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During the summer vacation of his sophomore year, Fang Teng encountered a strange water monkey by the pond in the back mountain. It was lying next to a rock, half of its body exposed, covered in red fur, but its face bore an uncanny resemblance to human features, resembling that of a pale-faced child.
The water monkey revealed a peculiar smile and glanced at Fang Teng before diving into the water.
Since that day, Fang Teng found something wrong. He often felt something twisting at the back of his head, as if something was trying to break free from his skull.
On the night before the start of school, Fang Teng lay in bed and felt the back of his head ache abnormally again. There was clearly something protruding from the back of his head, slowly growing. He reached out and touched the back of his head, feeling what seemed to be the facial features of a person. He got up, took a mirror and looked at the back of his head, but found nothing.
After the bell rang for class, the noisy chatter of all the students gradually quieted down. They took out their books and waited for the homeroom teacher to come in. Only the two students in the back row remained lying behind the stacked books, still sleeping, with a few snores heard.
As the monitor of Class 1, Fang Teng got up and walked over, waking up the two people, and said, "Hey, wake up, the teacher is coming."
As soon as she finished speaking, the head teacher Ye Qianyun had already entered the classroom with a stack of Chinese test papers, slowly placed them on the platform, smiled at everyone, and said in a sweet voice, "Class is starting, students."
Unlike other rigid teachers, 28-year-old Ye Qianyun is elegant and dignified. She wears a different long dress almost every day, paired with white socks and brown buckled shoes. She appears to be the image of a trusted older sister among the students, and many of them love to listen to her lessons.
"Guess who got first place in this month's exam?" Ye Qianyun smiles as she looks at the students below and asks.
"No need to guess, it's always the monitor."
"Yeah, hurry up and hand it in, teacher."
"Teacher, can we have a day off if we come first?"
Several students at the back started making a commotion. Fang Teng's face seemed to be getting slightly flushed, but there was an undeniable sense of pride in her heart.
Ye Qianyun raised his hand to quiet everyone down and said, "The first place this time is Fang Teng..."
"Hmph, I knew it. You always do this and try to be mysterious, teacher," a girl from the front row interrupted.
Ye Qianyun shook her head slightly and said, "It's Fang Teng's deskmate, Jiang Tong. His grades have been steadily improving, and this time he even got the highest score in the class, 125 points. Let's have Jiang Tong stand up for a round of applause."
The whole class was in an uproar, turning to look at Jiang Tong. The applause was thunderous as Jiang Tong stood up, head down, face turning red, and quietly said, "Thank you... thank you, everyone."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Tong quickly sat down, with the eyes of the surrounding classmates still staring at him. The nearby Fang Teng looked somewhat unnatural, and he lightly clapped his hands, forcing a stiff smile: "Well done, keep it up."
Jiang Tong nodded, opened his book, and the class teacher at the podium smiled and gave him a thumbs up, revealing a very attractive dimple. Jiang Tong's face blushed again.
Fang Teng used a pen to draw on the wooden desk, gave a cold glance at Jiang Tong next to her, and then looked at the homeroom teacher on the platform, feeling extremely displeased. During that class, he couldn't focus at all. He didn't understand how Jiang Tong's grades had improved so quickly.
After class, many female classmates also surrounded Jiang Tong, asking gossip questions one after another: "Hey, your grades used to be just average, how did you make such rapid progress recently?"
A classmate with twin ponytails pushed up her glasses, squeezed over, and leaned on the desk in front of Fang Teng, saying, "Yeah, does anyone have any good study methods to share with everyone? I did poorly on the monthly exam this time, and I'm going to get scolded by my parents when I get home."
Facing so many pairs of eyes, Jiang Tong stuttered, "Just... just do more practice papers and remember some answer templates."
Fang Teng stood up and pushed everyone away, saying, "Move, move, I need to go to the bathroom!"
Everyone stepped back, and when Fang Teng left her seat, they crowded around again.
Fang Teng walked to the corridor outside the classroom, the sky was clear and sunny. He looked through the window at Jiang Tong, who was surrounded by many classmates. He felt agitated and something seemed to be twisting at the back of his head. A strange hoarse voice echoed in his mind: "Kill him..."
This was the first time Fang Teng had heard strange voices in his head. He fiercely patted the back of his head and ran to the bathroom to splash cold water on his face, and the voice disappeared.
Perhaps it's because of the recent exam pressure, Fang Teng took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror, countless droplets of water running down her face.
2
At night, under the cold moonlight, Mishui Town was unusually quiet.
Fang Teng came to a two-story building with a folding ladder. He gently leaned the ladder against the wall and climbed to a brightly lit window on the second floor. Slowly, he peeked inside.
Through the window, he saw Jiang Tong's back, sitting at a desk with a computer on it. There were thick piles of books around a desk lamp.
Fang Teng continued to stare with a frown for a while, thinking to herself, "His grades have improved so much, he must have learned some new study methods or gotten a tutor."
At this moment, Jiang Tong opened the computer, clicked on a photo, and Fang Teng tried to widen her eyes, only to find that it was a picture of the class teacher Ye Qianyun with a classmate at a class meeting activity.
Jiang Tong enlarged the face of the class teacher Ye Qianyun, then loosened his belt and put his hand into his pants. He clicked the mouse and zoomed in on Ye Qianyun's chest in the photo, and the movement of the hand under the pants accelerated, his breathing gradually becoming rapid.
Fang Teng was first stunned, then a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she took out her phone to capture this scene.
On the second day, Fang Teng arrived at the classroom early. Before long, Jiang Tong also entered the classroom with a backpack. As he sat down, Fang Teng looked at him and said, "Your study method is quite unique."
"What study method?" Jiang Tong asked with a puzzled look, speaking softly.
"It's nothing, it's time for morning reading," Fang Teng replied, ignoring him.
The sound of reading gradually filled the classroom, Jiang Tong took out the textbook from his bag, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
Fang Teng glanced at Jiang Tong's hand holding the book, hesitating whether to talk about what happened last night. After all, they were desk mates, but to be honest, this Jiang Tong was really disgusting. He presented himself as hardworking and diligent in front of others, but behind their backs, he was so despicable.
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