School Rules

"Alright, students."

He Lizhou and the others had just sat down when a teacher came in from the door with a book under his arm. "It's time to get ready for class."

The teacher brought a chemistry book, a high school chemistry class.

Sheng Ju showed a look of pain. Although his grades were good, chemistry was what he hated the most.

Putting all these things together can be really annoying.

However, it is obvious in the copy that school rules must be followed, and the third rule of the school rules is to study hard and not be distracted.

This is not an ordinary high school classroom. If you lose your concentration, you might really lose your life.

Sheng Ju forced himself to cheer up and turned to the page where the teacher was talking about.

Fortunately, this teacher didn’t seem to have the habit of asking questions. He just talked at the podium and didn’t care about the reactions of the students below.

Sheng Ju was just about to let his mind wander when the teacher stopped teaching and said, "Some students are not paying attention."

His tone was completely different from that when he was lecturing. The ending was soft and low as if it was about to float away, but when you listened carefully, it felt like it was carrying some anticipation.

"Why aren't you paying attention in class? Don't you want to study at No. 1 High School? Don't you want to graduate?"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Sheng Ju's back. No way, he's so sensitive.

The teacher slowly walked down from the podium. Sheng Ju's muscles were tense and he was ready to run away. As long as the teacher walked within a certain range, he might run out of the classroom at any time.

He Lizhou noticed Sheng Ju's abnormality and realized that Sheng Ju must have been distracted just now. He then became more cautious and paid close attention to his teacher's actions.

The teacher walked very slowly, as if on purpose, not only to put pressure on the distracted students, but also to put pressure on the entire class.

All the students in the class were slowly following the teacher's movements with their eyes.

She walked down step by step. The students she passed by were obviously relieved, but the fear in the eyes of the students who were about to walk in front of them became more and more obvious.

Sheng Ju and He Lizhou were sitting at the back, and when they were still three people away from the teacher, Sheng Ju was about to take action first. One of the students had a mental breakdown and jumped up from his seat first.

He cried bitterly, sweeping the books off the table, "I don't want to go to this cannibalistic school like yours. I want to drop out!"

The teacher turned around and looked at him. Sheng Ju took the opportunity to see clearly the expression on the teacher's face. It was like the facial features painted on a puppet, stiff and empty.

He smiled, the curve of his lips showing a perfect smile, "So it's you - what did you just do?"

The student's eyes were filled with fear, but he kept his mouth shut and refused to speak. The teacher lifted him up easily and said, "If you don't want to say anything, then go ahead and apply for withdrawal from school as you wish."

The student breathed a sigh of relief, but He Lizhou didn't think he could escape from the sea of suffering. Seeing him quickly run out of the classroom, the teacher's expression slowly returned to normal and continued to smile: "Okay, let's continue with the previous explanation..."

Sheng Ju really didn't dare to move or think at all this time. He was more serious than when he was in high school and didn't dare to breathe too long.

A class lasts 45 minutes. Sheng Ju attended the whole class obediently. He felt like his head was about to explode and did not bother He Lizhou after class.

He Lizhou's seat was right next to Sheng Ju. Seeing him like this, he still felt soft-hearted. "Who can concentrate for 45 minutes without getting distracted? Even that teacher can't do it."

The teacher really couldn't do that. He paused three or four times during the lecture. They were very brief, but He Lizhou noticed it. "As long as you stay calm when he puts psychological pressure on you, you'll be fine."

Sheng Ju lay on the table, feeling unhappy. "Fortunately, this teacher doesn't ask questions. If I were replaced by someone who could ask questions, I'd rather die!"

There are all kinds of unspeakable taboos in the copy. Sheng Ju vaguely mentioned the word "death" when he spoke, but it still attracted the attention of the students around him.

He asked Sheng Ju: "Are you going to commit suicide?"

His tone was very strange. It was not a joke between ordinary classmates, nor was it panic or worry. Instead, it was filled with some yearning.

He said, “I want to, too.”

Sheng Ju was horrified and waved his hands repeatedly, "I didn't, you heard it wrong."

The other party was not disappointed. He said "Oh" softly, and then continued: "If you want to commit suicide, please write a suicide note first, and write down the truth about this school."

He Lizhou interrupted and asked, "Has a student committed suicide before?"

The other person looked at him strangely. "Of course." His tone was very normal, as if this was a very ordinary thing, just like eating and drinking. "But the suicide notes they wrote were not handed over to the reporters. They were stopped."

The student sighed, "I don't know how many people have to die before this can be seen."

He Lizhou felt that the other party was in a bad state, so he signaled to Sheng Ju with his eyes. Sheng Ju immediately leaned back in his chair and distanced himself from the other party without leaving any trace: "Yes, ah, class is about to start, you should sit back down quickly."

The second class had a history teacher who loved to call on students and ask questions. Sheng Ju noticed that the boy who talked to them during the break was called "Gao Han".

As soon as Sheng Ju wrote down the name, he was called by the history teacher and asked a question about the year. Sheng Ju didn't know the situation in the copy, so he answered a time based on the history before entering the infinite flow game, and he guessed it right.

Sheng Ju breathed a sigh of relief.

*

After a day's classes, it was already 5:40 in the afternoon. He Lizhou and his classmates had to go outside the school to get their hair cut, and they had to get back before dark, so time was running out.

Long Yao did not go with He Lizhou and Peng Ningyu. He left the classroom first. When He Lizhou and the others went out, Long Yao was nowhere to be seen.

He Lizhou dug out fifty yuan from his seat. It should have been added by the system when it improved the characters. Peng Ningyu didn't find it, so he didn't know if it was enough for the haircut fees for both of them.

Sheng Ju stroked He Lizhou's hair reluctantly and said, "Go ahead."

With the leave note from the head teacher, the guard's expression immediately improved. After a careful check, he let the two people pass.

When they walked out of the school gate, they found that this school was actually built in a downtown area. There was no noise at all inside the school. Was it because they were so nervous all the time?

When they walked onto the streets, they realized that there was no noise because people didn't talk. Even if they did, they kept their voices as low as possible.

Peng Ningyu picked a barber shop. When the two of them walked in, they could hear some sounds of hair blowing and shearing, but there was basically no communication in the shop the whole time.

Seeing that it was two students coming in, the people in the store looked at them openly, until they saw the school badges on their chests, and immediately smiled.

"Oh, students from the First High School!"

A customer called out softly, his eyes full of admiration, and waved to the barber, "Why are you still cutting his hair? Come and do it to the two students. What are you going to do? Cut it short? Oh, boy, your hair is indeed a little long!"

He Lizhou smiled awkwardly, "Sisters, why didn't you talk before we came in?"

The customer in the store covered his mouth and laughed, "What sister? Call me auntie! You're not talking? Of course you're not talking because your school is here, and we can't disturb you students from studying!"

He Lizhou then understood why there was no noise from the downtown area in the school. It was because they were afraid of disturbing the students' studies, and even asked the students who cut in line to get their hair cut first in the barber shop.

Some people have a pathological pursuit of grades.

He Lizhou suddenly thought of the student who dropped out of school that morning, and couldn't help but ask, "What would you think of him if someone dropped out of our school?"

The customer in the store's expression changed immediately. He looked at He Lizhou carefully, and finally came to some unknown conclusion before he smiled again and regained his good temper.

"Don't learn from those people! They didn't study hard in school and got expelled. How dare they live like that? We even look down on his family!"

After saying that, she spat hard on the ground.

He Lizhou could probably guess what happened to the students who dropped out of school.

He was silent for a while and did not respond to the customer's constant whispering of "study hard" in his ear. While waiting for the barber to blow-dry his hair, he took out fifty yuan and handed it to the barber, but the barber refused to take it.

"You are students of No. 1 High School! I can't accept this money. If the boss finds out, I will be scolded. Just study hard in school!"

He Lizhou saw the other person's glasses and saw the seriousness in his eyes, so he withdrew his hand.

When they walked out of the store, the customer who had just been cut in line sat back in his chair with a smile on his face. Even though his hair had not been taken care of for a long time and was in a mess, he did not show any anger at being cut in line.

When Peng Ningyu turned around, she saw the guest had a smug look on his face. He even turned on the camera on his mobile phone and said a lot of things to her, then turned the camera around to take a picture of He Lizhou and Peng Ningyu.

Peng Ningyu quickly turned around and covered her face.

“They’re so weird.”

Peng Ningyu was walking on the street and whispered to He Lizhou.

He Lizhou nodded. People outside the school had a morbid admiration for the students of No. 1 High School; but people inside the school looked down on the students, just like the attitude of the security guard last night.

After He Lizhou went down, their first reaction was that they thought He Lizhou was lying and that he was a bad person.

In the same town, people inside and outside the school have completely opposite attitudes.

When they returned to the classroom, it was evening self-study. The whole classroom was so quiet that the only sounds were breathing and the ticking of the clock. When He Lizhou and his friends entered, no one in the class looked up at them.

After He Lizhou returned to his seat, Sheng Ju secretly glanced at He Lizhou. Seeing that He Lizhou had a hairstyle similar to his, his eyes were filled with heartache.

He didn't look at it for long, and soon retracted his gaze and put it back on the exercise book.

He Lizhou felt amused that this copy actually controlled Sheng Ju's temper. He remembered something, turned his head slightly and looked at Long Yao's seat.

It's empty there.

No one knew where Long Yao had gone, and there was no trace of him in the barber shop near the school. Thinking of the fact that in the previous copy, Long Yao was the one who caused the last heavy damage to the copy, He Lizhou felt a little relieved.

At least the other party has some sense...right?