it on the way when they came, and were constantly whispering and talking.

This was obviously an organized riot. I even heard that two dormitory managers who were on duty in two dormitory buildings that night were tied up.

Liu Binghu didn't even have time to change his clothes, and walked up to the stands in his messy pajamas, with a gloomy face.

When he lowered his head, he was so angry that he was almost furious.

Just under his feet, on the stands covered with red carpet, a line of extremely dazzling words were written in chalk.

The only information that is not "l".
Chapter completed!