Global University Entrance Examination

Chapter 9: Celebratory Beheading

•The Last Supper

The attic wasn't high. With one wooden column standing vertically in the centre, it supported the roof like an umbrella.

There was a bed crammed into this small space. The sheets that had probably not been used for the past hundreds of years were both mouldy and smelly.

Qin Jiu used his glove to cover his nose as he assessed the room.

"Let me think. Where should I put you?" He gently said.

He was a little taller that You Huo and would hit the roof if he stood up straight. He could only bow his head as he stood there.

"On the bed? The bed has a bed post I can tie the rope to. Its width definitely is enough but it's a little too short."

Qin Jiu shook the bed frame to test out its sturdiness. When he turned around he saw the "let's die together" expression on You Huo's face.

If Yu Wen or Old Yu saw You Huo's expression, they would have immediately ran off but Qin Jiu just laughed.

His muffled laughter rose from his throat and he said: "Okay fine. It indeed isn't very clean, the frames also look a little thin so it probably won't last....... This place also isn't big. What do you want to do?"

You Huo maintained a cold expression and don't plan to pay him any attention.

Qin Jiu also wasn't in a hurry. He just continued to wait.

You Huo was watched for a while before he finally said impatiently: "I hope that you can lie on that lovely smelling bed, put a rope around your throat and give me the other end so that the moment I move it, everything will turn completely quiet. Can you do that?"

Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes.

For a moment You Huo thought he was unhappy. He didn't expect to see him laugh and say: "I'm afraid I can't do that. I don't have that kind of interest."

You Huo: ".........."

Crazy bastard.

The crazy bastard at least still had some human decency and he didn't really put You Huo onto the Hunter A's bed.

You Huo sat on the floor with his hands behind his back. He was tied to the pillar that supported the roof.

Qin Jiu walked around him to open the window.

The window in the attic was very small. It was no bigger than his palm but the cold air that came in managed to diffuse out the sour smell in the attic.

Qin Jiu: "Cold?"

Those words were just complete bullshit. Wearing a T-shirt on a snowy day like this, would he not be cold?

But compared to being cold, You Huo couldn't stand the smell more.

He ignored Qin Jiu's question and frowned: "Can you let me stand?"

"No."

".........."

You Huo glared at him coldly

Qin Jiu returned back to the bedside and sat at a small round wooden table. Facing You Huo, he said: "Your legs are too long so you might accidentally kick me. Sitting is more stable."

You Huo: ".........."

Stable your mum.

After two consecutive bouts of irritation, You Huo turned to the right and no longer paid him any attention.

On the right, the place that was supposed to be a wall was covered with a piece of glass. Through You Huo's angle, he could see half the living room downstairs. The examinees were currently standing around or sitting in daze.