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Lu Qihuai walked down from the stands and came to Xia Mingchi's side.

"What did Zheng Bin tell you, his face is so ugly."

Xia Mingchi smiled at Lu Qihuai, and swallowed the soreness in his heart with difficulty, "It's nothing."

Zhou Zheng and others gathered together to exchange information about the night investigation.

Zhou Zheng said: "I blocked Han Youzhi in the toilet and told him about the critical draft on the radio station. He finally explained that he was worshiping Sun Rui on the rooftop, and insisted that Sun Rui wanted him to die."

Lu Qihuai didn't quite understand, "Is there any enmity between the two? Why did you say that Sun Rui wanted to put him to death?"

"It is said that Han Youzhi, as Sun Rui's friend and roommate, couldn't bear to see Sun Rui distracted by love, so he gave Sun Rui's diary to the dean. The dean beat the mandarin ducks with a club, which caused Sun Rui to jump off the building."

"A year ago, Sun Rui and Han Youzhi lived in the dormitory we lived in. Han Youzhi personally admitted that Ah Piao was Sun Rui."

No wonder Ah Piao said that a thief stole his very private things.

After a long time, it was Han Youzhi who took away Sun Rui's diary.

Zhou Zheng continued: "Han Youzhi said that the things confiscated by the teaching director will be stored in the office, and they will be returned after the college entrance examination."

This is easy to find, as long as you go to the dean's office at night, you can get back Sun Rui's diary.

Xia Mingchi also told everyone about meeting Wang Keran in the hospital.Due to the game setting, all NPCs will disappear during the break during the day, but not at night, so the players decided to find Yang Jinshu to return the clothes during the break of the evening self-study.

"There is also the collection of Sun Rui's diary, which can also be arranged at night, at 22-23 o'clock. I observed that the whole school seemed to disappear out of thin air when it was ten o'clock late." Meng Yijie said.

Finally it was Zheng Bin's turn. He squatted next to the music classroom for a long time at night, "The person in the music classroom is Yang Jinshu."

Yang Jinshu? !

"I was hiding in the utility room opposite the music classroom, and I saw Yang Jinshu come out after eleven o'clock, still holding homework books and the like."

She is No.2 in the whole school. If she wants to surpass Han Youzhi, there is no need to be so secretive, right?

"Hey, you guys, if you don't go back to the classroom, help me move the sports equipment back to the warehouse for drying."

Teacher Liu came over and pointed to the other side of the stand. Only then did Xia Mingchi and others notice that there were many cushions, javelins, and basketballs on it.

Lu Qihuai and Meng Yijie put the ball into the special storage cart, Xia Mingchi and Zhou Zheng held on to the cushion, Zheng Bin carried the javelin, and followed Teacher Liu into the warehouse.

The small room outside the warehouse is the physical education teacher's office.

The office is very dilapidated, the door frame has begun to peel off green paint, but the inside is very tidy, the desktop is spotless, and the books on sports and nutrition are arranged in categories.

There are five office seats, but currently there is only one physical education teacher in the school.

A timer is placed on the teaching aid clip, and there are rows of hooks above the timer.

Xia Mingchi was curious, "Teacher, what is this hanging on?"

"whistle."

Zhou Zheng then asked, "Where did the whistle go?"

Teacher Liu said helplessly, "It was put away by the teaching director. He said the whistle was too noisy and it would affect everyone's study."

Teacher Liu laughed at herself: "Except for running exercises, the whole school does not even allow physical education classes. Even the teachers are almost gone, and it is useless to leave a whistle. Thank you, go back and do your homework."

When he walked to the classroom, Xia Mingchi had doubts in his heart. He took away all the whistles because he thought they were noisy. He always felt that this reason seemed to be covering up something else.

There are many things that are noisier than whistles, such as Teacher Liu's loudspeaker and the piano in the music classroom.If it's too noisy, you don't have to let Mr. Liu use it, why bother to clean it up.

Back in the classroom, there were several new exercise books on the seats again.The answers written in the old books will disappear, and new books will continue to come out. There are stacks of books on everyone's desk.

Just, suffocate.

After class, only the sound of writing can be heard in the classroom.The students were all in a state of excitement, the pens were moving rapidly, and their attention was attracted by the topic.

The ball of paper landed on Xia Mingchi's desk, and when he opened it, it was Zhou Zheng's crooked handwriting.

"To get the diary at night, you have to lure the dean out first."

Xia Mingchi sat up slightly, turned his head as if moving his cervical spine, and saw a face stuck on the window of the back door from the corner of his eyes.

The dean didn't know when he appeared, but he must have seen Zhou Zheng and Xia Mingchi passing the note.

Xia Mingchi stuffed Zhou Zheng's note into his sleeve, tore off a small piece of draft paper, picked up a gel pen to finish writing, and threw it back to Zhou Zheng.

Just as Zhou Zheng was about to open it, a big fat hand grabbed the paper first.

"Teacher...?" Zhou Zheng raised his head and felt very guilty when he saw the dean.

The dean smiled kindly and spoke softly, "What is this?"

"Yes Yes……"

Zhou Zheng said "yes" for a long time. He didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say, this is our plan to go to your office to steal things after ten o'clock in the evening, right?

"Reporting is the process of solving problems."

Xia Mingchi stood up from his seat, neither humble nor overbearing.

The dean said softly "Oh?", with meaningful eyes, and said to Zhou Zheng: "Since it is a problem-solving process, what are you afraid of? Show me."

Pulling out his big hand vigorously, Zhou Zheng clamped the paper ball and dared not let go.

Xia Mingchi said: "There is nothing embarrassing for underachievers to work hard, let the teacher see." He blinked his eyes as he spoke.

Zhou Zheng let go, and the dean opened the note.

"The intercept formula of the straight line equation: x/a+y/b=1, the formula is firmly memorized."

The teaching director handed the ball of paper to Zhou Zheng, and Zhou Zheng quickly took it to read the content on it.

"I remember you are not good at math, how can you help other students?"

The dean narrowed his eyes, apparently still in disbelief.

Xia Mingchi: "When I was in the school hospital, I asked classmate Lu about the learning method, and I found it very effective, so I wanted to share it with others, not a guide."

The dean nodded, "Yes, but it's not recommended. It will affect your study. Poor students have their own destinations, and your task is to get into a good university, understand?"

"clear."

Xia Mingchi finally understood why the other students in the class had a bad attitude towards Zhou Zheng.

The root is here in the teaching director.

He remembered that when he was in high school, although the teachers also valued grades, they would encourage everyone to communicate with each other and share learning experiences, especially taking care of students who were behind in grades.

The school in the dungeon is completely indifferent to poor students.

Zhou Zheng's face turned green with anger after hearing the dean's words.

After the dean left, Xia Mingchi threw the ball of paper hidden in his sleeve to Zhou Zheng.

"At [-]:[-] p.m., you, Zheng Bin and Meng Yijie are in charge of leading people away, while Lu Qihuai and I are looking for something."

After the first quarter's evening self-study, Xia Mingchi and others went to the third department of high school.

The situation in the third year was even more exaggerated than in the second year. There was no room for books on the desks, so the books were piled up on the floor. There was almost no room in the aisle between the desks, and the entire classroom was filled with books.

Xia Mingchi stood at the door and shouted, "Sister Yang Jinshu, the dean asked you to go to the office."

In the middle of the fourth row, a girl raised her head.

Obviously she didn't know Xia Mingchi and was very confused, but because Xia Mingchi was acting as the dean, she got up and walked out of the classroom without hesitation.

When he reached the stairs, Yang Jinshu saw several other students.

"you……?"

Xia Mingchi handed over the folded school uniform jacket, "We met Wang Keran at the school hospital last night, and she entrusted us to bring you this dress."

Yang Jinshu's eyes fell on his clothes, and his gloomy and calm expression instantly changed, like a stone thrown into a lake, causing circles of ripples.

[Yang Jinshu's trust in players has increased, and he will answer questions raised by players. 】

"But what else did you say?! Is she better?"

Yang Jinshu took the clothes and asked eagerly.

Xia Mingchi didn't know what Yang Jinshu meant by "better", so he had to tell the truth.

"She said that everyone in the rocket class has their nostrils turned upside down, and they look down on poor students, so don't pretend to help her."

After hearing this, Yang Jinshu shook his head with a wry smile, "Wait a moment."

The girl turned back to the classroom, and came out after a while, with an extra notebook in her hand.

"Please help me give this English notebook to Wang Keran."

Zhou Zheng was curious: "Why don't you deliver it yourself?"

Yang Jinshu was helpless: "It would be great if she was willing to see me. Every time I go, she either hides or makes faces to scare me."

"Excuse me, what's the relationship between you? I think the dean doesn't like the close relationship between poor students and excellent students." Xia Mingchi said.

"We are good friends. We were classmates in junior high school. At that time, her grades were good. During the senior high school entrance examination, her parents divorced and affected her performance. She didn't do well in the exam. Later, her parents started their own families. Don't worry about it. Her learning status has not recovered. .”

"I want to help, but the dean doesn't like students with poor grades. Every time he sees us helping her, he scolds Keran, saying that she affects our studies."

"We... us?" Xia Mingchi wondered, besides Yang Jinshu, who else?

"Sun Rui was tutoring Keran in mathematics, and I was responsible for helping her in English."

Zhou Zheng leaned on the stairs, gossiping: "Isn't Sun Rui in love? If he makes up lessons for Wang Keran, won't his girlfriend be jealous?"

Yang Jinshu shook his head, "Sun Rui is not in love, he is helping Keran improve his grades, and when everyone sees it, they are spreading rumors about their affair."

"The teaching director also knew about this. He personally went to Keran's class and asked her to stay away from Sun Rui in front of other students."

"Actually, they are just friends, and Sun Rui just wants to help Keran improve his grades."

Xia Mingchi asked, "Do you know why Sun Rui committed suicide?"

Since there is no puppy love, then beating mandarin ducks to cause suicide is not established, and Sun Rui's death should have another hidden reason.

"I only know that Sun Rui has a cheerful personality and doesn't seem like someone who would commit suicide. But we don't have a deep friendship after all, so the specific situation is not clear. By the way, I have to go to the logistics teacher to ask for a new school uniform. I will trouble you then Pass it along with the notes."

Meng Yijie: "I've already asked about the school uniforms. We have to wait a few more days and deliver them at the same time as the new students' school uniforms."

Yang Jinshu cast a grateful look at Meng Yijie.

Zhou Zheng was a little strange: "School uniform? Why did you bring a school uniform to Wang Keran? Xiao Xia didn't tell me about the school uniform before."

Meng Yi said to him, "Naturally, it is because the clothes are dirty that they need to be replaced with new ones."

Zhou Zheng was still confused, Lu Qihuai asked back: "Have you never taken a health class?"

"Huh? Aw... um..."

Zhou Zheng managed to confuse others with a few modal particles—he probably understood.

However, Yang Jinshu cared so much about Wang Keran that what Wang Keran said in the hospital was obviously out of anger.Wang Keran must have deliberately alienated Yang Jinshu because he was afraid that the dean would embarrass her.

Seeing that everyone had finished speaking, Zheng Bin could finally interject, "What are you doing in the music classroom at night?"

"Ah?" Yang Jinshu reacted, "Copy notes."

Zheng Bin didn't believe it: "Do I need to copy notes in the music classroom? The school's alarm clock will automatically disappear every night, and everyone will be frozen between ten and eleven, but you can write notes invisibly in the music classroom. Why make it so complicated?"

Yang Jinshu was helpless, "If it's my own, it doesn't matter where I write it, but the notes are for Keran. The other students around me know that we are friends, and when they see me writing English notes for Keran, they will tell the dean. It's okay to scold."

Logically speaking, high school grades are indeed very important, but this period is not only about grades, but also healthy physical and mental development and friendship.

The school seems to roughly divide students into "good" and "poor" through grades, and even cut off the progress of the laggards and control their social interaction.

Absolutely, really absolutely.

Xia Mingchi said to Yang Jinshu, "When delivering clothes and notes, you should go with us."

Grades cannot be an obstacle to their friendship.

Yang Jinshu was surprised, "Will she meet me..."

"Yes," Xia Mingchi said firmly, "because you are good friends."