94 Xiyue University 15

◎Poison Apple Project◎

Sang Mian felt that he had discovered the truth, "The vice-principal's little habit is so exciting!"

Bian Yu nodded: "In fact, many students and teachers know about it. It's no longer a secret in the school."

"I understand." Sang Mian suppressed the shock in his heart and nodded. A brilliant idea came to his mind.

The audience watching the live broadcast was excited. They had never expected a comeback. Everyone thought that the doctor could eliminate most of the teams this time, and even Sang Mian, a favorite to win the championship, was defeated. But the situation suddenly changed, and the doctor was locked up in a small dark room.

After Sang Mian clicked on the live broadcast screen, he was shocked by the barrage of comments, which were filled with rewards. The number of online viewers also increased several times, and the amount of rewards directly exceeded 30 billion ghost money.

According to the rules of the game, 10 billion ghost coins can be exchanged for a punishment, and collecting three punishments can fire the teacher. The cat is hiding among the teachers of Xiyue High School.

Sang Mian was secretly excited, knowing that winning the competition was just around the corner!

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As the most thrifty girl in the team, Xia Qing picked up all the paper money scattered on the rooftop, and then put the part belonging to Bai Tang into her arms.

"Hehe, I picked up several hundred million more ghost money. I wonder which player dropped it." Xia Qing looked around furtively: "Sister Tangtang, please collect it quickly."

Bai Tang thought that it wouldn't be necessary, after all, Mian Mian was a super rich woman in the underworld. But looking at Xia Qing's extremely sincere gaze, she still stuffed the paper money back into the panel.

The rooftop was in chaos and no one noticed Xia Qing's little trick. Only after the two of them slipped away quietly did everyone remember to pick up the paper money for the dead.

"Oh my god! How come I'm short of so much money!"

"Did you take my ghost money?"

"Who took yours? I'm also missing a few hundred million, okay?"

The player screamed to the sky: "Damn it! Don't let me catch you, you shameless thief!"

Bai Tang and Xia Qing were still frightened by Ma Le's suicide, and they kept following Ma Le for fear that he would do something stupid.

They didn't feel relieved until Ma Le sat down in the classroom and stared at his phone.

Bai Tang's eyes suddenly widened after he glanced at the panel. "Xiao Qing, didn't you say you only picked up a few hundred million? How come there are so many more!"

Xia Qing looked at him blankly: "There are ghost money all over the ground, who knows how much you took out? I didn't take much either, there are still a lot on the rooftop."

Bai Tang recalled the scene where the players all advised the students. Everyone had indeed taken out paper money for the dead, and some even threw it on the ground for the task target to pick up.

The situation was urgent and no one knew how much money they had taken out.

Bai Tang held her forehead with her hand. Should she say Xiao Qing was stupid or smart as hell? However, she had to spoil her own child: "Don't do this kind of thing next time."

"Okay, I'll listen to Sister Tangtang." Xia Qing acted like a good girl: "We haven't seen Sister Sang for several hours, and the elimination round will end in two hours."

Bai Tang suddenly felt a headache. She counted her and Xiaoqing's cards. It was unrealistic for the two of them to complete the elimination round. She couldn't let Xiaoqing use the pregnancy card to make Ma Le pregnant, right?

It seems that it is possible? After Ma Le became pregnant, she felt maternal love and might not take out a loan for the sake of her child.

Bai Tang shook her head frantically! What was she thinking! How could a man like Ma Le have any maternal love!

"What is the key to the knockout stage..."

Xia Qing replied seriously: "Don't think about the key point, let's use violence to cripple Ma Le. I don't see how he can get a loan without hands and eyes!"

Bai Tangyu choked up. This is a solution. How about giving it a try?

Suddenly, a pair of white hands rested on her shoulders, and a familiar voice sounded from behind: "Yes, our Xiaoqing is getting bolder and bolder."

Bai Tang's eyes flashed with surprise*: "Mianmian! You're back!"

Xia Qing chuckled: "Follow our sister Sang, it's no big deal to fight a weird one."

Seeing Sang Mian return safely, Bai Tang's worries were relieved: "How is it? Did you catch that weirdo?"

Sang Mian smiled mysteriously: "Guess what my identity is now?"

Xia Qing's eyes lit up: "What!"

Bai Tang had a vague guess in her mind, so she asked a question first: "Are the people who want to harm us related to campus loans?"

Sang Mian nodded: "Yes."

Bai Tang understood: "Mianmian, you wouldn't have infiltrated the campus loan team, right?" After all, completing the copy from the source is Sang Mian's strong point.

Sang Mian nodded in the expectant gazes of the two.

Xia Qing was so happy that she hugged Sang Mian tightly and said, "I knew Sister Sang could do it! Sister Sang, you are amazing!"

Sang Mian was almost out of breath because of Xia Qing's scolding: "Ahem... Don't get excited, we have only infiltrated the campus loan department, and the most critical problem has not been solved yet."

Xia Qing looked up: "What's the problem?"

Sang Mian: "Completely destroy the campus loan den!"

"Let go, Xiaoqing, your sister Sang can't even speak." Bai Tang pulled Xia Qing away with a smile, "Mianmian, you must have some ideas, right?"

Sang Mian blinked and said, "There is one. By the way, did you throw away the apples from lunch?"

Xia Qing said, "Poisoned apple? Haven't thrown it away yet? Sister Sang, are you any use to it?"

Sang Mian told the two about the vice principal, and then she supported her chin and analyzed: "The vice principal will have afternoon tea with the sisters in the afternoon. I want to give him a taste of his own medicine."

She wiped her neck and said, "Kill the vice president and the campus loan will be cancelled."

Xia Qing screamed, "Sister Sang, you are even more cruel than me!"

Bai Tang clicked his tongue twice: "So you want to make the poisoned apple into apple cake?"

Sang Mian: “Yes.”

Bai Tang glanced at the time and rejected her idea: "It's too late. The elimination round ends at five o'clock, and we still need to find someone to make the cake. There is no time at all."

Sang Mian was shocked: "So long!" She ignored the most important issue of time. The principal's afternoon tea was at four o'clock, and the delicious apple cake could not be made within an hour.

Is the plan going to fail? Sang Mian was immediately discouraged. She knew she could not defeat the vice-principal head-on.

Xia Qing also wilted. She spread her hands and said, "What should we do? Why don't we cripple Ma Le? It's better than us being eliminated."

"In fact, it only takes a slight adjustment." Bai Tang's lips curled up slightly, "Mianmian's plan can continue to be implemented."

Sang Mian and Xia Qing looked up at the same time, looking at Bai Tang expectantly.

Bai Tang took out the apple and placed it between the three people: "Why not make it into apple juice? I'm sure the vice-president will like it."

"Is it... that simple?" Xia Qing felt again that his IQ was being looked down upon. The good plan proposed by Sang Mian became a perfect closed loop after being modified by Bai Tang.

Bai Tang elegantly pushed the hair around her face back behind her ears: "It's that simple, and it also saves time."

The audience in the live broadcast room was boiling with excitement. The audience who had originally gathered in the doctor's live broadcast room returned to the live broadcast room of the three people, listening to the secret conversation of the three people, and the audience excitedly threw out the small gifts in their hands.

This was simply the weirdest game with the most twists and turns they had ever seen! They thought the doctor's team had a sure win, but they didn't expect that Sang Mian's infiltration into the campus loan team easily resolved the situation.

That's all! Next, Sang Mian and the other two used their positions to make the target unable to find the loan channel so that they could pass the task perfectly. Who would have thought that the purpose of these three people was to destroy the entire campus loan! And they wanted to start directly with the vice principal!

Every one of them is very clear about the strength of the vice-president of Xiyue High School. It is a fantasy to want to defeat the vice-president, but the plan of these three people seems feasible.

The dense barrage of comments naturally caught Sang Mian's attention. She suddenly thought of the live broadcast she had watched before. How to guide the audience to give gifts?

"Family! In order to ensure the excitement of the 300th anniversary event of Weird Games, we decided to challenge the vice-principal!"

[I’m really looking forward to it! Come on, anchor! ]

[Hehe, the host still knows what we want to watch. ]

[Is this possible? Don't try to be stubborn, or you'll be beaten to a pulp by the vice-principal.]

[Host, stop showing off. It's impossible for just a few of you to poison the vice-president.]

[The above person is right. Can apple juice poison the vice-president? What a joke, right? ]

【Hahaha, I want to see the anchor get slapped in the face.】

Doubts were heard everywhere in the live broadcast room, but Sang Mian smiled slightly, "System, I remember there is a gift voting function in the live broadcast room, right?"

System: [Yes]

Sang Mian: "Help me open the vote. The left side is success, and the right side is failure."

Three seconds later, two voting boxes appeared in the live broadcast room, the red one represented success and the blue one represented failure.

Sang Mian boldly announced in the live broadcast room, "If you think the host can successfully defeat the vice-principal, please give a reward in the success column. If you absolutely think the host will fail in the challenge, please give a reward in the failure column! Let the host see how many family members believe in the host!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the number of blue-framed gifts soared, and the audience seemed to not believe that Sang Mian could defeat the vice-principal.

Sang Mian sighed slightly, "It seems that no one trusts the anchor. How about this! If the anchor fails, how about giving out 10 billion red envelopes in the live broadcast room as compensation?"

The live broadcast room was flooded with barrages again. The audience's emotions were completely aroused by Sang Mian. The gift columns of the red and blue sides reached an astonishing number, and people continued to enter the live broadcast room.

The live broadcast effect was achieved, Sang Mian closed the panel with satisfaction, "Let's start!"

The three of them split into two groups. Xia Qing and Bai Tang took three apples to the cafeteria to find a juicer, while Sang Mian asked Bian Yu for the address of afternoon tea. Half an hour later, the three of them gathered at the entrance of the teaching building.

The vice-principal held the afternoon tea in his office. Bian Yu said that the vice-principal's office was very large and the participants in the afternoon tea were all school staff, mostly teachers.

Half an hour later, Sang Mian was waiting in front of the teaching building with a stack of clothes in her hands, with a grim expression on her face. The thick clothes only allowed her head to be visible.

Bai Tang held a full bottle of apple juice and said, "Xiao Qing, do you think that person is Mian Mian?"

She narrowed her eyes and pointed at the person holding the clothes in the teaching building.

Xia Qing tilted her head: "It seems so. What is Sister Sang holding? So many?"

"Don't be in a daze! Come here!" Sang Mian shouted at the two of them, holding the clothes.

Confirming that it was Sang Mian without a doubt, Bai Tang quickened her pace and ran towards her: "Mian Mian, what are you doing?" She looked at the stack of gorgeous clothes in Sang Mian's hand and her eyes twitched.

Sang Mian smiled wryly: "No need to question, we'll each take one."

The vice-principal is a particular person. During afternoon tea time, of course she would wear Lolita and hold exquisite tableware to discuss with the sisters whose new clothes are more beautiful.

Xia Qing smiled awkwardly: "Sister Sang, you want me to wear this?"

Bai Tang's face wrinkled: "It's not easy to move in this, right?"

Sang Mian: "Do you think I want to? You can't enter the vice-principal's office without this!"

She was also helpless. Who would be willing to wear dragging clothes in a weird game? It would be inconvenient to run away in a critical moment. But what could she do? It was the vice principal's fault for having a special hobby.

The three of them changed their clothes reluctantly, and based on Bian Yu's instructions, Sang Mian took Bai Tang and Xia Qing to the vice-principal's office.