Chapter 1065

"Did you notice something?"

Seeing that Qin Feng was really fine, Lin Tianyu, the only one among the five who noticed the timing of Qin Feng's abnormal behavior, asked this.

"We'll talk about this later; let's eat first, and leave when we're done."

After all, walls have ears; it's not very appropriate to talk about this in this cafeteria where people come and go.

Moreover, this female counselor is also in this cafeteria.

Although with the hearing of ordinary humans, they are separated by such a long distance, I'm afraid that no matter what they say, the other party won't hear it.

But the appearance of this female counselor at this moment gave Qin Feng a feeling that she was completely unlike an ordinary person; he didn't dare to take this risk.

Seeing that Qin Feng was secretive about this matter, the others didn't say anything more; instead, they lowered their heads and didn't look around, honestly eating their food quickly.

After all, everyone was admitted to A University by their own ability; most of those who can get in are top students.

Even if some became stray fish after entering and were addicted to games every day, their IQs were still online.

Although everyone else was honestly lowering their heads to eat.

But after Qin Feng only looked at this female counselor once before, he finally took another glance with his peripheral vision at this female teacher who made him feel creeped out when he finished eating and was leaving.

He discovered that there were five or six small steamer baskets stacked on the other party's table.

These are the small steamed buns of the Third Cafeteria; there are ten in one basket.

The size is a bit larger than ordinary small steamed buns; the size of the bun is about the size of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl's fist.

In the Third Cafeteria, these small steamed buns have always been famous for their large quantity and cheap price; many boys who come to the Third Cafeteria to eat, if they have a big appetite, love to eat the small steamed buns from this shop.

But under normal circumstances, a boy with a relatively good appetite can only eat one basket at a time.

Those with a bigger appetite can eat two baskets at most.

But in front of this female teacher, there were five or six baskets of small steamed buns.

And beside her hand was a large bowl of thick Eight-Treasure Porridge.

It looked like her appetite was actually three times that of a young man with a pretty big appetite.

Just by looking at it, Qin Feng could only see this much for now.

To prevent the female teacher from noticing that he was observing her, Qin Feng only took this one look and left.

Until they were far away from the Third Cafeteria and returned to the coffee shop where they talked last night, Qin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong? What did you see? Why are you so nervous? Is it really a paranormal event?"

"You're good; we've been studying these Ten Great Ghost Stories of the campus for so long, and we haven't seen anything."

"You're very capable; you saw something on the first day—you're born to be this kind of material!"

Seeing that Qin Feng finally got rid of the strange mood, Wang Lili rubbed up to Qin Feng with shining eyes and asked a series of questions.

She has been so happy these past two days; for one thing, someone has verified her cognition and theory that paranormal events truly exist.

For another, she has finally participated in the exploration of a real paranormal event.

This seems like her long-cherished wish of many years has been completed at this moment; how could she not be excited, how could she not be happy?

It is normal for her to be in high spirits these past two days.

Qin Feng drank a sip of coffee and breathed a sigh of relief. He began to think about how to describe what he just saw.

In fact, the reason he couldn't get rid of the mood for such a long time wasn't because of nervousness.

But a kind of great confusion and distortion.

When he first saw this female teacher, it was indeed because of this cold, sticky, and heavy malice that made him unable to catch his breath for a while.

But in fact, he quickly calmed down from such malice; the longest time was no more than two seconds.

It was as if he had personally faced such terrible malice before, and had confronted it, and even defeated it.

But what followed immediately after was a great sense of confusion and distortion.

It was as if something had twisted his spirit and his cognition into a twist.

And then bundled it up, bundled it into a mess.

Making him unable to tell for a while whether he was truly existing.