"It means exactly what it says." Su Qingyu did not tell them the [Class Monitor Rules]. She just explained, "This is the task given to me by the class teacher. I need to complete it."
"I understand." Bai Huo took out 20 ghost money from his pocket and handed it to Su Qingyu nonchalantly.
This attitude surprised Su Qingyu a little.
From the experience of the past two days, it can be inferred that ghost money is particularly important.
Luo Zixuan obtained the ghost money with great difficulty by working in a supermarket, but she was a little hesitant to hand it over just because Su Qingyu said so.
"Are you telling the truth?" Luo Zixuan felt that one should be on guard against others.
What if Su Qingyu is lying
What if Su Qingyu uses this excuse to make money
“I’ve posted it in the group.”
The class group includes not only students, but also class teachers and teachers of various subjects.
There is no way Su Qingyu would lie in the class group just for this little bit of paper money.
"...Okay, I'll give it to you." Luo Zixuan struggled internally, but she still decided to take out the money.
Because, if it is a task assigned by the class teacher, not paying the class fee may reduce the class teacher's favorability and may violate certain school rules.
Luo Zixuan didn't want to take any risks.
Zhuang Xiaodie didn't have any paper money for the dead on her, and it was Su Qingyu who recharged the paper money in her campus card for her.
So, she chose to remain silent and cling to her best friend.
The joy of being a gigolo made Zhuang Xiaodie look at Su Qingyu shyly. If it were in the past, she would definitely show off her best friend to the whole world, but unfortunately in the copy, she could only choose to make a fortune in silence.
After all, everyone is melancholy, and she would be annoying if she was too happy alone.
Luo Zixuan suggested: "It's lunch time now, let's go to the cafeteria together."
Su Qingyu did not comment.
When I left the classroom and passed by Grade 3 Class 2, I saw a boy with a broken face shouting to the remaining students in the class: "It was the head teacher who asked us to collect the class fee, what can I do
I know that ghost money is very precious, but I am the squad leader and you should cooperate with my work.
If I fail to collect all the class fees, I will be punished even if I have not completed the task assigned by the head teacher.
Don't just stand by and watch someone die!"
The monitor of Class 2, Grade 3, has become somewhat hysterical.
Luo Zixuan asked Su Qingyu: "Aren't you worried? Other students won't be as easy to talk to as we are."
"Don't worry." Su Qingyu's starry eyes were shining and her expression was calm, as if all the dangers were not worth mentioning in front of her.
In the school cafeteria, there are more new students queuing up to eat today.
It seems that many freshmen have found ways to obtain ghost money in school.
The students queuing in front had red soup on their plates given by the cafeteria lady.
Bai Huo's originally relaxed brows suddenly frowned the moment he saw the soup, and a serious look appeared on his face: "There is something wrong with that soup, don't take it."
Luo Zixuan's face changed, and her lips turned purple: "I've already had a bowl of it before, and the soup tastes really fishy. Because the rules say that food can't be wasted, I can only pinch my nose and drink the soup.
After drinking, I returned to the dormitory and kept having auditory hallucinations…” She paused halfway through her words, remembering that according to the dormitory rules, if you hear strange noises, don’t tell other roommates.