Introduction: Hello everyone, my name is Shen Jianguo, and I am an evening school teacher. I give lectures on Sixiu and Ma Zhe, and occasionally explain the latest new policies and measures to students.
I go to class late at night every day, and I never see my colleagues or students during the day. The classrooms that the training institutions find are all abandoned schools, hospitals or private houses. The bus that picks me up has the license plate number 444, and it always arrives at midnight on time. It appeared in front of my house and disappeared before five in the morning.
What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible, as a staunch scientific materialist, I never believe that there are ghosts in this world!
It's just that I have a problem recently. Can the training institution advance the class time a little bit? Isn't it good around 20 o'clock? I am not afraid of anything, but baldness.
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