Chapter 145 Mizuki Private High School (Seventeen)

"This is the main teaching area. The first-year classes are all on the fifth floor."

After everyone got off the bus, Qingyuan counted the number of people before introducing them to the building that was surrounded by layers of cedar trees and had an architectural style that resembled a fairy-tale castle.

"Just find the corresponding class based on the information on your student card, and I'll take you there."

After saying that, she stopped a few steps away from the building and stopped moving forward.

"My contact information is in every student's cell phone. You can contact me at any time if you have any questions," she said, maintaining the dignity of a teacher. "Now, the time for the first test is almost up. You should go to the examination room."

After she finished her last sentence, she seemed to be busy with other things. Without even waiting for the other players' reactions, she turned around and left in a hurry.

This was totally different from the normal start of school for new students. Although no one knew what the life teacher was feeling as she had been hiding next to them for such a long time, some players were unable to adapt for a while when they suddenly lost her help.

Looking at the tall buildings, I always feel out of place in them. Ultimately, I am still worried about the upcoming exams.

Nanhuan and Beixi did not have such troubles. They just took a quick glance at the luxurious campus environment and went upstairs.

The remaining players from Guild One and Guild Two were a little nervous, but seeing that the Guild Leader and the eldest lady looked confident, they didn't want to lose face and followed with a straight face.

"President, you guessed right, the communication channel has been disabled," Twelve climbed two steps and caught up with Bei Xi, reporting the situation in a somewhat disappointed voice, "Even the mobile phone has no signal when it arrives in this building. It shows that it is in the signal interruption area because of the baseline test."

It’s quite high-tech and updated in real time.

Twelve curled his lips, "However, some props are not banned. For example, the selection of the best and luck-based props can be used normally."

Bei Xi hadn't said anything yet, but Nan Huan was quite interested and slowed down his pace.

"So, the system doesn't prohibit cheating?" She twisted her fingers, her tone rising slightly because of this conclusion.

"It seems so, but that kind of prop is not cost-effective. Not to mention the points wasted, the written test should not only have multiple-choice and true-or-false questions, right? When it comes to physics and mathematics, it will be even more difficult. It is impossible to come up with a formula by luck, not to mention the practical exams for those two subjects."

Props are not omnipotent. Simple selection and luck-based props have a limited range of uses.

For ordinary players, not only do they waste points, but they also have to prevent the possibility of being caught, which seems to be not very cost-effective.

After all, Nan Huan didn't have as much experience in using props as Twelve. After hearing what she said, he nodded as if he understood a little.

As they were talking, they had already taken the elevator to the fifth floor. Several classes were located next to each other, not too far away.

Bei Xi had already explained everything that needed to be explained in the car. Besides, this exam was only related to credits and did not involve life safety, so there was nothing to worry about.

So there was no reluctant farewell scene as imagined. Bei Xi took Nan Huan and turned into a class with a sign saying "Class 6 of Grade 1".

The classroom is large and quiet, and even seems a little empty because of the sparse desks.

Nan Huan glanced around casually and roughly came up with the number twenty in his mind. Except for two empty tables in the first row, the rest of the seats were occupied.

But they didn't seem to be very interested in the new students. They were all buried in their books, wanting to race against time until the last moment.

Nan Huan looked at it for a while before turning his gaze to the person on the podium, waiting for an introduction.

As a result, the teacher, who was originally facing sideways towards them, suddenly turned around, scaring Nan Huan.

The other person was wearing a dark blue work skirt suit, looking very elegant. She was originally facing the door sideways, arranging something that looked like a test paper on the podium.

Perhaps it was the change in light that caught her attention, so she turned around.

Nan Huan saw a face without any facial features without any warning, and the veins on his temples jumped suddenly.

She had only seen this kind of scene in horror movies. There was nothing on the pale face, but the other person was standing not far away from her, "looking" at the two of them with a pale face.

Bei Xi squeezed Nan Huan's hand soothingly and patted it gently. She did not show any hostility or fighting attitude towards the faceless teacher who suddenly appeared. She did not forget that she was here to take the exam.

"Today is another day for freshmen to enter the school."

The voice that appeared out of nowhere did not ease the embarrassment, nor did it make the other students who were burying their heads in their books and showing great interest look up.

But Nan Huan could hear the gloating behind the nonchalant tone. She looked up for the source of the voice and saw that it came from the radio in the corner of the classroom.

Knock knock.

The faceless teacher turned around and tapped the podium twice with his fingers.

It seemed to attract other people's attention, but it also seemed to be a simple warning.

This voice finally woke up the ostriches. The students who originally didn't want to pay attention to the broadcast, after the warning from the faceless teacher, had no choice but to raise their heads and look at their new classmates.

"They are Bei Wanchao and Nan'an, new students in Class 6 of Grade 1."

The voice on the other end of the radio didn't seem to care about the students' perfunctory response, and helped Bei Xi and Nan Huan complete their self-introductions with great interest.

This enrollment experience is not really good for Nanhuan.

The gazes of the classmates who looked at them were mostly casual and indifferent.

But in the midst of all this, Nan Huan keenly sensed a gaze that was so obviously surprised that it was too late to conceal it.

She followed the gaze and saw a girl sitting in the second row by the right window.

The other person still had a piece of pencil in his hand and hadn't yet pulled himself away from the sea of ​​books. He was surprised and made eye contact with Nan Huan. He realized belatedly that it was inappropriate and looked away in panic.

Such a blatant gaze naturally did not escape Bei Xi's eyes.

She took a look and confirmed that the other party was just an NPC in the game, and not a character like Uncle Nan who had a connection with Nan Huan. A simple NPC was surprised by the appearance of Nan Huan, and she couldn't ignore it, but now was obviously not the time.

“I hope old classmates can get along well with new classmates.”

After repeating the same old stuff for a few sentences, the announcement got to the point. "There's only one minute left before the exam. New students, please take your seats. This is a baseline test for new students, and also a test for old students. Please take it seriously."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other students had already put away the textbooks on the table as usual.

The faceless teacher gestured to the two of them at the empty seat in the first row.

All her movements and commands seemed to be just serving the broadcast. She had no consciousness of her own, no right to speak, let alone expressions.

Nan Huan chose a seat against the wall. His enthusiasm for school seemed to have disappeared completely because of the side quest and the campus life that was completely different from what he remembered.

She held the pen on the table boredly and passed the test paper to the person behind her.

Nan Huan noticed that even in the same class, everyone's test papers were different because of the required course choices.

Nan Huan had never taken the French test, although she was fluent in French.

But just as Bei Xi expected, being able to speak does not mean being able to take the exam. Those rigid rules and regulations are even worse than nitpicking.

After reading a few lines, she gave up trying to write the answers herself.

Bei Xi's waist was very straight, and the calmness she had acquired since childhood allowed her to handle any situation with ease.

Even though she was suddenly back in the examination room many years ago, she remained calm.

The pen in his hand never paused as elegant letters appeared on the paper.

She didn't look at Nan Huan, as if she knew what method the other party was going to use. In order to hand in a satisfactory answer sheet, she just lowered her head and wrote on the paper in her hand.

I don’t know how long it took, but Bei Xi seemed to sense something, her lips slightly raised, and her hand, which was originally pressing on a corner of the test paper, moved away without a trace.

From other people's perspective, Bei Xi lowered his head slightly, with one hand placed neatly on his knee and the other hand writing furiously, looking like he was concentrating on his work.

But if you look closely, you will find that her whole body seems to shift slightly to the right, as if she is making room for someone, and she writes a little faster, fearing that she will not be able to catch up.

However, this scene, which seemed nothing strange to others, was completely different from what ordinary people saw when Nan Huan took a quick glance at it.

After all, only Nanhuan can see A Liu's existence.

Strictly speaking, only less than two days of dungeon time had passed since she became Nan Huan's 'die-hard' believer. But I don't know if the matter of Fengmenling was finally resolved, or if she finally realized her wish to leave Fengmenling. In any case, she looked in good spirits.

Although it is indeed a bit strange to use the word "complexion" to describe a ghost.

But in Nan Huan's view, although she was still a floating white shadow, she was more agile than before.

As early as when Nan Huan knew that she was going to take the exam, she secretly found time and confirmed with A Liu that she could ask the other party for help.

A Liu became his own believer, and his skill was "Spirit from Behind", which no one could see except others. It was simply a magical cheat.

The two people live in different regions, but copying answers is not a problem for each other.

In order to avoid being caught cheating, Nan Huan could not focus his attention on her and Bei Xi for a long time and could only pretend to glance at them casually.

Then he saw A Liu tearing off a piece of cloth from his body at random, and with a wave of his hand, many words that were familiar to Nan Huan appeared densely on the cloth.

The exam had just started for less than fifteen minutes. No matter how good Bei Xi was, it was impossible for her to finish the test immediately.

Nan Huan just tried it once and then called the person back in his heart.

Ah Liu was very curious about the world outside Fengmenling. She obediently put the cloth on Nan Huan's table, then stood aside and slacked off, chatting with Nan Huan in her heart.

"Where is this?"

Nan Huan looked at the handwriting on the cloth which was almost the same as Bei Xi's, and he had an idea in his mind.

"School."

"School?" She frowned and looked at the faceless teacher on the podium, lost in thought. "This place is a little strange, it's different from the school in the village."

Nan Huan paused for a rare moment and explained very seriously, "This is not a normal school. Just like the Fengmenling where you stayed, there are some problems here. Do you want to go to school? There is a special place for study in the guild. I didn't come to connect with you this time. After we get out of this dungeon, I will take you to have a look. Is it okay if you want to go to school there?"

Although he chose to make her his believer in order to save A Liu, Nan Huan psychologically hoped that A Liu could have her own life outside Fengmenling, so as not to waste her second life that she had finally gotten.

"Okay, I want to see it."

A Liu agreed quickly. After coming out of Fengmenling, she was curious about everything.

However, she also knew that Nan Huan seemed to be doing something important and it was not good to disturb him, so she did not continue to discuss this issue. Instead, she stood aside and watched Nan Huan copy the words on the cloth, bit by bit, onto the piece of paper she was holding.

Nan Huan was a little concerned at first, wondering whether the system would identify her as cheating.

But when he saw Ah Liu circling around the faceless teacher several times without the other party noticing at all, he realized that the system did not prohibit cheating as long as he was not discovered.

The one-hour exam was over quickly, and Bei Xi finished the test paper in just forty minutes. With A Liu as a humanoid cheating device, Nan Huan couldn't wait to hand in the test paper at the end of the exam.

"This exam is over. The next exam will start in ten minutes."

The broadcast sounded at the right time. At the same time, Nan Huan noticed that there was not only a broadcasting device in the upper right corner of the classroom, but also a total of six cameras in the front, back and center, watching the only twenty people in the classroom from all angles.

Not to mention normal cheating, even if there is a fly in the classroom, it can be seen clearly.

It was clearly a short break, but no one stood up from their seats. It seemed that the other students were accustomed to this frequency. The moment they finished an exam, they turned to the textbooks for the next subject.

Nan Huan and Bei Xi were like two aliens. They got up from their seats and wandered around the classroom.

There were still a few minutes left before the next exam subject selection, and the countdown on the mobile phone did not make the two feel any urgency at all.

Nan Huan walked straight from the first row to the back of the classroom. During the exam just now, Nan Huan had asked A Liu to walk around the entire classroom. Except for a few pieces of paper stuck on the blackboard at the back, there was no other information in the entire classroom.

This is somewhat inconsistent with the tone of the system. In the previous copies, there were three pitfalls in one step, but except for the obstacles set when enrolling in school, it was very calm until the end of an exam.

There was nothing wrong with the system, which Nan Huan was not used to.

Everyone else was in a classroom of four, except her and Bei Xi, who were left alone. There was also an NPC in the classroom who obviously knew something about the situation, and he acted very abnormally after seeing her. Nan Huan felt that there must be some clues in this classroom.

She didn't go directly to the NPC. The other party's previous attitude was very telling. Even if she went up to ask now, she probably wouldn't get any answer.

Besides, the break time is relatively short, so it is not appropriate to ask directly in front of other students. It would be better to find an opportunity to ask in private.

So Nan Huan decided to turn his attention to the pages of paper nailed to the wall at the back.

I don’t know if it’s because of the setting of the copy role or because of the credit issue, but all students have to love learning. The two of them walked very easily and did not encounter any obstacles.

Even the faceless teacher on the podium had no reaction to the two's actions.

After getting closer, Nan Huan could see clearly that what was nailed to the wall seemed to be a report card.

"The number of people is wrong. There is one extra person on top."

Bei Xi could tell something was wrong at first glance.

The transcripts will start coming out on August 1st. As Qingyuan mentioned before, there will be exams, grades, and credits calculated every week, so there will be one grade sheet per week, for a total of five.

There were nineteen people on each of the first four transcripts, and the last one was blank with no scores, only names. There were a total of twenty-one names on the list, including Bei Wanchao and Nan'an.

But there was no 21st desk in the entire classroom.

Nan Huan's eyes moved to the first four transcripts and quickly locked onto a name. "It's Yanqi. It's her fourth exam. She has no scores for her practical exams and club activities."

There are only nineteen people on the first four lists, and they are arranged from first to last, based on the credits earned from the required courses chosen and club activities, from high to low.

Each student's grades are clear at a glance. He only occupied the first place on the first three transcripts, and suddenly dropped to the last on the fourth paper. The other party's language, humanities, and science subjects had grades, but the remaining arts and sports that required practical exams were blank.

It is easy to attract attention, as if it is just short of telling others clearly that there is something wrong with this person who has always been ranked first but suddenly has no results.

Nan Huan was somewhat confused when he recalled what Chaka had said before, that the president of Jianyu Society was also missing.

Is it common for students to go missing at Mizuki Private High School, or is it that Yanqi is the so-called president of the Arrow Club who just happened to go missing?

Considering that the school can prepare the corresponding test papers based on the students' choices two minutes before the exam, it is unlikely that they will make the mistake of deliberately forgetting to delete the names of students who are not in the class.

So it was obvious that the other party did not change classes suddenly. In addition, students attached so much importance to credits that it was impossible for them to deliberately cause trouble during the exam. This was demonstrated by the first few written tests of Yanqi's third exam.

"We don't have much time to choose the next exam,"

The two of them looked at the transcripts and thought for a while. Bei Xi finally spoke, "It seems that the subjects in the written test don't have much impact. You can choose whatever you want. As for the practical test..."

She paused here, looked at the list on the transcript again, and frowned unconsciously.

Nan Huan helped her finish her unfinished words, "Her practical exam is quite compatible with both of us, one for violin and the other for drama, how about it? President, do you want to go and take a look?"