It rained last night and slept too late, Sull inevitably got a headache when he woke up.
Conditioned reflex first picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, there was an unread message from Zhao Sanliang: [Just do it yourself. ]
After carefully pondering the deep meaning of these words... It seems that Ji Heng rejected his excellent proposal.
Shaking his head and stuffing the textbooks on the table into his schoolbag, Suer didn't take it too seriously. They are all members of the same group. The business is not righteous, and he expects that as the captain, he will not do anything to himself.
Zhao Sanliang also sent a document late at night, all of which were relatively important information. Sur printed it out and pasted it on the answer to the fifth or third paper, and the email was completely deleted.
"Sleep, sleep, my darling..."
On the road, humming a tune, pedestrians avoided it.
It was only a 20-minute journey from home to school, and the moment I pushed the door in, I heard a lot of clattering sounds. After seeing him, many people took out the homework they were making up from the drawer, and said with lingering fear: "I thought it was the teacher."
Sur sat down in the seat, and the classmate wearing glasses in front looked up and looked at the door: "Why isn't Zhu Yun here? My last big question is still empty."
Sur took out the exercise book: "I borrowed you to copy mine."
The classmate wearing glasses refused: "Your problem-solving process is too omitted, and the key cannot be guaranteed to be correct."
The head teacher, uncharacteristically, arrived in a hurry at the last minute before class, his expression was full of seriousness, and he euphemistically said a few words to learn how to properly relieve the pressure of study. After class, Sur saw a few girls who played better with Zhu Yun on weekdays being called to the office.
The classmate with glasses noticed something was wrong and asked him if Zhu Yun was on sick leave. Sur smiled and said something unclear.
The school stipulates that senior three students have to study in the evening. The weather in the past two days was not good, and it darkened very early. The moment the bell rang, many students couldn't wait to go home together.
"Sur, aren't you going?"
Sur made a random excuse: "I'm waiting for someone."
The other party blinked ambiguously: "Secretly made a girlfriend?"
After a few jokes with each other, the people in the classroom gradually left, and he was the only one left in the end.
Zhu Yun only brings homework home every day. There are still a lot of books on the table, and the drawer is full. Turning over these textbooks carefully, page by page, the dense notes are very exhausting.
As the students gradually leave the school, everything around them gradually quiets down. I don't know when there was a slight rustling sound in the corridor. At first, Sur didn't pay much attention to it. When the sound gradually approached, he frowned, closed the book and listened carefully... It was like an extremely slow footstep.
The uncle who is responsible for locking the door downstairs usually shouts whether there is anyone else before going upstairs, and such a regular pace obviously does not belong to him.
His hand silently touched the electric shock, and Sur got up and moved the table that was blocking the back door to the side to ensure that he could run through multiple exits in the event of an accident. Everything is ready, sit back in place and pretend to read a book as if nothing had happened.
There were no other students on this floor, the night wind blew in through the open windows, and the materials that had not been taken away were rustling.
The sound of the dragging footsteps was finally close at hand, and Suer raised his head, because he saw the eyes of the unexpected person moving slightly: "Mr. Yao?"
The visitor is slightly fat and wears a pair of rimless glasses, which makes the whole person appear a bit serious.
He glanced at Sur and asked, "Have you not gone back yet?"
"I'm getting ready to go back."
Yao Zhi walked very slowly, walking to his side almost like he was pacing. Su Er noticed that the other party's eyes swept over his hand stuffed in his pocket, and he took out two coins from the inside without changing his face. One of the walnuts was handed to Yao Zhi: "Teacher, do you want to eat?"
Yao Zhi was stunned: "You bring walnuts as snacks with you?"
No wonder the school uniform pockets looked bulging.
Sur nodded, naturally walked to the back door, used the gap to squeeze hard, and opened the shell smoothly. He stood by the trash can while eating and peeling, keeping a safe distance from Yao Zhi: "Is there anything the teacher is looking for from me?"
Unexpectedly, Yao Zhizhen nodded.
Sur squinted, Yao Zhi taught mathematics, and he was a little weak in this regard, and the latter would also make a few comments from time to time. But he intuited that Yao Zhi was not here tonight because of his grades.
"Your ranking in the class is middle and upper, and your math scores are holding you back," Yao Zhi said slowly: "But the teacher always believes that you are a good student who is diligent and self-disciplined."
"Don't worry," Sur clapped the scum on his hands and made a hippie smile: "I will definitely strive to be higher."
"There are also ways to 'compete'." Yao Zhi said sternly, "Good students shouldn't think about cheating."
"..." Sur's smile faded a bit: "Where did you start?"
Yao Zhi stared at him: "Ji Heng told me that some people want to cheat by playing time difference in the game."
Sur's face changed slightly, and he reacted suddenly: "You shouldn't..."
Yao Zhi spit out four words: "Seven days and seven nights."
Almost as soon as his voice fell, Sur took a few steps back unconsciously, seemingly shocked. After a while, he came back to his senses: "You let me slow down first, so that Mr. Yao and Ji Heng know each other?"
Looking at each other, Yao Zhi suddenly smiled: "Zhao Sanliang said that you are a fox, it seems true."
His eyes fell on a blind spot in front of Sur: "Stop being sneaky."
Hearing that, Sur raised his eyebrows and put his hand on the bright side as if resigned: "It seems that I'm not suitable for making small movements under the eyes of the teacher."
When Yao Zhi revealed his identity just now, Suer quietly called Zhao Sanliang privately as soon as possible. If the other party was talking nonsense, he could delay as long as possible and wait for Zhao Sanliang's rescue.
After pressing the speakerphone on the phone, Zhao Sanliang's voice came out: "Boy, you are smart enough. Don't worry, Yao Zhi is an experienced player."
The first sentence dispelled Sur's doubts, and the next sentence shattered his dream: "So don't think about cheating in the copy, and you may have to make up lessons in the future."
"..." After finishing the call, Sur lightly rubbed his temples.
"It's very late." Yao Zhi glanced at the sky outside, ordered him to study hard and asked him to hurry back. The uncle in charge of locking the door has a bad temper. After that point, no matter who he is, he will be scolded.
Sur agreed simply, and when he was packing up, he took out a few books at the bottom of Zhu Yun's drawer while Yao Zhi was not paying attention, stuffed them into his schoolbag and took them away.
When he went down the stairs, Sur quickly chased after him and said, "I didn't expect you to be a member of the game." He scratched his head embarrassedly, "I suddenly feel much more at ease."
Yao Zhi nodded: "You can come and talk to me when the pressure is too high."
Sur smiled bitterly: "Actually, after entering the game, the pressure of learning has eased a lot."
Yu Guang has been paying attention to Yao Zhi's expression.
"Indeed, I've seen a lot of people who do stupid things because of their grades. It's really not worth it."
"Yeah." Sur pretended to sigh, and lowered his eyes: "I don't know if Zhu Yun found it. She came to me when she ran away from home, and she looked very stressed. It would be good to stop her at that time."
Yao Zhi's eyes were also filled with regret: "Excellent people often like to dig into the horns."
Sur withdrew his gaze. At present, it seemed that the other party did not know that Zhu Yun was also a player.
Before parting, Yao Zhi suddenly said, "There will be an in-class test tomorrow."
Sur retracted his thoughts and asked in surprise, "Didn't you just measure it?"
Yao Zhi: "I heard three or two talking about things in the game."
Sur had an ominous feeling.
People who don't laugh often suddenly laugh, either amazing or scary, Yao Zhi belongs to the latter: "I heard that you created the charm method to fight ghosts."
"..." The worst thing happened.
Yao Zhi said lightly: "I haven't been to the dungeon for a week, and I still don't know what my charm value is." After that, he stopped and turned his face to look at Sur: "How much do you think I can score?"
Ji Heng was the best-born person Su Er had ever seen. His face and temperament were first-rate, and his perfect configuration was not more than twenty, not to mention Yao Zhi.
"By the way, there are not many players who haven't entered the dungeon recently," Yao Zhi looked at him: "When they enter, they will definitely be very 'surprise and surprise'."
It became popular overnight and a public enemy of the whole people, and Sur faintly felt that he had everything.
Yao Zhi turned his back and walked in the opposite direction, his voice drifted over with the night wind, and said something similar to Zhao Sanliang: "Young people still have a long way to go, so let's do it for ourselves."
"… "
In this fast-developing city, Sur's house is nothing compared to the real rich, with three bedrooms and one living room.
But now living alone, it is inevitably empty.
The first thing he did when he got home was to look at a family photo from the past. In the photo, everyone had the corners of their mouths hooked just right. I felt a little uncomfortable when I thought that a family that was brainwashed by a cult in the game could show a sincere smile when taking pictures.
Where exactly is the problem
hum.
The phone vibrated, and the text message from Ji Heng gave him a mental preparation to enter the copy the night after tomorrow.
On Friday night, Sur packed up in advance, and he was the first to leave the school next night after self-study.
Under the big tree, two people can be vaguely seen talking, but it is mainly one who is talking in a striking style, and the other is nodding his head occasionally.
"Yo!" Zhao Sanliang waved his hand familiarly: "Have the courage, I haven't asked for leave at this time."
He had seen many people quit their jobs after they entered the game, and lived a life of drunkenness.
Su'er glanced past him and stared at Ji Heng: "Why do you need to specifically inform Teacher Yao?"
"The rules prohibit players from killing each other in reality, but nothing is absolute," Ji Heng said in a low voice, "Yao Zhi has a sense of responsibility and can protect you at critical times."
Sur nodded slightly, accepting this statement.
Ji Heng said again: "But the college entrance examination can't be delayed. Later, I will try my best to put you and Yao Zhi into a copy and give you tuition."
"..." How to make up? Others play ghosts, does he solve equations!
Thinking of this, Sur's expression changed: "I heard that team props are very precious, don't bother."
Ji Heng showed no expression, and said lightly: "No matter how hard you are, you can't be hard on your children, and no matter how poor you are, you can't be poor in education. I will solve the problem of props."
Zhao Sanliang smirked and nodded in agreement: "Yes, as the most powerful faction, we have this condition!"
The author has something to say: Mr. Yao: In the wind and rain, I am waiting for you in the game. Come and solve this equation first.
Sur:…