Chapter 143 Version 2.0
The young man on the left, Li Wenhao, quickly retorted, "If you think that's right, then why would it still be called a horror room escape?"
Gu Juncheng: I have nothing to refute.
The radio overhead was always playing. The content of the class was not important. The main thing was that I had to wait until it stopped before I could leave my seat.
As Zhou Yan said, put the student ID cards back on the correct desk one by one.
This level of the game is over, the lights go out, and the next level begins.
After a few minutes, the annoying broadcast finally stopped.
Gu Juncheng muttered, "How can a serious teacher teach such a scoundrel poem in class?"
Zhou Yan reminded him faintly: "...Old Ji mentioned it twice before."
Lao Ji is their Chinese teacher.
Gu Juncheng: “…”
Su Nanzhi was too lazy to join the group chat, and several people put their student ID cards back in place one by one.
In the end, there was still a student ID card missing.
Zhou Yan was confused again. "All the student ID cards were clearly here when I came last time. How come one is missing? Did the staff take too few?"
There was trouble again in the second level, which Zhou Yan couldn't understand.
Su Nanzhi looked at the student ID cards placed on all the tables, except for the one at the last table.
She lowered her gaze to the blackboard and looked at it closely for a moment.
I will do to you what spring does to the cherry trees.
Jiang Beiyu watched from the side and said, "These two lines of poetry were once popular as a magical expression of love."
Perhaps for Chinese people, such a confession is a bit too naked, but the times are different nowadays, and there are more unrestrained ones.
A night of pleasure, a day of debauchery.
Feelings are not worth mentioning.
"So the owner of the missing student ID is either the student to whom the confession was made or someone related to the student to whom the confession was made."
Su Nanzhi looked up at the chandelier and felt that there was a vague shadow on it.
I simply reached out and took a slap. With a "click", there was a blur in front of my eyes and the student ID card fell down.
Gu Juncheng was stunned: "Is this even possible?"
Su Nanzhi opened it and took a look: it was Ye Dongming’s student ID.
There is also a photo above, of a very handsome boy.
Zhou Yan was very worried about Yan Zihui's situation and reached out his hand. "Here, give it to me. I'll put it away, and then we'll start the next level."
Su Nanzhi paused and said, "Let's analyze it first."
"This student ID card should have been kept somewhere we can find it, right?"
Although Zhou Yan didn't quite understand what Su Nanzhi wanted to say, he nodded and said, "Yes, the last time we came here to play, although it was scary, each level was not difficult."
"In that case, I guess every level has changed," Su Nanzhi paused, her eyes suddenly lighting up, "which means the game has been updated, it can be said to be version 2.0."
“…”
Why would a real-life game need to be upgraded?
Aren't you trying to stir up trouble by not informing the players in advance? ! !
Su Nanzhi continued: "I currently have three guesses."
Under the dim light, her voice rang out slowly:
"One was the former homeroom teacher, the Chinese teacher. He fell in love with a girl in the class. This girl was apparently the one mentioned in the corridor outside, Lan Xiaoxin or Du Xiaojuan. That girl had another boyfriend, and the homeroom teacher killed them out of hatred for her love."
"Second, the Chinese teacher and the girl in the class were in love with each other, and the girl was harassed by another boy. The Chinese teacher killed the boy, and the girl committed suicide or disappeared for other reasons."
(End of this chapter)
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