Being so unpopular, Sur can only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart.
After entering the camp, Principal Chen didn't say much. The one who introduced the situation was a boy slightly older than them.
"This is the cafeteria."
"This is the teaching building."
Boys speak like a machine punching a card, and they don't want to repeat one more word.
When he reached a building where the light from the street lights couldn't shine, the boy stopped: "This is the dormitory building."
There happened to be two cleaners who came out carrying a stretcher, covered with a layer of white cloth, and everyone knew what was covered underneath.
More than a dozen boys and girls seemed to take it easy, looking at the stretcher with less sympathy and more joy and sarcasm.
—Look, this is the end of the stupid.
The negativity was so obvious that Sur could hear them almost at a glance.
When the cleaning staff saw Principal Chen saying hello, Principal Chen also nodded, and then turned around to warn the player: "This is a student who wants to sneak out of the camp. Once found, it will be destroyed in advance."
Su Er and Ji Heng looked at each other tacitly, in other words, as long as they were not found.
"Don't worry," Sur said first, "I'm the most disciplined."
He has experienced a copy of Wudu, where any error will be infinitely magnified.
Principal Chen said lightly: "It's good to know what you have in mind."
Soon everyone was arranged in a dormitory, and the dormitory manager came to collect their size data, and said coldly that the uniform clothes would be delivered the next day. Give them the dormitory key and a remodeling manual.
The host has a separate dormitory, and the little girl has a good reason to stay: she is going to give a speech a week later, inspiring people here to make a good transformation.
The dormitory is in the form of bed and table. There are two people in each room. Su Er is very lucky, and he is in the same room as Ji Heng.
At this time, there were only ten minutes left before the lights were turned off, and Sur took the time to read the renovation manual. Ji Heng looked at it from the middle, so that even if one person couldn't read it all together, the memories of the two would be beneficial to his actions.
At ten o'clock in the evening, turn off the lights on time.
Climbing up from the ladder to the bed, Su Er had just put on the quilt when he heard Ji Heng ask from the opposite side, "How well is that eye controlled?"
"Not bad." Sur looked at the ceiling: "Although it can't be retracted freely, at least it can be ordered to fall asleep."
It's just that once it's used, it's a bit difficult to close again.
Ji Heng: "That's good."
Sur recalled the contents of the transformation book and focused on the moment: "It said that if you want to leave, you must get four A-letter evaluations. I don't know how many places are left."
The college uses A, B, and C as the evaluation grades, and they are evaluated by cleaners, dormitories, teachers, and principals. However, the evaluations obtained from people of the same position cannot be accumulated, that is, if multiple teachers give a grade A evaluation at the same time, they are only counted as one.
There are only five places in the transformation camp each year, and no matter how good the latecomers are, they need to work hard again in the second year.
Ji Heng: "I'll find out when I ask tomorrow."
Everyone is thinking about leaving, which is a good thing to inquire about. When I went to the cafeteria for breakfast the next day, I got reliable news that this year, not a single student has received a top four evaluation.
The news sounds good at first glance, but after careful consideration of the current month, half of the year has passed, and no one has succeeded, which shows the difficulty behind it.
Sur originally thought that no matter where he went, it would be a lifeless scene, but the reality subverted his imagination. Except for the dozen or so students he saw last night, some of the students in the cafeteria were very... unruly.
This is already a glorified word.
He even saw people fighting each other because of disputes.
"New?" Someone sat in front of him with a plate.
Sur glanced at the visitor, determined that it was not a player, and nodded.
The one who took the initiative to talk to him was a girl with a ponytail, smiling brightly.
The game assumes that the players are all sixteen years old, and to the players, the appearance of each other has not changed, but in the eyes of people in this world, they look like sixteen years old.
Sur is the most juvenile among them, and his whole person exudes an affinity.
The girl in front of him really liked his face, so she took the initiative to say two more words: "Do you think it's strange?"
Sur nodded: "Is this not a violation of the rules?"
"As long as you don't fight in the classroom," the girl said with a smile. "There are four principals in the camp, and each has a different style of doing things. There is one brave, and his supporters also act whenever they disagree."
To say that it is support is actually a subconscious ingratiating, wanting to get a first-class evaluation.
"By the way, I support Principal Dai." The girl tilted her head and said, "Principal Dai likes sunny and cheerful people." After finishing speaking, she took out a note from her schoolbag: "It's here for you, those with cheerful personalities on it need to pay attention. details."
Sur took a cursory look, and even commented on the colors he should like.
When he looked up again, the girl had already left with the others.
Sur gently touched Ji Heng, who had been eating silently beside him, with his elbow: "What's the point of this transformation?"
Looking around, people in the cafeteria either kept laughing or kept their faces cold. In short, everyone seemed to have only one emotion.
"Easy to control." Ji Heng said calmly: "If you don't solidify your thinking, it's easy to be rebellious at this age."
Give a little hope and let the factions confront each other, which is conducive to the stability of the reform camp.
Sur couldn't understand it, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, the worldview in the game is rarely normal.
After drinking the last sip of soy milk, I looked around and saw no player.
Ji Heng reminded: "Don't trust anyone this time."
The words are directly dead, not to say don't believe it, but to kill with one shot.
He had been targeted by the host last night, and it was getting dark early. Sur didn't pay much attention to the players in the dungeon, but besides himself and Ji Heng, there should be four or five others.
There are only five places in total, which means that there will be fierce competition among players.
Sur was aware of this, nodded and said, "I will pay attention."
The daily curriculum arrangement is not much different from that in real life. As a senior in high school, this knowledge is handy.
Everyone was assigned to the same class, and there were not many students in the classroom, only twenty people in total, because they added a few more desks.
Naturally, Su Er and Ji Heng were at the same table. In the first class, the teacher set a big question for the students to answer independently, and Su Er finished it quickly. He turned his head to see that Ji Heng was still writing, a little surprised.
Ji Heng sat upright, and the hand holding the pen was also beautiful: "There is more than one solution to a problem."
Su Er was thinking of communicating with him, but saw Ji Heng stop writing and put one hand on the question.
After a few seconds of silence, Sur realized something, pushed the textbook towards him and whispered, "Copy it."
Ji Heng was unmoved.
Sur: "If I ask you to get up and answer the question, I don't know if I ask three questions."
Ji Heng started writing again.
He was indeed a top student back then, but unfortunately he didn't solve the problem for a long time after leaving school, and he gradually forgot a lot of things.
The teacher walked off the podium with the ruler, and several players were hit a few times. One was completely blank, and he didn't even write the word "Solution". Think fake.
The teacher glanced at him coldly, the player secretly said something was wrong, and hurriedly picked up the pen, but unfortunately, before he could do anything, the teacher turned around and walked onto the podium.
There are only four classes a day in the camp. In the afternoon, a group of students will be selected for temporary work internships, and all wages will be absorbed by the camp. The students who were not selected can arrange their time freely, some make forms for the teacher, and some help them to clean up because of the favor of the cleaners.
After the morning class, Sur was praised several times for his excellent grades, which triggered a lot of secret jealousy and a sense of crisis.
On the way back to the dormitory, he had a long-lasting aftertaste: "So this is what it feels like to be a top student."
Ji Heng was amused by this proud tone.
Sur's smile didn't last long. When he approached the dormitory building, he stopped: "I want to contact the dormitory first."
Of course Ji Heng would not object.
The dormitory was looking at the list of boarders, and when he saw Su'er's indifference to the naked eye, his words were also very perfunctory. Amazingly, another male player also came in to talk to him at this time, and the dormitory's attitude towards him was much better.
Su Er was quite puzzled. It didn't take long for the host to come in from the outside, and the host's attitude changed again. He smiled like a flower, and took the little girl's hand and talked enthusiastically.
Sur watched for a while: "Is it my villain's heart? I always feel that she is talking bad about me."
Ji Heng: "If you're a little smart, you're self-righteous, but at first glance, you don't have a stable temperament, and you say that you are jealous of her... Maybe you're talking about this."
Sur was startled.
Ji Heng: "I deliberately learned lip language."
The little girl smiled at Sur across the window.
The male player who had just spoken to the hostel passed by him and said worriedly: "It's better to be soft. If the host talks bad about you everywhere, it's hard to find a place here."
After a pause, he said, "I just saw her go to the teaching building, probably talking bad about you to the teacher."
The last sentence of schadenfreude was inadvertently leaked.
Suer had some impression of this person. When he asked to do a question just now, he was blank and was scorned by the teacher.
Until the male player went upstairs, Sur didn't fight, just said a thank you reminder.
Ji Heng never interfered with the way others behaved, except to take a last glance at the male player's badge, write down his name, and stand aside to do nothing. After a while, he asked, "Aren't you angry?"
Sur shook his head: "Mr. Yao said that we must respect the diversity of species."
This kind of players who put their likes and dislikes on the face are rare, and they should be cherished. As for the little girl, if she secretly did these things, maybe she would really suffer a loss, but now it's a good thing to know.
Ji Heng saw his thoughts and raised his eyebrows: "How are you going to deal with it?"
Sur smiled slightly: "Talking to the teacher, talking ill of people behind their backs... These are choices only children make."
He, Sur, the green tea boy, applied to play!
The author has something to say:
Sur: Let it go, it's my turn to be a scumbag.