Teacher Bai's Student Club

Chen Ge looked at Wang Yicheng's expectant eyes, then shrank his neck back a little.

He secretly muttered to himself that the teacher seemed like a good person, but had a rather eccentric personality. In real life, he was probably the sort who didn't have many friends.

"Teacher, I'm just an ordinary student. Nothing special has ever happened to me, let alone anything supernatural." Wang Yicheng looked a little embarrassed. "I'm kind of slow, and I have trouble with my legs. Maybe I should just join the calligraphy club. They agreed to take me earlier, though that Senior Student wasn't very nice about it."

"I ask you something, and you answer honestly." Chen Ge's expression grew stern.

As soon as Chen Ge put on a serious face, Wang Yicheng immediately wilted. He sat on the steps and thought carefully for a while. "I really haven't seen anything supernatural. But when I enrolled, a Senior Student at the school told me a ghost story."

"A ghost story?" Chen Ge perked up at those words.

"The Senior Student was in the student union. He showed me to my dorm when they were assigning rooms. He seemed to dislike me, so he probably told me the story on purpose to scare me."

"What happened? Hurry up and tell me."

"My dorm is Room 413. Normally, six people live in each dorm, but there are only five of us in ours. One bed has been empty the whole time." Wang Yicheng began to recount the ghost story he'd heard.

"At first, I thought the student assigned to Bed Number Four had been held up by something and missed freshman registration."

"But that Senior Student told me that nobody lived in Bed Number Four in Room 413."

"I asked him why, and he said that