[Jinjiang Exclusive] Talents are plentiful in Panyuan Town

Today is June 16th in Misty Town.

At seven o'clock in the morning, students of Misty Middle School had already entered the classroom one after another.

The narrow space was filled with wooden tables and chairs, and the classroom, which had never been changed, was crowded with students.

Wang Mumu greeted the classmates who were coming towards him, then sat in his chair, waiting for the bell for morning self-study to ring.

Maybe the sun is too strong today.

Wang Mumu, who was sitting in the first row by the window, lowered his head and looked downward, and saw a small beam of warm light squeezing in from the gap in the door.

The sun is not an uncommon thing. On the 18th night of every month, there will be a drizzle. So by comparison, rainy days are less common in the town.

But for some reason, Wang Mumu, who was sitting by the window, was still stunned when he looked at the small beam of warm light, which was more often seen on rainy days.

The teacher standing on the podium held the textbook in one hand and read aloud, while walking to the front door and pressing the wooden door that was blown open a little by the wind.

The small beam of warm light disappeared before Wang Mumu's eyes.

The girl raised her head in a daze and accidentally met the teacher's eyes who was looking down.

"Any questions, classmate?"

"No, sir."

The atmosphere in the classroom was very depressing - should it be called 'depressing'? She was not quite sure, but it seemed that the classroom had been this quiet ever since Wang Mumu could remember.

The teachers in the school are very satisfied with this atmosphere.

"Has the bathroom been cleaned?"

"No, it seems it's the monitor's turn today."

"Monitor, you are on duty today."

Wang Mumu was on duty tonight. After all the students went back to the dormitory to rest, Wang Mumu picked up the rag and began to wipe the podium.

The gray and foggy podium was wiped away by the wet rag, revealing a completely different color. Wang Mumu stood on the podium and stared at it for a long time before he came to a serious conclusion:

It seems that the wiped areas are brighter than other areas.

From the original gray, it turned into a more lustrous bright black.

She raised her hand and wiped the entire podium clean this time. The bright black patch that was originally just a small area finally became a whole piece.

In the quiet classroom, the girl stood on the podium, and her calm gaze moved from the bright podium table to the rows of gray and foggy desks under the podium.

It was clearly the same classroom, but it had two completely different colors.

Wang Mumu glanced at the rag in his hand, then glanced at the desks under the podium, and finally turned around to look at the equally gray and foggy blackboard.

"…Who cleaned the bathroom yesterday?"

"I don't know... maybe it's the class monitor?"

"It feels like the classroom is a little different... but I can't really put my finger on what it is."

The bright classroom sign read "Class 2-3 of Senior High School". Wang Mumu, who was sitting in the classroom, seemed not to hear his classmates' discussion and continued to study hard. However, the corners of his mouth, which had been trying hard to smile, finally became sincere at this moment.

She didn't know what it felt like, but she was happy.

But soon the happy mood was forced to come to an end.

"——Student, do you think you have done a good job?"

When she was called to the office, the girl had never thought about what she had done that was so outrageous that the teacher spoke to her in such an unreasonable tone.

"The inspection by the Education Bureau is coming up soon. What are you planning to do by being so different? Where do you place your class?"

Wang Mumu lowered his head and did not answer.

"Since you like cleaning so much, why don't you clean all the classrooms in the school according to our class's standards? Got it?"

"...I understand, teacher."

As she walked out of the office door, she could still hear the teacher say:

"Look at this student. He still doesn't understand what a collective is."

So what is a collective, teacher?

Wang Mumu lived in this gray and foggy town for countless days and months. Even until a beam of warm light struggled to squeeze in through the crack in the door and fell on the floor where her toes were standing, the girl still hadn't figured it out.

Sometimes she looked up at the sky. The bright and sunny sun was so bright, but Wang Mumu still felt that the sun was also covered with a layer of gray mist, losing its vitality and color.

Wang Mumu doesn’t have a favorite weather, because whether it’s sunny or rainy, her life remains the same.

Like a pool of stagnant water.

Like an old photo destined to be covered in dust.

Until the evening study session of that day.

The beam of warm light that was extinguished by the teacher's hand seemed to come to her in another way.

"——My name is Xu Wenwen,"

The new teacher in the town has a bright smile, but she is different from other teachers in Misty Middle School.

“Xu refers to the process of taking things step by step. Wen refers to the question of question.”

The new teacher brought a whole sky of moonlight to Wang Mumu.

Wang Mumu heard many stories from the newly appointed teacher Xu.

She learned that discussion is allowed in class, she understood that learning can be fun, and she saw that teachers are also very kind.

Student Wang learned a lot from Teacher Xu.

Even though Teacher Xu never remembered her name.

Perhaps in Teacher Xu's eyes, she was like a dusty photo, without any memory points?

Wang Mumu felt guilty, so she introduced her name to the teacher over and over again.

"Teacher, my name is Wang Mumu."

"Oh, hello, classmate Wang, what can I do for you?"

Even though the teacher remembered the first time, the next time he saw Wang Mumu, Teacher Xu still didn't recognize her.

Over time, Wang gave up this idea.

Maybe I'm too ordinary.

She comforted herself by saying that it was normal for teachers not to remember. After all, teachers at Misty Middle School could rarely remember the names of students at Misty Middle School.

But since Teacher Xu can't remember her, how about I remember Teacher Xu myself?

With this mentality, Wang Mumu plucked up the courage and knocked on the door of the teacher's office for the first time.

"——Teacher Xu, do you have any hobbies?"

"Hmm? Me?"

Sitting face to face with the respected teacher, Wang Mumu spoke a little shyly, but Teacher Xu didn't seem to care at all.

"I prefer to study history and literature, and I used to go paragliding and skiing when I had free time," she said. "I went with my friend, who knows a lot more."

As he spoke, Teacher Xu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and showed Wang Mumu a photo.

There were two girls on it, both of them were smiling brilliantly, and the bright and even dazzling sunlight became a witness to their beautiful youth.

That was the most vivid photo in Wang Mumu’s memory that he had never seen before.

"It seems that tomorrow is the time for her to take graduation photos," Teacher Xu murmured as if he remembered something, "Should I call her and send her my best wishes? It feels like I haven't seen her for a long time..."

Long time no see...

It's because I've stayed in the misty town for too long, Teacher Xu.

Last month, Wang Mumu accidentally heard the truth about Misty Town from Teacher Xu.

Wang Mumu, who has been a local of Misty Town since he was conscious, finally learned the secret of the town.

This is not the world that Teacher Xu once lived in; the teacher just walked into it by mistake.

The teacher's world is beautiful, but Misty Town is not worthy of the beauty that Teacher Xu describes.

If the real world is a colorful photo, then the foggy town is a black and white photo, even covered with dust that can't be wiped off.

A month has at least 28 days, and a week has seven days.

Time flows forward, not in cycles.

Dust can be wiped off instead of permanently covering the desktop.

The teacher's world is beautiful, and the teacher is beautiful too.

Therefore, Wang Mumu wants to return the teacher to the beautiful world.

However, when she decided to make a change, everything in the misty town went haywire.

It was also the first time that Wang Mumu saw Teacher Xu lying in a pool of blood.

Misty Town refuses to let Mr. Xu leave, and is angry at anyone who tries to escape the town.

The first time is to check the night sleep.

Teacher Xu, who came to the dormitory on a whim to express his condolences, failed to leave the dormitory building on time. In the end, he slipped and fell into the stairwell while being chased by the monster, breaking his neck.

The second time was when I got my hair cut at Resist the Mist Middle School.

Teacher Xu, who angrily tried to stop the monsters, was picked up and sent to the cafeteria, and his life or death was unknown.

The third time Teacher Xu asked the students about their new hairstyles, Wang Mumu chose to keep it secret, but the clever teacher still found out the news. Then, during the Monster meeting the next day, he entered the meeting room with a pair of scissors and shaved the principal into a bald baldness. When Wang Mumu found out about this, Teacher Xu had disappeared just like the last time.

The fourth time, Wang Mumu thought hard and decided to sneak out of school with Teacher Xu.

This time she told the teacher all the situations and details from the beginning to the present, and then climbed over the wall and left the school with the bewildered teacher Xu.

Is everything all right this time?

She thought about it, and then sent Teacher Xu to the town entrance.

Wang Mumu didn't know how to get the teacher out, but she thought it would be enough as long as she got the teacher out of the foggy town.

The bus to other places was not far away. She watched Teacher Xu walking towards the bus hesitantly.

"Teacher!" She finally summoned up the courage to shout out loudly, with a sincere smile on her face, "Teacher Xu!"

She shouted at her respected teacher: "My name is Wang Mumu! My name is Wang Mumu!!"

"Remember me when you get out, Teacher Xu!"

At the moment of farewell, she still wanted to say a lot to the teacher.

But after thinking it over, Wang Mumu just stretched out her right hand and waved it vigorously at Teacher Xu who turned around and looked at her.

then……

She watched as the mist rolled in from behind the bus, swallowing up Teacher Xu who was waving and smiling at her.

“Crack.”

The bright and elegant teacher Xu's figure was instantly frozen in the old photo, and unsurprisingly, she was covered with a layer of gray mist.

Wang Mumu’s smile froze on his face.

Afterwards, she stopped trying.

Compared to seeing Teacher Xu who was unable to move like a sculpture, Wang Mumu still preferred the lively and gentle Teacher Xu.

"Compared to the gray photos,"

The girl standing on the rooftop turned around, with a smile on her face, just like Xu Wenwen who was standing in front of the bus that time.

Wang Mumu looked at Xu Wenwen and smiled happily.

"I like my current teacher better!"

She waved: "Teacher, see you tomorrow!"

The girl fell back with an expectant smile on her face.

Xu Wenwen has never run so fast in his life!

She wasn't even this nervous during the 800-meter physical test in college!

At that moment, Teacher Xu, as if he had unlocked the human gene lock, rushed to the edge of the rooftop like a hungry tiger, half of his body fell out, his hands tightly holding the legs of the short-haired girl, his face flushed red.

Luo Shiqin followed closely behind, stretched out her hand and tried her best to rescue the person.

The four reincarnation players behind them had mixed feelings.

On the one hand, there is really no way to hesitate in the current situation. Either she will be immobilized by the rising fog, or she will die and face the next unknown time cycle.

But on the other hand, although these four people have seen many similar players die in the main god space, for this NPC, everyone subconsciously thinks in their hearts "Is there any other way?"

What else can we do?

Everyone was anxiously thinking about this problem.

Luo Shiqin looked up at the sky.

In the first two reincarnations, there was no other movement at this time.

But this time... the clouds in the dark night sky above were rolling, and there seemed to be a sign of impending storm.

She followed Xu Wenwen's hand and grabbed the short-haired girl's left leg, then used a little force to lift her up.

It will still take some time, but the fog that had only reached the school road before has now reached the top of the bus under the teaching building. Judging from the situation, it will only take another ten seconds to reach the top of the building.

Luo Shiqin had thousands of thoughts in her mind, and finally gritted her teeth after three seconds: "Hold on tight!"

She let go of her hand, turned around and yelled at the people behind her: "Shoot me, quick!"

"Bang!"

When everyone looked confused, Chu Ye reacted first. Without asking why, he chose to believe without hesitation.

The bullet cut through the air and almost instantly reached Luo Shiqin's front.

However, faster than that was a thunderbolt that fell from the sky.

A broad bolt of lightning visible to the naked eye broke through the pitch-black night and the rolling clouds, accurately striking down the bullet that was heading straight for Luo Shiqin!

At the same time, a bright thundercloud and a puppet wrapped in a red wedding dress fell from the sky.

Let me see if you guys have forgotten Sister Luo's original trump card! (Aknuckles)