The man in black said, his hands heading towards Ershuangshuang's eyes.

However, Er Shuangshuang had no reaction and still looked at the man in black with sharp eyes.

"It's really amazing!" After the man in black said, he took off her invisible eyes from Er Shuangshuang's eyes.

Ershuang's mouth was blocked and could not speak for a while, and could only make a whimpering sound.

"This is the prop for your 'Dust Crossing Union'! I think you might be wondering why I know!" The man in black said with a smile.

Gradually, the music became louder and louder, swallowing up Er Shuangshuang's whimpering sound.

And on this uneasy night, every student at Mingyue College received an email from the principal's office.

Dear classmates:

When you receive this email, I would like to congratulate you sincerely! You have been blessed with it,

The opportunity to participate in this Winter Camp at the Super Carnival in Britain. All your wishes will be fulfilled in this Winter Camp.

For academic masters, this will be a valuable study tour experience. Well-known scholars from European countries will guide you throughout the process.

For sports fans, you have the opportunity to visit the Premier League and even the Champions League. You have the opportunity to meet and interact with your sports idols.

For music fans, the New Year Music Festival is tailor-made for you. And those children with musical talents will be the stage for you to show your talents.

The most important thing is that we will hold a grand carnival event for you in a foreign country. I believe that this extraordinary experience in foreign countries can become the most unforgettable memory in your life.

Moreover, this event will be sponsored by Sheldon Company, with transportation fees and food and accommodation free of charge. The quota is limited, so please sign up enthusiastically!

This tribute!

Your principal: Cheng Sizhao

The next morning, this heavy email immediately exploded throughout Mingyue Academy. Especially in the second year of high school (10) class under the jurisdiction of Shi Shi Si Si, the discussion was in full swing.

Since Mingyue College has had several major events recently, the school’s morning mainly organizes everyone’s self-study by the class monitor.

However, Wang Li, the class monitor of Grade 2 (10), has almost no presence, so the morning self-study has been filled with spits.

Luqi walked into the classroom the last time, and behind him was the president of the Military Training Society, Shoushan.

Strangely, Lu Qi, who was originally energetic every day and was walking in a dragon and tiger, was now like a defeated rooster. His face was pale and he didn't count, and even his steps were a little staggering.

Seeing Lu Qi's appearance, Yue Jiuliang felt a little funny.

He secretly walked behind Luqi and suddenly shouted: "Aqi, good morning!"

"Ah!" Lu screamed strangely, which scared Yue Jiuliang behind him.

"Aqi, what's going on with you!" The frightened Yue Jiuliang cursed, "I'll say hello to you. Are you as if you've seen a ghost?"

"See the ghost? Ah!" Lu Qi shouted again, which attracted the eyes of the entire class.

At this time, the other two people of "Xi Yue Qitong", Xi Haoran and Tong Xiaotong, also came over.

"Aqi, what's going on? You're a little abnormal today!" Xi Haoran couldn't help asking.

"Shoushan, did your brother take the wrong medicine?" Tong Xiaotong asked Shoushan on the side.

"You'd better ask him! This is what I had when I met him this morning." Shoushan spread his hands and said.

"Everyone, do you really want to hear it?" Lu Qi's face was already very pale.

"Just talk quickly! As a man, can you be more cheerful?" Tong Xiaotong said impatiently.

"Okay then! I'll tell you, don't be afraid! Last night, I received a ghost email!"

"Ghost email? What kind of ghost email?" Everyone looked at each other after hearing this.

"Didn't you receive it? It was the email sent by the dead Principal Cheng, who invited me to attend a carnival winter camp. You guys, is he going to invite me to the underworld?" Lu Qi's voice trembled as he said this.

After listening to Lu Qi's words, everyone's faces were full of shock. After a moment, the whole class suddenly became boiling.

"Hahaha! I'm so laughing to death!" "Aqi, this is the funnyest joke I've heard in a year." "After a long time of trouble, you're just doing this! Hahaha!"

Everyone was talking and laughing, which made Monk Lu Qier confused.

"Hey, haven't you received the email?" Luqi asked unhappily.

"Of course we all received it, just an invitation letter. Is it as for such a fuss?" Xi Haoran frowned.

"That was sent by the deceased Principal Cheng! He was gone, and he could still send emails. Isn't this a supernatural incident?"

"Aqi? Don't you know that our school email has a function called regular sending?" Yue Jiuliang said weakly.

"Send it regularly? What is that?" Lu Qi looked at everyone as if he had discovered a new continent.

"It's literal. The invitation letter should have been drafted by Principal Cheng some time ago and sent it regularly until last night." Xi Haoran explained.

"Is it really that amazing?"

"It's that simple. Otherwise, do you think those online writers can update online articles at a fixed time? They are all pre-set and updated the day after tomorrow. Do you understand now?"

"I understand!" Lu Qi still looked ignorant, "In other words, this invitation letter is real! Is even that carnival winter camp true?"

"It's true. I confirmed this from Teacher Sheldon early this morning!" The class leader Wang Li finally found the opportunity to interrupt.

"Will it be true to meet Ronaldo when looking at the Premier League?"

"That depends on whether you have the luck! First of all, I would like to remind you that Ronaldo is no longer in the Premier League. A pseudo-fan who has powered on your village!" Shoushan dismantled his good brother's station without hesitation.

"Hahaha! So it's true, this is a great thing! I'll just say it! Where does the ghost come from in this world? It's so great. I want to go there and have been thinking about it for too long! Hahaha!"

From great sorrow to great joy, Lu Qi interpreted what the ups and downs of life meant. At this moment, he was like Fan Jin passing the imperial examination, and even felt a little hysterical.

While speaking, Pan Yi, president of the Photography Club and Brigham Yang, president of the Drama Club, also walked into the classroom of Class 10 (10). When they saw Lu Qi who was already in a madness, they couldn't help asking: "What's going on! What is Lu Qi doing!"

"You don't have to mind, this guy is over!" Yue Jiuliang explained with a smile.

"A ghost?"

"It's just that there are always a few days every month that are uncomfortable, do you understand?"

"This... OK! You understand a little!" The two presidents also had a dark look on their faces.

"Okay, don't be fooled." Tong Xiaotong said with a blank look on the two of them, "You are not students from our second-year high school (10), so what are you here to do?"

"Isn't this a self-study period now? And our class is next door, so it's almost impossible to get into condoms with you!" Brigham Yang said angrily.

"Look, Yutong is not from your class 10, isn't she here too?" Pan Yi pointed to Mo Yutong sitting next to Tong Xiaotong and said.

"I can't come here to see my best friend!" Mo Yutong said dissatisfied.

"Sorry, President Mo has a special pass for our Class 10. And you two!" Yue Jiuliang said seriously.

"Okay, okay! I think the two of them are probably here to discuss the 'Carnival Winter Camp'! Don't make things too difficult for others."

Xi Haoran's words at this moment made everyone very convinced.

"After all, Xi Haoran, the second-year high school class (10), the real class monitor, is indeed well-deserved." The two presidents couldn't help but secretly raise their fingers.

"But although this email is written very beautifully, is it really the same as they said?" Tong Xiaotong asked with some doubts.

"By the way, Jiuliang, do I remember that your uncle is not the director of the teaching? Is there any internal news that can be shared?" Shoushan suddenly reminded.

"My uncle! I don't know where people have been going during this period. I haven't seen him for several days since the Christmas competition." Yue Jiuliang replied.

"This is really strange!"

"Maybe I'm running for Principal Cheng's funeral!" Xi Haoran speculated.

Speaking of Cheng Sizhao, the students were also sighing.

"Since it was a winter camp planned by Principal Cheng during his lifetime, there would definitely be no problem with this trip." Wang Li said seriously.

"That's right, although my uncle is not here, I still got some internal information." Yue Jiuliang said mysteriously.

"What news?" Everyone turned their eyes to Yue Jiuliang.

“It is said that this winter camp is fully sponsored by Mr. Sheldon’s family business.”

"What's so strange about this? Isn't it written in the email?" Pan Yi said disdainfully.

"Not only that, it is said that Sheldon Company also specially booked a cruise ship and took us directly to Europe!"

"What, a whole cruise ship? Teacher Sheldon is so rich!" Even Lu Qi couldn't help but say.

Although most of the students at Mingyue Academy are in superior family conditions, the distance between them is still a bit far away when they take up a cruise ship.

"It's not just that! Other exchange meetings, concerts, and sports events are all true. I have also seen the entire winter camp plan with my own eyes."

"Jiuliang, you are so powerful!" Lu Qi couldn't help but praise.

"Small scene!"

What Yue Jiuliang didn't say was: At around five o'clock this morning, he gathered members of the "Jiu Young Master" party, sneaked into the teaching office, took photos of the winter camp plan, and carefully observed it.

"However, there is a quota limit for this winter camp." Yue Jiuliang reminded.

"Votes limit? It's not the kind of difference based on test scores!" Lu Qi, who had a mess of results, also made a shock in his heart.

"The quota is about 1,000! But it's not about using the test scores to distinguish them. Don't worry about this. I don't know what to use for the selection." Yue Jiuliang said helplessly.

"Because the most critical part has not been taken yet, the teachers came." Yue Jiuliang said in his heart.

"Then maybe I can go!" Lu Qi said helplessly.

"1,000 places! It's almost one-third of the school's quota! This proportion is already very high." Xi Haoran analyzed, "I guess as long as we are not lucky, we should be able to choose."

"Why!" Everyone looked at Xi Haoran in confusion.
Chapter completed!