Wen Qing was stunned. Name change card?
The next second, the transparent panel showed the details of the props.
[Item: Name Change Card (only used in dungeons)]
[Level: God Level]
【Function: Change name, change name, change name! 】
[How to use: Before the system issues your ID card, say your new name out loud. ]
[Note: This is a one-time item. It will automatically disappear after use. The ID card issued by the system will be your new name. A must-have for framing others at home or traveling! (Note: This item cannot block damage attacks caused by your name)]
Wen Qing looked at the last sentence blankly.
He understood the name change, but what did the words in brackets mean?
What damage attack?
001 patiently explained: [The name on the ID card is your name in this instance. If the perpetrator uses your name to harm you, you will be unable to resist similar power.]
Wen Qing blinked and understood a little.
He asked slowly: [Just change the name on the ID card? ]
001 hummed.
Wen Qing asked: [So it’s just for yourself to see? ]
001: [Yes.]
Wen Qing was silent for a while, then said: [In other words, this is a fancy but useless prop? ]
001 didn't speak.
Wen Qing felt that 001 agreed.
He raised his eyelids and looked at the tall girl's back.
She had long curly hair draped over her shoulders, swaying in the breeze, and exuding a strong scent of perfume. She was wearing all kinds of earrings and jewelry, and was a girl who was dressed very delicately, completely different from the other two female players who were not wearing any makeup.
Wen Qing thought about it and thought that maybe girls just like these fancy props.
No wonder I just gave him one casually.
Remembering that he hadn't thanked her yet, Wen Qing took a step forward and said softly, "Um...thank you."
"Shh..." The tall girl raised her hand to her lips.
Her curled eyelashes trembled, and she raised her chin slightly, pointed at the students in the classroom, and motioned Wen Qing to look over there.
Wen Qing looked over and saw the students looking up, all looking at the player standing on the podium.
It's the second player's turn.
She was a girl, and seemed a little nervous. Her face looked bad, her lips were pale, and she stammered, "Hello, everyone. My name is Xu Yuan."
As the words fell, there was scattered applause from the audience.
Not many people applauded, but every awake student was looking at Xu Yuan, looking her up and down. There was no curiosity, joy, rejection or other emotions in their eyes. They were just looking at Xu Yuan as if she were a lifeless commodity.
Wen Qing pursed her lips. These students were very strange.
Normal high school students would have certainly discussed the transfer student in low voices, but they just watched without reacting at all.
Say you don't care, they are watching.
They said they cared, but they had no other reaction.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and looked at the next player who introduced himself, it was another boy.
The boy was 1.7 meters tall, with muscular body. He simply and roughly said his name: "Zhang Yang."
Wen Qing stood in the corner and clearly saw that many students' eyes moved away from Zhang Yang and fell on the tall girl in front of him.
The students seemed uninterested in Zhang Yang.
Are you not interested in boys? Are you interested in girls?
Wen Qing was just thinking about it when he saw a tall girl walking up to the podium.
She picked up the chalk, broke it, and with her beautiful orchid finger, wrote two large characters in a flamboyant style:
【Jiang Yan.】
"Jiang Yan," Jiang Yan threw away the chalk, rubbed the white powder on his fingertips, and said with a smile, "You can also call me Jiang Yanyan."
Wen Qing tilted his head to look at the students in Class 1 and found that most people's eyes were on him, not Jiang Yan.
His eyelids twitched and his heart skipped a beat with fear.
Wen Qing quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to look around anymore.
"Next student, introduce yourself." The teacher at the side urged.
Wen Qing quickly responded and walked up to the podium.
Standing on the podium, he could feel the gazes of the students below more clearly.
Eyes wandered over her body, her face, her body, her hands and feet...it seemed as if every inch of her skin was being scrutinized and explored by the students below.
Wen Qing pinched his palm nervously and said stutteringly: "My name is Wen——"
As soon as his last name came out, he felt gazes hotter than those of a class of students.
Players from the side.
Wen Qing's fingertips trembled, and the post offering a reward for herself quickly flashed through her mind.
He didn't think much about it and immediately changed his words: "My name is Wen Meng."
"Uh... Meng means fierce."
As soon as the voice fell, Wen Qing heard a laugh coming from the right: "Puchi——"
Jiang Yan leaned against the wall, smiling with her eyebrows curved. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she waved her hand nonchalantly and said to everyone, "Sorry, this name is too cute, I can't help it."
The students didn't react.
Wen Qing's cheeks turned redder and her earlobes turned red enough to look like they were bleeding.
Deng Wenqing walked down the platform, and the teacher said, "There are only five transfer students this year."
"The squad leader will take care of the rest. I'm leaving now."
The teacher left the classroom and Wen Qing heard the system prompt sound.
[Identity badges are now being issued.]
[Players please carefully save your ID card. 】
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and looked at his ID card.
Name: Wen Meng
Identity: Ordinary human
Age: 20
Specialties: Frail body
Wen Qing: “???”
Is this a specialty?
001: [Yes.]
Is this a clue?
001: [Yes.]
Wen Qing: “…”
A boy with three-dimensional facial features stood up. He had an indifferent expression and wore rimless glasses. He exuded a cold temperament.
He walked up to the podium and glanced at the five players beside him with his dark eyes without any emotion.
Wen Qing was inexplicably afraid of his gaze and lowered her eyes.
The monitor glanced at the empty seats in the classroom and said indifferently, "Chen Jing, first row, second column."
"Xu Yuan, third row, fifth column."
…………
"Wen Meng, eighth row, seventh column."
The players all walked towards their seats, leaving only Wen Qing standing there.
Wen Qing had not yet adapted to his new name. He waited for a while. When the squad leader walked up to him and looked down at him, he realized that he had changed his name.
The squad leader asked coldly: "What are you standing there for?"
"Sorry..." Wen Qing hurried downstairs and found his seat.
When he raised his head, he was met with the squad leader's cold profile again.
The class monitor turned out to be the person sitting in front of him.
The monitor leaned sideways, raised his eyelids, glanced at the transfer students, and said loudly, "There are extra textbooks, pens, and exercise books on the empty tables and chairs in the back row of the classroom. You can take them as you like."
"I'll assign the dormitories later."
"Other students should start studying now."
After saying that, the monitor turned around, opened a set of papers, and started doing exercises.
The other students stopped looking at the players and lowered their heads to do their homework. The last few boys who were sleeping slept soundly.
Wen Qing glanced at the other players, only to see Jiang Yan stand up and walk to the back of the classroom, grabbing a whole set of books from an empty desk and chair.
She must be very strong, as holding a thick stack of books in her arms did not affect her at all. Jiang Yan even hooked a pencil case with his little finger and returned to his seat easily.
Seeing this, the other players also stood up to get the books.
Wen Qing stood up slowly. His seat was in the second to last row of the classroom.
There is no deskmate, there are empty tables and chairs, but no books inside.
He walked to the empty table across the aisle. On the table was a set of neatly arranged books, from the first to the third year of high school, textbooks for various subjects, as well as brand new draft books and pens.
Wen Qing flipped open the textbook on top and saw a scribbled name on the first page.
He was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether these books were used by a class of students or were second-hand.
After hesitating for a while, he whispered to the short-haired girl next to him: "That classmate...these books——"
Without waiting for specific questions, the short-haired girl said without even looking up, "Take whatever you want."
Wen Qing responded. It seemed that many people had asked girls with short hair this question.
I knew what he wanted to ask before he even finished speaking.
Wen Qing glanced at the students who were concentrating on studying and doing exercises.
Everyone's desk, drawer, and footsteps are filled with books, with sticky notes of various colors stuck on the tops of the books. They look like they have been used for a long time.
In contrast, the books on the empty desks at the back of the classroom looked like new.
Wen Qing pursed her lips and picked up a set of books.
There were many books and they were very heavy. When he returned to his seat, he accidentally bumped into the table. The table legs rubbed against the ground, making a harsh and sharp noise.
“Tsk.”
The boy who was sleeping in the back seat behind Wen Qing made a dissatisfied sound, as if he was woken up by the noise.
Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to apologize, but before he could utter the first word, the boy raised his foot and kicked the chair next to him hard.
The chair and the table were kicked several meters away and fell heavily to the ground.
"Stop making such a fucking noise." The boy uttered a few words in a low voice and continued to sleep.
The class of students seemed to be used to this and didn't even pause with their pens. Only the players looked over.
Wen Qing sat in his seat at a loss, wondering whether or not to apologize.
Then he saw Jiang Yan raised his hand and made a gesture to him to keep quiet.
Wen nodded lightly, not daring to say anything more, for fear of provoking the bad-tempered boy in the back seat.
He sat obediently in his seat, not even daring to put his book away, with his hands on his knees, staring at the desk in a daze.
He looked at the black pen on the table and his gaze suddenly stopped.
The label on the black pen reads: [For exclusive use at Wenzhou Dezhi Middle School.]
Vancouver...
Wen Qing didn’t know whether there was Dezhi Middle School in the Mysterious copy. He only knew that the name of this Wen City was exactly the same as the Wen City in the Mysterious copy.
Wen Qing pursed his lips and asked 001 in his heart: [Will the address of the copy have the same name? ]
001: [Yes.]
Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and continued to ask: [Will the two copies overlap? ]
001: [No.]
Wen Qing responded softly, and it was hard to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved.
He picked up a black pen, drew some real and imaginary lines on the draft paper, and began to think about the advanced tasks.
[In the absence of excellent teachers, from the first year to the third year of high school, the grades of every student in the class are getting better and better...]
An advanced task is to find out why students' grades improved.
In other words, there is a reason why students' grades have improved.
As he continued to think about it, a low laugh appeared in Wen Qing's mind.
The classroom was very quiet, and Wen Qing could hear the laughter clearly.
Wen Qing paused and couldn't help asking: [System, are you laughing? ]
001 asked: [Can’t I laugh? ]
Wen Qing pursed her lips: [What are you laughing at! ]
001 was silent for a while, then slowly said: [If what you say is not nonsense, then it is not nonsense. ]
Wen Qing: “…”
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