I am a Flower Vase in an Infinite Flow World

Chapter 32: Ghost school

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How come I, who is so obscure, can still meet living fans in this game

Tang Ning's eyes widened, his clear pupils looked like beautiful amber under the sunlight. He looked at Gu Ming in disbelief.

Gu Ming felt even more embarrassed when he was stared at. His face, which had not turned red after running for half a day, now turned a little red. He wanted to say something to Tang Ning, but at this moment, a middle-aged bald man walked into the classroom.

The other person walked into the classroom with a lesson plan. He was slightly fat and wore glasses. He had an aura of authority as he inspected the students in the class. "Spread out all your math homework from yesterday! I want to check it!"

Tang Ning was too busy trying to figure out what the fans he encountered during the game were. He was frantically searching for homework that he had no idea what it was.

System, what does math homework look like? !

The yellow book on the upper left corner of your desk.

Tang Ning quickly picked up the yellow-covered test paper set. He turned his head to look at Gu Ming. Gu Ming had already turned to the set of papers he was supposed to write yesterday. The papers were filled with the boy's neat and student-like handwriting.

Tangning looked at the page number, turned the page, and saw a blank space.

His mind went blank.

"Why didn't you do it?" Gu Ming asked in a low voice, sounding more concerned than Tangning.

Tangning said blankly, "I didn't know this existed."

Yesterday, as soon as he entered the dungeon, he was trapped in the toilet. He finally ran out and had to follow Qi Yun. When he followed Qi Yun, a series of shocks occurred again. He had no time to think more. Moreover, even if Tang Ning really had time to think, he had graduated for many years and forgot the fear of being dominated by homework.

The math teacher had put down his lesson plan, picked up a triangle ruler, and walked down from the podium with his hands behind his back. Coincidentally, he started his random check from the row where Tang Ning was.

Finished.

Tang Ning's eyes went dark.

At this moment, Gu Ming suddenly switched Tang Ning's test paper with his. After he finished all this, the math teacher walked over to Gu Ming's side and saw the blank homework Gu Ming had spread out on the table.

“Gu Ming!!!” The math teacher raised his voice, his bronzed face looked terrifying at this moment, his eyes widened and bloodshot: “What do you mean?! You don’t want to study anymore?!”

The math teacher hit the table hard with a forearm-long triangle ruler, making a bang sound, and the veins on the hand holding the ruler were clearly visible.

Tang Ning's entire body trembled, as if he was the one being scolded.

Gu Ming, facing the math teacher, lowered his head and explained in a muffled voice: "I left my homework book in the classroom."

"Shut up!!!" the math teacher said angrily, "Don't give me excuses! You are not allowed to go to lunch at noon. Stay in the classroom. I will have a good talk with you then!"

The math teacher said this and continued to check. Tangning looked at Gu Ming nervously. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. "You and me"

He didn't expect Gu Ming to swap homework with him. It was obviously not a wise move to anger the NPC in a game copy. Moreover, this copy was indescribably weird from both the students and the teachers. It was so weird that Tang Ning didn't even have the courage to admit that he didn't do his homework just now.

Her eyes trembled as she looked at Gu Ming. Tang Ning's eyes were so clear that the gratitude and guilt in them were all visible. They were so beautiful that people couldn't help but want to lick them carefully with their eyes.

"Thank you." Tangning said softly.

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, and his face turned redder in an instant. "Ah, it's okay. My card is a gypsy, and I have a strong sixth sense. I can tell that there's no big problem."

He scratched his head in confusion, as if he suddenly remembered something. He tore off a sticky note and handed it to Tangning, saying dryly, "If you really want to thank me, just sign your autograph for me."

—He seems to be a real fan of mine.

Tangning stared at Gu Ming who was asking for his autograph. He couldn't help but think of a question:

People like me.

Do I deserve to have such good fans who love me so much

"Is it okay?" Gu Ming asked a little nervously.

Tang Ning reached out and pinched the sticky note, as if he had grasped the recognition he needed most when he had doubted and denied himself countless times in the dark night.

He once thought that no one would truly like him because of his profession.

The thin sticky note was so light, almost ethereal, that Tang Ning had to squeeze it very hard to make sure it wouldn't slip out of her hand.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to blink, for fear of crying in front of Gu Ming.

This is too embarrassing, Tangning, you can't be so embarrassing anymore.

Tangning skillfully wrote her signature on the sticky note, which she had practiced hundreds of times. After carefully blowing the moisture off the paper, she handed the sticky note to Gu Ming.

Gu Ming took the sticky note and admired it again and again, as if he wanted to carefully trace each stroke with his eyes. A dreamy smile appeared on his face.

"Gu Ming! What's wrong with you?! You can laugh when you haven't done your homework yet?!" The math teacher's scolding voice suddenly came from behind.

Tang Ning was startled. He turned his head stupidly and his sight met that of his math teacher who had suddenly attacked him. The math teacher was like a balloon with his shoulders puffed up and a ruler waving in the air, venting his anger.

Gu Ming on the side quickly apologized: "I'm sorry."

"You've really gone too far!" After saying this in anger, the math teacher walked over to other students to check their homework. Tang Ning turned around and looked at Gu Ming nervously.

After being scolded twice, Gu Ming no longer had a smile on his face. He looked very serious, as if he was thinking about something important in his life. Then, he tore off a new sticky note and wrote on the pink love paper:

"The school rules say that we are not allowed to talk to each other in class, and we are not allowed to play with our phones. Let's communicate by writing small notes now, Tangning—"

He paused here and then used the pen to address Tang Ning as "classmate", a more intimate term.

"Tangning, I'm glad to meet you in this dungeon. My name is Gu Ming. I'm a high school senior in real life and a die-hard fan of yours."

"When I saw your name yesterday, I thought it was just a coincidence and didn't pay much attention to it. But I didn't expect to see you through the small window when I passed by your dormitory today."

"Even though you covered half of your face with your hands, I recognized you at the first sight!"

"Meeting you is the happiest thing that has happened to me since I entered this game."

"Sorry, I was so excited that I said a lot. Regarding the math homework, I met your roommate Song Linsu in the classroom yesterday. I asked him to remember to tell you to do your homework and gave him the standard answers. Did he forget to tell you about it?"

The small sticky note was filled with words on both the front and back. Gu Ming took advantage of the fact that the math teacher wasn't paying attention and quickly handed the note to Tang Ning.

Tangning took the note and read the long string of words. He realized that he didn't have much space left to write. He wrote on the remaining blank space:

"I'm also very happy to meet you." Tang Ning had a lot to say, so much so that he didn't know how to put it all on this short piece of paper. He wanted to ask Gu Ming why he was a fan of him, why he said he was better than he thought, there were many things he wanted to ask, but these were all inappropriate.

Tangning changed her tone and lowered her eyes as she wrote, "Song Linsu was killed by a monster in the restroom yesterday. He is now dead, but I don't know why he reappeared."

Speaking of Song Linsu, Tangning suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have seen this person in the classroom. When Song Linsu didn't show up in the dormitory this morning, Tangning thought he had left early.

After handing the note to Gu Ming, Tangning couldn't help but look around. The class was filled with unfamiliar faces. Everyone looked up at the podium, listening attentively to the class. They looked like ordinary students, dressed in well-behaved school uniforms.

"Tang Ning! What are you doing?!" Tang Ning was startled by the math teacher's shout. Facing the gazes of all the classmates, Tang Ning raised his head helplessly, like a child who had made a mistake and was accepting everyone's critical gazes, with fear that could not be concealed between his eyebrows.

His skin, exposed to the sunlight, turned red with embarrassment. Tang Ning had fair skin, and any emotional fluctuations were clearly revealed on his transparent skin. From his ears to his neck, it was red enough to look like blood.

Tang Ning hadn't gotten enough rest during this period, and had dark circles under her eyes, which made the redness look sickly.

Unfamiliar faces surrounded Tang Ning, and ambiguous gazes were focused on him.

"Pay attention to the lesson! If you keep looking around, get out and stand outside!!!" the math teacher scolded.

After hearing the math teacher scold him so harshly, Tang Ning felt relieved. The verbal scolding was not a big deal to him at the moment.

The young boy hid his hand under the desk and handed a pink sticky note to Tangning:

"I know about this. Zhou Chuan told me about it. But there is one thing you may not know. Song Linsu privately stabbed me last night and said that you are a ghost. Both of you said that the other is a ghost, so Zhou Chuan and I don't know who to trust—"

"Of course, that was my thought last night. Now I believe you because you are exactly like I imagined."

"No."

"You're better than I thought."

"PS: I have a feeling that the strength of the ghosts during the day will be greatly restricted, so you don't have to be too nervous."

Song Linsu called him a ghost? This was really a case of putting the blame on someone else. Tangning was still frowning after reading the first half of the story, but when she saw the sudden compliment at the end, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

The young people's love is sincere and frank. They can't hide it and don't want to hide it. It all pours out between the lines, which catches the readers off guard.

After thinking for a while, Tangning picked up her pen and asked Gu Ming if he knew what the screaming was about last night.

Gu Ming, who had been confessing his feelings from time to time in his sticky notes, became serious when he saw this:

"When that thing knocked on the door last night, everyone woke up, but no one made a sound. I heard the monster say 'someone made a sound'. I guess the thing's killing pattern is to kill the player who makes a sound after midnight."

"After it left your dormitory, it went to knock on the door of 304. However, it was very perfunctory when it knocked on the door of 304. It just asked a few questions. There are four NPCs living in 304. I think that thing is not so strict in controlling the NPCs. But this kind of neglect should be discussed according to the situation. Maybe it ignores the NPCs at night (the NPCs who blocked the door in the morning took the initiative to leave when they were about to be late. I think during the day, the school rules at least have some restraint on these NPCs)"

“After that thing knocked on all six dormitories on this floor, no one responded to it. Then, for a long time, it didn’t make any sound.”

"I equipped the Gypsy card. I felt like I had a thorn in my back and couldn't sleep at all. Then I heard Du Fei in the bed opposite me suddenly turn over and get out of bed, tiptoeing out of the room. I guessed that he might want to seek wealth and fame at the risk of his life, so he took the initiative to open the door and explore. Then I heard his screams."

"We all thought he was dead."

When he wrote this, a look of fear flashed across Gu Ming's eyes. He took a deep breath and continued:

"But he came back this morning."

"Just standing among the NPCs blocking the door."

"I still have my breakfast in my hand."