Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Bai Ningle handed over the certificate of award. She seemed calm, but in fact she was already nervous.

Although I have never seen the dean get angry, but thinking about Sissi who was subjected to corporal punishment, who knows what they will do?

If he found out that there was something wrong with the certificate, he wouldn't drag himself to a dark room and give him an electric shock, would he?

Suddenly there was a warm touch on her left hand. She looked back, and Chu Yao's eyes were full of determination.

Yes, I still have Chu Yao by my side.

No matter what these evil spirits want to do, it still depends on whether Chu Yao agrees. Thinking of this, Bai Ningle feels more confident.

The dean took the certificate, turned it over and over, checked it several times, and even put it under his nose and sniffed it.

He asked sinisterly: "Are you sure this is the certificate given to you by the dean? It is clearly written on your ID card that the person wearing red is the dean."

The dean's clothing is actually linked to the student's personal score. It is light blue at first. As the student's personal score increases, the color will change accordingly.

According to the normal game process, only when a player's personal points accumulate to more than eight points, the red instructor will appear.

The dean has just checked the progress of this round of the game. Excluding players with blank cards, no points will be counted. Among the remaining players, Xiaoxiang has the highest personal score, but it only has 6 points, which is not enough to trigger the red dean.

The huge body with three heads approached Bai Ningle. The dean, condescending, asked again: "Are you really sure? You will get a demerit for lying."

His move was okay for scaring high school students, but Bai Ningle was no longer as timid as before.

She thought about it carefully. If she admitted that she had not met the dean, she would have fallen into his trap.

Because after being judged as a failed pass, you have to enter the next cycle.

Bai Ningle was about to speak, but Pei Nian stepped forward and said, "I can prove that this certificate was indeed obtained from the dean in red. If you don't believe it, we can check the surveillance!"

The dean choked up. This man was so confident. Could it be that he really remembered it wrong?

"Okay, I think we should check the surveillance. If you lie, everyone will have a demerit!" said the dormitory aunt with curly hair in the middle.

"This..." Bai Ningle said suspiciously, "How can you be so sure? Could it be... that the dean of students you saw is wearing red clothes?"

A few people didn't know the triggering mechanism of clothes color, so Bai Ningle naturally thought that Pei Nian was lucky.

"Yes...and no." Pei Nian deliberately let it slip.

Chu Yao and others followed the dormitory aunt to the monitoring room on the first floor. The floor and table were covered with thick dust.

"Oh, there's a computer here." Pei Nian sighed unexpectedly.

The computer on the table is also from the 2000s. It looks very bulky and the boot speed is very slow.

With so many people crowded in front of the small computer desk, the space suddenly became extremely crowded.

The dormitory aunt awkwardly entered the power-on password, brought up the monitoring, and pulled the video playback progress bar.

Four people, six heads, and twelve eyes stared at the monitor screen. Time soon came when Pei Nian met the dean.

Everyone could see clearly that the dean was wearing a navy blue shirt, not red.