"Exclude teaching building number three."
Fu Ranxiu's indifferent voice suddenly sounded.
Wen Qing was still dreaming. In his dream, the voice of the dean's mother suddenly turned into Fu Ranxiu's voice, which scared him so much that he opened his eyes suddenly.
"Exclude teaching building No. 3." Fu Ranxiu's voice sounded again on the radio.
Wen Qing stared at the white ceiling in a daze, his mind gradually starting to work.
He is still in the copy.
Still in the copy of the game.
Thinking of this, Wen Qing quickly sat up and checked the time.
It's six o'clock in the morning.
He slept for three hours?!
Wen Qing tilted his head to look at Jiang Yan and Song Xuan beside him: "Didn't you call me?"
Jiang Yan winked at him and smiled, "Neither of us is sleepy."
"You can get some more sleep. This building will be safe for at least four hours."
Wen Qing rubbed his eyes, stood up and said, "You guys should get some rest."
"What if someone comes looking for us later..."
Jiang Yan curled his lips, walked up to him, held his shoulders, and pushed Wen Qing back onto the folding bed: "Impossible."
"It's only six o'clock. Since they are playing games, they should still be sleeping."
"The circle has just shrunk. Regardless of whether they are looking for someone or not, the transfer students are now either running or worried about being discovered."
"I guess it'll be around 8 or 9 o'clock, when we feel we are tired and let down our guard before coming out."
After saying that, Jiang Yan turned his head to look at Song Xuan and asked with a smile: "Am I right, Mr. Song?"
Song Xuan had a cold expression on his face, neither nodding nor shaking his head.
Jiang Yan didn't intend to let him go, and curled up his lips: "Oh, I agree."
Song Xuan's face darkened slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard the voice of a person on his cell phone vibrating slightly.
He took out his cell phone, but there was no message alert.
Song Xuan raised his eyelids and noticed Wen Qing's slightly stiff expression.
Wen Qing nervously grabbed the phone in his pocket. Now he was completely awake and not sleepy at all.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated again.
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and she glanced at Song Xuan nervously, her heart beating violently.
I can't take out my cell phone in front of Song Xuan.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, stood up and said, "I'll go wash my face."
After saying that, he walked quickly towards the toilet.
He walked out in a hurry without even closing the office door.
Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes and saw that something was wrong with Wen Qing.
Song Xuan stood up and followed him.
Jiang Yan took two steps forward and stood at the door.
The men's restroom was just diagonally opposite the office and the door could be seen clearly. After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yan still did not follow.
He leaned against the door frame, took out a cigarette, and stared at Song Xuan's every move with squinted eyes.
Wen Qing walked into the bathroom and was about to take out his cell phone when he looked up and saw Song Xuan's reflection in the mirror.
He had no choice but to let go of her hand, walked to the sink and pretended to wash his face.
Song Xuan tapped the keyboard casually and picked an emoticon: [(^з^)-☆]
While sending the text message, he leaned sideways and glanced at Wen Qing.
Wen Qing's face was covered with water droplets, the hair on her forehead stuck tightly to her cheeks, and her long eyelashes were wet with water, hanging low and trembling uncontrollably.
The water drops flowed down his cheeks to his lips, his beautiful lips were wet and red, and he subconsciously extended his tongue to lick away the water drops.
Song Xuan paused, and then made another expression: [(^_)☆]
Wen Qing had just turned off the faucet when his phone vibrated again.
He was tense and stiff.
Song Xuan was very close to him, and he didn't know if he heard it.
The thought flashed through his mind, and then he heard Song Xuan say, "It seems there is a sound."
Wen Qing's eyelids jumped, and he blurted out: "No."
He quickly said, "I didn't hear it. What was that sound?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in his pocket vibrated again.
Song Xuan's fingertips slid across the keyboard, and he said calmly, "It sounds like something is vibrating."
Wen Qing pursed his lips, glanced at Building 3 opposite, and said slowly: "Maybe someone is in Building 3, and the anklet is ringing."
Song Xuan responded: "That makes sense."
After saying that, he casually clicked on an emoticon package and looked up at Wen Qing's cheeks which were gradually turning red with nervousness.
Wen Qing didn't dare to look directly at Song Xuan. He just listened to his voice and thought that Song Xuan believed it.
He pursed his lips and walked quickly into the toilet cubicle.
Hearing Song Xuan's footsteps following behind him, Wen Qing said without turning his head: "I, I need to go to the bathroom!"
After saying that, he quickly walked into the cubicle, closed the door, and quickly took out his cell phone.
Wen Qing didn't even glance at the content of the text message. He quickly opened the settings and turned off the vibration mode.
The next second, a text message popped up at the top:
【I really want to kiss you and play with you, (￣￢￣*). 】
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, this was Song Xuan's cell phone.
Why did I receive such a strange text message?
Did Song Xuan flirt with someone online? !
Suddenly, Song Xuan's cold voice sounded outside the cubicle door: "This is the men's bathroom, transfer student."
Then Jiang Yan said with a half-smile: "Hmm? Afraid of being seen?"
The two people's voices were actually not loud, but the teaching building was particularly quiet in the early morning, and the toilet had a good sound collection effect, so their conversation was particularly loud, with a slight echo.
Afraid that the two would start arguing again, Wen Qing quickly put away his phone and opened the door.
Jiang Yan and Song Xuan stood outside the door and turned their heads to look at him at the same time.
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then said to the two of them, "You continue."
"I'll go back first."
After saying that, Wen Qing walked out directly without forgetting to wash his hands.
Song Xuan and Jiang Yan no longer stayed in the bathroom and followed them back to the office.
In front of Wen Qing, the two of them behaved a little better. As long as one of them didn't speak, the other wouldn't speak either.
Wen Qing sat on the chair, handed them chocolates and blocked their mouths.
He himself continued to think about the advanced tasks while eating chocolate.
Now for the last question.
What exactly happened three years ago?
If everyone in the class participates...
Song Xuan will definitely know.
And he also knows Ji Sheng.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched and he looked at Song Xuan.
Song Xuan half closed his eyes, stared at the chocolate, looked at it quietly for a while, reluctantly took a small bite, and then another small bite.
He didn't seem to like eating, but he still ate slowly.
Wen Qing blinked and was struggling over how to ask Song Xuan when she suddenly saw the transparent trophy next to Song Xuan.
First place in the municipal knowledge contest.
Winners: Ji Sheng, Fu Ranxiu, Song Xuan.
Wen Qing stared at the trophy blankly and asked tentatively: "Is this Ji Sheng the Ji Sheng in the news?"
Song Xuan followed his gaze and responded.
Jiang Yan glanced at the trophy, held his chin with his hand and asked with a smile: "What news?"
Wen Qing said slowly, "It's news about a serial murder case."
Jiang Yan whistled and said to Song Xuan, "Is classmate Song also participating?"
Wen Qing pursed her lips and thought, he definitely didn't participate.
Song Xuan glanced at Jiang Yan and raised the corner of his mouth: "If it were me, there would be no way I would be caught by the police."
Wen Qing silently bit a piece of chocolate and thought that Ji Sheng should think the same way.
I feel like choosing punishment again...
He hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Are you close? You even competed together."
"Generally, the teacher requires it," Song Xuan glanced at the trophy and sneered, "Ji Sheng and Fu Ranxiu have a better relationship."
"They were also studying together--" As he spoke, he suddenly realized something and his face darkened.
Seeing his expression change, Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "What are you going to study together?"
Song Xuan calmed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth: "Nothing."
"I'm going to go out and make a phone call."
After saying that, he turned and left the office, walked to a corner of the corridor, and dialed Huangmao's number.
Huang Mao was still sleeping. He answered the phone in a daze: "Brother Song, what's the matter?"
Song Xuan's expression was grim, his eyes full of sinister intent: "What did Ji Sheng give Fu Ranxiu before graduation?"
Huang Mao was confused: "Brother Song, why are you suddenly asking about Ji Sheng?"
"Isn't he already in jail?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Don't you want to end this bullshit game?" Song Xuan asked again in a cold voice, "What did Ji Sheng give Fu Ranxiu?"
After hearing Song Xuan's first words, Huangmao immediately came to his senses: "Okay, it seems to be a book..."
"Yes, just a few foreign books and a small ornament."
…………
Wen Qing sat in the office, recalling Song Xuan's expression just now.
What Fu Ranxiu did must be related to Ji Sheng.
Ji Sheng, Ji Yu, Ji Yu...
A thought flashed through his mind quickly: Is the reason why Class 1's grades improved because Fu Ranxiu and Ji Yu reached a deal?
A group of students need to be hostile to the transfer students, and they also need to spend study time in exchange for academic results. Song Xuan and others can no longer take action against ordinary students.
The thought flashed through my mind.
Wen Qing heard the system prompt sound in his ear:
【Fifty percent of the advanced tasks have been completed.】
[After the player removes the dungeon restrictions, he can leave the dungeon. ]
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