Chapter 034 Article 9 School Rules 10



Chapter 034 Article 9 School Rules 10

The cabinet at the back of the classroom was very narrow. Yan Jingshu had to almost stick to the door, and his face was squeezed out of shape.

He watched Yuan Sui talk to Yu Wei for a few words and then walked over reluctantly. Coincidentally, he chose the cabinet next door and crawled in.

Yan Jingshu showed a bit of sour pride:

Aren’t you hiding here like me?

There are three exhaust holes on the iron cabinet door. Yan Jingshu was worried about being seen by Yuan Sui, so he could only shrink his neck awkwardly. As a result, his limbs accidentally hit the iron door, making a small muffled sound.

Yan Jingshu's face turned green with pain, and when he raised his eyes, he looked directly at Yuan Sui next to him.

Yuan Sui: ...

Yan Jingshu: ...

"Ha," Yuan Sui made a mocking sound, "No wonder you were so anxious when you saw me, you actually hid someone."

Yan Jingshu was about to retaliate, but through the crack in the door, the two of them saw Bian Shicheng, who had just arrived, also wandering towards this side.

What a coincidence, they just chose the cabinet on the other side of Yan Jingshu.

This time, both of them were too lazy to hide, and Bian Shicheng just squeezed himself in and glared at Yan Jingshu and Yuan Sui.

"Oh, what a coincidence," Bian Shicheng smiled, but his eyes were not kind, "It's so lively."

Through the exhaust holes of the two cabinets, he and Yuan Sui looked at each other from a distance, and recognized each other's identity as players at a glance.

The two stared at each other through Yan Jingshu, which made Yan Jingshu's scalp numb and disgusted.

"Be quiet," he knocked on the doors on both sides, lowering his voice, "Don't talk!"

It turned out to be Mu Bingjia who walked in.

Yu Nu was also stunned, "You, you..."

Mu Bingjia blushed again with his cool face, "...I followed Bian Shicheng here, but I lost him here."

Yu Nu: ...

The flashlight shone on Yu Nu's swollen ankle. Mu Bingjia was slightly startled, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

It would have been better if he didn't mention it. As soon as Yu Nu mentioned it, he immediately felt a surge of pain in his foot.

He pursed his lips tightly and nodded with a pale face.

Mu Bingjia obviously saw Yu Ling's uncomfortable expression, "Let me see."

After saying that, he didn't care whether Yu Ling agreed or not, he directly grabbed Yu Ling's calf and lifted it slightly.

Yu Ling gasped in pain. "

It's quite swollen," Mu Bingjia's earrings flashed a little, and his eyelashes were half drooped, "Lift your leg a little higher."

He held Yu Ling's thigh with one hand, and his slender and powerful fingers gently pressed a little dent, and lifted the leg slightly with a little force, revealing a little arc caused by the school uniform pants.

Yu Xi felt a little strange, her face flushed, "...Why do you have to lift your legs?" "

During the acute stage of sprained ankle, you need to avoid bleeding, swelling and congestion." For some reason, Mu Bingjia's earlobe was a little red, and Yu Xi thought she was seeing things, "So you need to lift your legs higher."

"Oh oh," Yu Xi was a little confused, but she still believed him, "Thank you."

Mu Bingjia's palm suddenly increased a little strength, and it hurt a little when he grabbed Yu Xi's thigh.

- And a little itchy.

Mu Bingjia was like being possessed by a ghost, his eyes were dazed, his earlobe was red and bleeding, and there was only one thought in his mind:

- Why is it so soft?

Yu Xi looked thin and small, but in fact the flesh on her waist and hips was just right, and it felt good to hold in the palm of her hand.

Soft, smooth, and with a hint of fragrance.

Mu Bingjia thought dazedly, and couldn't help but put his hand to his nose and smelled it, feeling the smell of Yu Nuan in the gaps between his nails.

The smell of Yu Nuan.

He repeatedly savored these words, and it seemed as if a fire was burning in his lower abdomen.

Yu Nuan looked at the man smelling her hand in horror, and asked tremblingly: "...What are you doing?"

This scene fell into the eyes of the three people in the back cabinet.

Yuan Sui watched very quietly, but veins popped up in his arms and his temples throbbed; Yan Jingshu's fists creaked, as if he was going to rush out and punch Mu Bingjia without a care in the next second; Bian Shicheng kept laughing, and couldn't help but mock Yan Fengnan in his heart for liking such a fickle person.

——But even though he thought so, Bian Shicheng was still deliberately suppressing a very uncomfortable emotion that came out from somewhere.

The players of the Judgment Hall are very good at controlling their emotions, and Bian Shicheng, as one of the hall masters, is naturally no exception.

Mu Bingjia was caught red-handed, and he looked extremely shy. "You smell so good."

He looked at Yu Yu's face with a sparkling look, and his heart was bubbling with happiness. In the dark and quiet atmosphere, he suddenly had an impulse.

"Yu Yu," Mu Bingjia said stutteringly, lowering his head slightly, and seemed very nervous. "Actually... I, I..."

"Pu Tong--"

Yan Jingshu kicked open the cabinet door, rushed over with great momentum, grabbed Mu Bingjia's collar and punched him.

Yuan Sui and Bian Shicheng came out of the cabinet slowly, and Mu Bingjia was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Why so much——"

"Now you are pretending to be a good man to your master!" Yan Jingshu raised his fist high and interrupted Mu Bingjia. He wanted to hit him again, but Mu Bingjia held his wrist tightly. "I didn't see you helping in the playground at that time, why are you pretending now!"

Mu Bingjia felt a little guilty when he mentioned this.

At that time, he didn't notice that the person who was forced to be teased was Yu Zhen. If, if he saw it at that time, how could he stand by and watch.

"I didn't see it at that time," Mu Bingjia explained to Yu Zhen anxiously, fearing that he would misunderstand, "I, I..."

"You are just attracted by your beauty!" Yan Jingshu cursed angrily, wishing he could slap him a few times.

Yu Zhen was so embarrassed that her uninjured toes curled up, her head hung down and looked at the ground, and her fingers couldn't help but groping back and forth near the table.

——Just by touching it casually, Yu Xi actually touched something hard.

He reached out and took the thing out, and it turned out to be a slightly tattered diary.

There were only two words on the first page:

——Yu Lin.

Yu Lin was a little confused. She turned her head and looked at the table she was sitting on. On the corner of the table was a card with her name printed on it: "Yu Lin".

This...

is my luck a little too good, right?

He first looked at the people who were still arguing, and after hesitating for a while, he secretly put the diary into his school uniform.

When he looked up again, he was caught off guard by the flashlight shining directly into his eyes.

Qin Du stood straight, holding the flashlight in one hand, and expressionlessly passed it over the faces of the five people in the classroom one by one.

"For violating school discipline, each person will be deducted 50 discipline points."

Bian Shicheng put his hands in his pockets and sneered.

What are you pretending to be?

.On

the second day, several people stood side by side in the corridor for the whole morning. The students couldn’t help but look at these good-looking boys standing outside as punishment.

Originally, Yuan Sui, Bian Shicheng and others were too lazy to comply with the punishment given by the student union, but Yu Xi was obviously very timid after receiving the punishment. She stood obediently in the corner like a quail. The other people also followed suit and stood as punishment.

Yu Xi stood as punishment with a pink face, and complained in her heart, "It's all their fault. I was criticized by the teacher."

[……? ]

[Wasn't it your idea to go to the rooftop at night? 】

"That's their fault," Yu Xi said in a rather unreasonable voice, "I was a very good student in the real world and was never criticized by the teacher."

He snorted and vented his anger on the system, "You don't stand on my side, but you speak for them!"

System 08 was dumbfounded, and didn't know how to refute his unreasonable words.

When he was scolded in the office just now, he looked like a punching bag, but now he knows how to lose his temper with him.

After the punishment, Yu Xi was wilted, like grass dried by the sun.

"I'm so hungry," he said weakly, moving to the classroom with his hands hanging down, "but I don't want to move, I'm so tired."

Who knew that someone had already bought the lunch on the table, and there was a pink note with a few words of comfort written on it.

- I don't know which student in Class 1 bought it.

Yu Xi was not surprised, she wrote down the name of the person who signed the note, and then took the lunch to find a place to eat outside.

Mu Bingjia's eyes were a little resentful, "Yu Xi... I can buy it for you too."

"You can't make me one now," Yu Xi said seriously, "I'm very hungry, and I don't want to wait any longer."

After that, he ran out with the lunch box without looking back.

His feet were clattering, and there was no trace of the tired look just now.

Mu Bingjia's eyes darkened, but Bian Shicheng beside him did not forget to stab him, "He has a lot of good brothers. If we go by the time, you would be very far behind."

He patted Mu Bingjia on the shoulder and said with a little pride, "Do you understand the principle of first come, first served?"

Mu Bingjia patted Bian Shicheng's hand away expressionlessly. After class in the evening

,

Yu Cheng rushed to the dormitory without stopping.

He still remembered the "ghost" he saw in the abandoned teaching building yesterday, and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

Was he really wrong?

There was a diary he took from the abandoned teaching building in the dormitory, and Yu Chang was going to read it carefully when she returned to the dormitory.

Will the diary... record what happened that year?

Today, there was an evening study session, so it was a little late when Yu Xi returned to the dormitory.

The door was ajar.

Yu Xi was stunned, "Didn't I lock the door today?"

He asked casually, pushing the door open.

As a result, as soon as she entered the dormitory, she was startled by what she saw. Yu Xi's palms trembled, and she dropped her schoolbag on the ground with a "bang".

There was a huge plush toy on the bed, red and pink, with dull black eyes staring at Yu Xi.

Her heart almost jumped into her throat, and Yu Xi breathed rapidly, her voice unsteady, "...Why is there a plush toy on the bed?"

And it was very big, as tall as a person.

So the door of the dormitory was open because someone came in to put this toy?

Yu Xi still felt a little nervous. For the first time, she felt a little dissatisfied with this way of giving gifts.

- And this bear is not cute at all. It looks a little weird.

Yu Xi pursed her lips and walked over. She gently touched the big plush bear and unexpectedly felt a little warmth.

It seemed that the person had just left.

He stopped looking at the toy and returned to his seat to take out the diary and gently opened the first page.

"Yu Lin."

Yu Xi became more and more confused.

The name is the same, the handwriting is the same... Is it really such a coincidence?

The cover has a layer of white edges worn out, and the inner pages are slightly yellowed. When you flip through them, you can see that almost every page is written in gel pen.

The handwriting is exactly the same as that of Yu Xi's brother.

The second page is the diary, and the date marked at the beginning is four years ago.

——"Sunny, Monday."

——"I officially transferred to Wanghu Middle School today and was assigned to Class 7. I opened a new diary to record it and motivate myself to study hard."

——"I miss Xiao Niang."

The first diary was very short, but when Xiao Niang saw the last four words, her fingers paused and she stopped turning the page.

I miss you too, brother.

Xiao Niang rubbed her eyes and turned another page.

——"Sunny, Tuesday."

——"The learning atmosphere in the new class is not very good, but the teacher is very good. I did two math papers, but I didn't master the complex questions of 3D geometry."

——"I called Xiaoyu's class teacher today, and the teacher said Xiaoyu is very well behaved."

For several days afterwards, I kept a diary about study, with some records about Yuyu.

Until Yuyu turned back a few weeks.

——"Cloudy, Monday."

——"Transfer students are isolated (to be determined), but I guessed it before coming here, and it's still a normal attitude."

——"I heard that the atmosphere in Class 1 is very good. I just transferred and haven't adapted to the school's progress. Maybe I can be in the top ten in the next monthly exam, and then I can apply for a transfer."

——"Light rain, Wednesday."

——"The book was torn, speechless."

——"I was worried that Xiao Nan would get sick on a rainy day, so I called her. It didn't rain there, and she was very well behaved."

Yu Nan could vaguely guess what was going to happen next.

The transfer students were targeted as a precursor to the start of the game. At this time, Yu Lin obviously didn't know about the existence of the ninth school rule.

——"Sunny, Thursday."

——"I got second place in the grade. The first place was a student in Class 1, who only scored three points more than me. He keeps doing well."

——"My deskmate mentioned something about 'School Rule 9' today. It's a bit strange. (Reserved)"

——"Cloudy, Friday."

——"So this is what School Rule 9 is about. You can transfer to Class 1 next Monday."

——"Maybe I should go home to see Xiao Nan next weekend?"

The doll on the bed stared at Yu Nan's head with its dark eyes.

Turning to the next page of the diary, Yu Nan was surprised to find that there were several days missing in the middle, and it actually jumped directly to the Friday of the next week.

——"It's raining heavily, Friday."

——"My homeroom teacher told me that there is a government-funded exchange program to Country F. The school is very good, but the requirements are very high. Only the top students can go. Should I go?"

——"Qin Du seems to want to get this spot."

——"I'm injured. I won't go home this weekend. I'll call Xiao Nan."

...Qin Du?

Yu Nan thought she had seen it wrong, so she squinted her eyes and read the two words again.

It was indeed written as Qin Du.

But this clearly happened four years ago, so why was there Qin Du?

Yu Nan hurriedly turned to the next page. The paper at the back was uneven as if it had been soaked in water, and the handwriting on it was a little blurred.

The date jumped again.

——"Sunny, Wednesday."

——"The voting results are out, it's E grade."

——"Qin Du ranked second in the grade, but I surpassed him. I decided to participate in the exchange program, so that I can get a higher degree for free, and I can also work part-time to send living expenses to Xiao Lan."

The second page was blank, with no writing, and a few drops of dark brown blood dripped on it.

Yu Lan's eyes were a little red, he blinked, and tears actually fell.

Although Yu Lin is just an NPC that does not exist in this copy, this way of speaking and writing habits are exactly the same as the real "Yu Lin".

But when I turned to the back, the originally elegant and beautiful handwriting suddenly changed, and it turned into a distorted and ugly appearance.

——It's like there is no strength in his hands to hold the pen.

——"Overcast, Monday."

——"Qin Du wants me to give up my place and promised to give me money, but I don't want to change. Without education, the money will run out sooner or later."

——"What a bunch of hateful people."

——"Overcast, Tuesday."

——"Why is everyone willing to obey the ninth school rule?"

——"I don't want to sign the agreement."

Is it a coincidence?

Yu Yu was a little confused. If it wasn't a coincidence, why was the "Qin Du" in the diary completely different from the Qin Du he met in this school?

Suddenly, the words Qin Du said to him at that time emerged in his mind:

——"I just came back from studying abroad in Country F, and I still retain some local customs."

How could it be such a coincidence?

The "Qin Du" in the diary wanted to get an exchange quota to Country F, while the real Qin Du had just returned from Country F.

The time difference was four years, which was also completely consistent.

Yu Lin rarely mentioned the school situation in his diary, but Yu Xi could still feel how difficult it was for him to learn in Wanghu from a few words.

So... why did Yu Lin jump off the building in the end?

... Was it related to Qin Du?

——"Light rain, Friday."

——"The video call with Xiao Niang was seen, and everyone knows that I have a very handsome brother."

——"What should I do?"

——"Heavy rain, Saturday."

——"I sent the scholarship to Xiao Niang. Xiao Niang said she bought me a gift and wanted me to go home next week."

——"But can I still go back?"

Yu Niang's heart was beating fast, and he didn't understand why Yu Lin mentioned him at this time.

He was about to turn the page, but something furry suddenly brushed the back of his neck. Yu Niang moved his neck a little uncomfortably and turned his head subconsciously to look.

——A pair of dark eyes looked at Yu Niang.

[Ahhhhhh——]

[Gaonengjun! Gaonengjun! (Heartbreaking)]

[Oh my god! So the temperature that the baby felt when he touched the doll just now was not because the person who gave the gift had just left, but because of the temperature of the person inside it!!!】

【He glanced at the human-shaped doll next to him silently, and he started to get goosebumps】

[So, once you find that your personal space is not locked, don't go in! ]

[My baby, my baby, please don't touch my baby (burst into tears)]

[Is the anchor going to be sent away? ]

Yu Zhen's face turned pale, and the whole person seemed to be frozen and dared not move, with extremely stiff limbs.

The plush toy stood up very tall, looking stupid, but in his hand he held a shiny fruit knife, with the sharp tip of the knife pointing at Yu Zhen's neck.

This is not a plush toy, there is clearly a person trapped inside!

The plush toy said nothing, but just pushed the knife, forcing Yu Zhen to stand up and walk out.

It was already late at night, all the lights in the corridor were off, and it was quiet outside and nothing could be seen.

The plush toy never took off the hood. He held the knife against Yu Nu's waist the whole time, and covered his mouth with his other hand to prevent Yu Nu from screaming.

He led the group along the way, and the two slowly came to the abandoned teaching building.

Thinking of the "ghost" on the rooftop, Yu Nu couldn't help turning her head and looking at the plush toy pleadingly.

...Can we not go to the rooftop on the fourth floor?

The knife on his waist exerted a little force, and Yu Nu could see the other party's poisonous eyes through his small eyes.

There was no surveillance installed in the abandoned teaching building.

He was dragged onto the rooftop.

After the iron gate was pried open by the plush toy, he pushed Yu Nu to stand on the rooftop, and then slowly took off the hood.

Seeing the panic in Yu Nu's eyes, Yang Cheng couldn't help laughing, "Did you see it, Yu Nu? The wounds on my face are all caused by you."

He has lost a lot of weight, with a thick layer of gauze wrapped around his head, and a nasty wound on one ear, which looks like it was burned by something.

"We are both transfer students, why do you want to hurt me?"

Yu Nu was about to cry, "I, I didn't mean to hurt you..."

Yang Cheng's face was distorted, and his voice changed, "It's you who did it! If you hadn't told them that I bullied them... how could they-"

As he spoke, he mentioned the wound on his face that hadn't healed yet. Yang Cheng wailed in pain, and when he looked at Yu Nu again, he seemed to have murderous intent.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the roof seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, bringing a slight chill.

"Did they play with you?" Yang Cheng smiled wickedly, and his words became more and more obscene, "How many people played with you? Three? Or four? Oh no, you can get so many votes, you must have been played with by more than three or four people, let me guess... dozens of people? The people in the first group protected you so much, did they take turns to play with you?"

The knife pressed harder against Yu Nu's waist.

[Prepare to use the resurrection gold coin.]

Yu Nu hurriedly took out the resurrection gold coin according to the words of System 08 and held it tightly in her palm.

The mist was getting thicker and thicker.

Yang Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled, "Two people have died on this rooftop. One died because he wanted to resist the ninth school rule, and the other was Zhang Zhe."

He pushed Yu Zhen roughly and pushed her to the edge of the rooftop without a guardrail. "The third person to die is you."

Although the abandoned teaching building only has four floors, the floors are designed to be very high, and there is a high platform design under the first floor, so it is almost impossible to survive if you jump from the rooftop.

"Let me get down!"

Yang Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed Yu Zhen hard, but the mist that filled the rooftop suddenly shook as if it suddenly came alive, and slowly condensed into a faint "arm" in the dim vision.

A "hand" gently rested on Yang Cheng's back, and he shuddered from the cold.

The next second, the "hand" suddenly pushed hard, and Yang Cheng's eyes widened, looking at the "ghost" that appeared in front of him in disbelief. His feet suddenly stepped on the edge of the roof, and the whole person turned over and fell down. A

dull sound of landing came from downstairs.

Yu Yan seemed to be frightened, looking at the black shadow in front of her with a head of silly hair, her eyelashes moved, and tears suddenly fell.

[What's wrong with you? ] System 08 was on guard, staring vigilantly at the male ghost in front of him in a neat school uniform, and was a little confused when he suddenly saw the host crying.

Why did he cry?

Yu Yan sobbed, her long black eyelashes were wet, and there was a layer of powder under her eyes.

"This is, this is my brother."

He looks exactly like Yu Lin in the real world.


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