The cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He ignored the cold gaze of the Chinese teacher and looked at Su Jian sitting upright. He watched Su Jian's movement leisurely and was just remembering his ghost painting talisman composition.

"Su Jian, you, you are..." He didn't say anything.

Teacher Guowen's cold gaze instantly swept his body. He suddenly felt like he fell into an ice cellar, and he felt like his whole body was frozen by the gaze and could no longer move.

...The teacher no longer endures this student who is distracted again and again.

A teacher's hand appeared on the teacher's hand. The teacher seemed to have come out of thin air. Wang Xingkong even saw blood that had not dried up yet, but other students seemed to have been used to it, looking down at the composition in their hands. A gust of cold wind poured into their necks through the crack of the door. Wang Xingkong's calves trembled, and he watched the teacher's whirl approach him little by little, and his tongue was frozen for a moment, and he didn't know how to escape from danger.

"Teacher, classmate Wang, do you want to recommend the composition in his hand?" Su Jian's voice saved him.

Teacher Guowen's neck tilted, and then he directly tilted a curve beyond the limits of human beings. He twisted his neck and looked at him slantedly. His two black eyes looked particularly terrifying:

"...Is that true?" The teacher turned his head and said, "Student Wang Han?"

"Ah, ah...yes, yes!" Wang Xingkong quickly held up the composition paper in his hand, and his face was still sweating when he sat down.

"Don't get distracted, or you will go to the second floor office to talk to me." The teacher warned this, and then pulled the paper away from his hand, causing a painful cold wind.

...Cold air?

Only then did Wang Xingkong realize that the temperature in the classroom had completely dropped. Many students were trembling with their arms in their arms, looking at the scene with horror.

The teacher walked back to the podium step by step, and Wang Xingkong noticed Su Jian's eyes.

Su Jian smiled at him, then turned his head.

...Wang Xingkong already understood what.

The other party, this "Su Jian" may be... the first player, Su Ming'an.

His theory, Wang Xingkong almost carved it into DNA.

Did the other party come back from the dead? Or wasn't dead at all?

Why did the other party write such an essay? His intention was...?

Announcement?

...

Su Mingan looked at the composition of the starry sky in his hand. At the beginning of the campus world, he found himself sitting in the classroom in a summer uniform with the name "Su Jian" written on the title page of the book.

Then, he saw the words "Shen Xue" full of the notebook and the book, which seemed to be left by his predecessor. The title page was full of such dense names, which was shocking to see.

Then, he noticed that the girl at the same table had the word "Shen Xue" written exactly on her notebook.

He understood that he played the role of the class leader of Class 4 "Su Jian", an ordinary male student, an ordinary boy who was obsessed with his deskmate Shen Xue. Because he liked Shen Xue, he wrote her name in every corner of his book.

[Get clue 1: "Shen Xue"]

["Shen Xue": You found that Su Jian's book is full of her name.]

【Get 10 Exploration Points】

[Clues have been included in the clue column and can be viewed at any time]

When he was looking through Su Jian's mobile phone, he saw one secret photo after another, all about Shen Xue, but they were all backs. Perhaps because he was afraid of being discovered, he didn't even have a Shen Xue's face.

He looked over there and happened to meet the eyes of the girl at the same table. Shen Xue was indeed very beautiful, with white skin and extremely glossy, black and thick hair, and paired with double glass ball-like eyes. But once all of this was combined, it made people feel a little nervous, as if facing an exquisite doll, not like a lively female classmate who was a person.

"Su Jian, don't be distracted." She whispered to him, her smile curled up, and the curve looked particularly stiff.

Su Mingan looked at her lowered her head again, and thoughts flashed in her eyes.

However, his barrage had already exploded as early as the beginning of the world.

The popularity has increased by 400 million to 500 million. Almost except for players and some players who don’t understand this mechanism, people gathered in the live broadcast room. Perhaps they didn’t expect that Su Mingan was still alive, and their barrage was so swept to the point where they couldn’t see clearly on the entire screen.

【Damn?】

[Oh my God, I didn't expect this live broadcast room to light up again!]

[What are the public relations groups of people in the First Guild? Are you still doing well???]

【I smelled the scent of conspiracy.】

[So is it true that the dead one is the clone? I guessed it, but I just can't believe it]

[Su Ming'an, what are you playing? The new first player is coming out!]

【That’s great, my God… I finally saw you again, God knows how desperate I was once]

[I began to believe that he is the eternal beacon, and he will appear before us vividly whenever he is]

【Su Zhen is an incredible person, I began to want to follow him.】

[Wait... He is playing tricks on us like monkeys? He clearly says he is dead]

[You reply, reply! Didn’t you say that everyone has light? You explain clearly what’s going on!]

【Ming An'an I love you-(infiltrated into the crowd)】

【…】

Su Mingan moved the barrage to the upper right corner of his field of view to ensure that he would not delay his vision, and then began to look at the composition of Wang Xingxing.

[I like going to school very much and reading very much. I am very happy to go to school. I am a happy student. I am positive and upright, and I am very positive about reading and studying...]

He wrote a big "good" with a red pen, and then began to observe other players.

At the same time, the teacher on the stage also began to read the recommended ones by Wang Xingkong, and his essays were:

"...People are accustomed to "stability". But social control should not be based on suppressing people's reasonable competitive behavior. The world is changing. The so-called true authority and effectiveness of the system and law is not just about compulsory obedience, but first of all, about education..."

The classroom, which was originally a little noisy, was quiet.

Su Mingan felt a lot of his eyes fall on him. Perhaps they were like Wang Xingkong, because the content of the essay recognized him.

...But that doesn't matter.

The barrage seemed to be silent for a moment, but it broke out soon:

【Familiar taste! It’s really Mingan!】

[Why did he write such an essay, what did he want to express?]

[I felt the conspiracy, and those in the First Guild might be hiding it.]

["If all the stars will be saved, will there be still travelers who wish it..." I feel like I understand something]

[This is a declaration, it is obviously an essay, but I read the taste of the declaration of war]

["They are carried forward by the will of the upper class, and even forget the ridiculousness of their behavior... Such people cannot become "beacons", even if they gather the eyes of the world..." Is this a numeral of Edward and the others? To be honest, I do feel the element of Edward and the others' show]

[The literary masters of the forum are about to start analyzing again. Let's pass on the article and wait for the results]

【…】

...

"Well, okay, okay, okay!" After reading aloud, the Chinese teacher said three "goods". Although it was not very positive, he seemed to be very happy to watch. While applauding, his eyes tilted to himself.

"...Su Jian." His eyes changed a little: "After school, come to my office and come alone. I want to give you composition tutoring."

……very good.

Su Mingan knew that he might have entered some clues.

"Yes, teacher." He responded immediately, and then noticed that Shen Xue was staring at him.

In those glass ball-like eyes, there was a deep emotion... and a hint of undetectable love.

...

This class is the third class in the afternoon. Su Ming'an looked at the course schedule, and then there was a music class, and then the school was over. Senior high school students don't have any leisure classes, but there will be one class a week, similar to relaxing music songs, and everyone sang together, which is conducive to soothing the tension of the upcoming college entrance examination.

The moment the bell rang, the Chinese teacher glanced at him with a deep look, and then left with his textbook in his arms.

Teacher Guowen should be an NPC rather than a player. His weirdness is not like a player can have. It should be a more critical clue to this dungeon.

...If you can go to the office of Teacher Guowen, you may gain something.

Su Mingan sat in his original position and then saw several figures walking over.
Chapter completed!