"Boo hoo, I can't take it anymore, I want to transfer schools!" Shi Yu sat on her bed clutching a Bible. In addition to the red cloth tied to her bedpost, there was now a cross.
"Are you done yet?!" Chen Xiaoqian saw that Shi Yu had covered the entire dorm room walls with crosses as soon as she got back from school. The garlic, which the dorm manager had banned from hanging on the door, was now hanging at her bed.
"Who's making a fuss! Qian, I'm scared, I'm really scared! If I'd known this school was haunted, I wouldn't have come. What couldn't I have applied to? I had to choose here! I need to call my brother, I'm dropping out; I'm going home!"
Chen Xiaoqian couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry, "Haven't you already used red cloth and garlic? Why are you putting up these things again?"
Shi Yu held up the Bible, saying in distress, "I was too naive the day before yesterday. I thought the red cloth would be enough, but guess what?"
"Did you find out you were bored?"
