Chapter 442

It was pitch black all around, and the entire campus was shrouded in an unpredictable and gloomy atmosphere.

Only the street lights were dimly lit.

Under the open space in front of the dormitory building is a narrow and old desk. On the desk, the five small bright red words of the freshman guidance are particularly clear and dazzling.

“…”

Not far away, several "freshmen" looked at each other and slowly walked forward.

"Is this the new student guidance office?"

The leader of the anchor stared at the figure behind the table and spoke.

"right."

Behind the table, half of the other person's face was hidden in the darkness. In the faint light, only his pale lower jaw could be seen.

His voice broke the dead silence, making everyone present feel nervous.

The young man smiled and replied in a businesslike tone:

"In order to help new students better adapt to school life, the school has set up a special guidance office."

The anchor spoke again, and he asked thoughtfully:

"Guide to what?"

The other person didn't answer, and the smile on his lips didn't even change in the slightest.

“…”

In the dead silence, the anchor and his teammates exchanged careful glances.

"Wait a moment."

Several people took a few steps back without leaving a trace, gathered together, lowered their voices, and whispered among themselves without knowing what they were discussing.

Wen Jianyan sat behind the table and waited patiently.

-In fact, he doesn't plan to stay here for long.

Rather than saying that he was planning to "deceive people" this time, it would be better to say that he just used some... well, to put it nicely, it was roundabout means to obtain some information in advance in order to avoid disputes.

While listening to the system broadcast earlier, Wen Jianyan noticed a small problem.

That is, all the information mentioned by the system is aimed at anchors who have entered the second year of school, and there is no mention at all of the freshmen who have just been assigned and are still in the first year.

In other words, these anchors who have just entered the copy should hear completely different content.

As for the redistribution of dormitories, in the eyes of others, it may be just a step to advance to higher education, but in Wen Jianyan's view, it is the division and isolation between freshman and sophomore students.

Wen Jianyan has encountered situations where the dungeon was opened again and more anchors were released midway.

This situation is often detrimental to the original anchor in the copy.

What's more, this time the dungeon was directly upgraded from A level to SS level, so the anchor who was dropped in under this situation would never be of a low level, and might even be a desperado who actively asked to enter.

Because of this, Wen Jianyan's "advance contact" this time has become very necessary.

He does not need to "obtain" anything from the other party, he only needs to appear as a guide and selectively answer questions is enough.

Sometimes, when people think they are asking others for information, in fact, they will unknowingly reveal their true purpose.

Especially when the person you are talking to is an "NPC".

In the eyes of the anchor, NPC is just an output terminal of information. They only need to judge whether the information given by the other party is true or false, and whether it is useful or not. They never think about whether the questions they ask will become Suddenly the other party understands his way to the interface.

Wen Jianyan sat behind the table without saying a word, with a faint smile on his lips, watching the team in front of him walk back to him after the brief discussion.

"Do sophomore students also live in this building?"

Unexpectedly, the first question asked by the other party went straight to the topic.

"No," Wen Jianyan replied without changing his expression, "This is the accommodation area for freshmen."

"Then where do they live?" the other party asked.

The young man's smile remained unchanged, but he raised his hand and pointed backward: "Sophomore students live in the second area of ​​the student apartment."

That direction was engulfed in darkness, but as long as you walked forward for a short distance, you could see the low wall with the sign of District 2 written next to the iron gate.

This is not information that needs to be concealed. As long as these anchors stay in the copy for a while, it will be easy to figure it out.

Several people looked at each other.

The anchor looked at Wen Jianyan again and asked, "Are there any activities at school that we can participate in with the sophomore students?"

"nature."

The young man sat behind the table, half of his pale face hidden in the darkness, and his voice was smooth without any pause.

"You can take compulsory major courses and some elective courses with your classmates and seniors. If you want to meet them, you can also actively participate in club activities or join the student union."

Integrity First Live Room:

"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused. How did he know that these activities can be enjoyed by freshmen and sophomores?"

"I don't know. This is the first time this copy has been transformed into this state. Logically speaking, no one knows the rules inside."

"Come on, he knows shit, he's just making things up. Anyway, the other person doesn't know if what he's saying is true. As long as it sounds true, that's it."

"...Makes sense."

"I was still too naive. I actually believed him for a moment. I was so angry!"

Next, the anchor tried to ask for more detailed information.

For example, "How to join a club", or "How to join a student union", etc. However, when it comes to similar issues, the young man sitting behind the table always maintains that seemingly approachable, but actually cold smile and says nothing. hair.

They are no longer novices, so they naturally understand that this situation means that they have no right to know this information in the early stage.

So, the leader of the anchor stopped talking wisely: "Okay, thank you, senior, we understand."

Wen Jian said: "I wish you a happy study and life."

The group of people turned around, talking in low voices, and walked towards the dormitory building.

Wen Jianyan watched them leave, the smile on her lips fading.

He narrowed his eyes and showed a thoughtful expression.

At the same time, not far away, Orange Tang and his group used props to hide in the darkness, monitoring Wen Jianyan's movements at all times.

Naturally, they listened to their conversation word for word.

"Interesting," Orange Candy held up her chin and drooped her eyelids lazily to cover the glare under her eyes, "It seems that Nightmare is planning to stir up trouble among the anchors again this time."

She curled her lips disdainfully: "That's really his style."

"Not sure yet."

Hugo leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and said.

"What else can't be said about this?" Orange Tang was unhappy with his cautious style of doing things.

She rolled her eyes and said impatiently, "They have just received the copy now. Maybe they haven't had time to flip through the student handbook yet. As soon as they got it, they asked where the sophomore students were and what other possibilities there were." Sex?”

“…”

Hugo said nothing.

Although he didn't appreciate the way Orange Tang jumped to conclusions, he really couldn't refute the questions raised by the other party.

After all, Wen Jianyan's timing was really perfect.

If this time period is adjusted even half an hour later, a completely different conclusion may be drawn.

But it's different now.

All questions asked by the anchor are based on the information they already know.

However, they had only entered the dungeon a few minutes ago. Under the restrictions of the exploration rules, it was impossible to gain further knowledge of the school in such a short period of time. In other words, under this premise, the questions they asked must be related to Related to system tasks or clearance conditions.

"Then what's next? PVP?" Acropolis asked calmly.

"It should be." The little girl sitting on the wall tilted her head and showed a sweet smile, "Let them come."

She smiled and swayed her legs, looking very nonchalant.

While several people were discussing, Wen Jianyan was "receiving" the second team.

The questions they asked were not much different from the previous team. They were still centered around "sophomore students". However, this time, they seemed to ask slightly more questions than the previous team. Orange Candy and the others were not too concerned about this. But Wen Jianyan still seemed to be dealing with it very seriously.

"Wait a moment."

Orange Tang's back suddenly straightened.

She looked not far away without blinking.

Another team was walking in this direction, their figures hidden in the darkness, but the identity of the leader was obviously not unfamiliar to her.

"Bring him back."

Hugo also stood up straight from the wall. He said with a slightly cold expression.

Not far away, Wen Jianyan, who was still conscientiously pretending to be an NPC, suddenly felt his pocket tremble slightly.

This is exactly the signal agreed upon with his teammates.

The few people in front of me seemed to want to ask more questions.

However, behind the table, the pale young man suddenly stood up.

"I'm sorry," the other party still had a distant, businesslike smile on his face, "tonight's consultation is over."

As he spoke, he leaned forward naturally, picked up the freshman orientation sign on the table, and put it into his pocket. Under the blank gazes of several people, he turned around lightly and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye. Several anchors were left standing there stunned.

…what's the situation?

Why is this over?

Soon, Wen Jianyan returned to his teammates. He jogged all the way, panting slightly.

"What's wrong? It seems it's not time yet?"

he asked doubtfully.

The information collected now was far from enough to make a judgment. Wen Jianyan was planning to fool a few more teams, but he didn't expect that his teammates would call him back so anxiously - then something must have happened.

Therefore, Wen Jianyan turned around and left without even asking.

He has always made accurate judgments when it comes to smearing the soles of his feet and running away.

"...here."

Orange Tang raised her chin, looking a little unkind.

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction he came from.

He was startled.

Unknowingly, the leader had walked into the light of the street lamp.

The gloomy and dim light fell on his face, illuminating a face with ordinary features, but which somehow gave people a very uncomfortable feeling.

The pale skin seemed to have been brushed with a thick layer of putty, and a pair of dim eyes turned, looking cold and moist.

The moment Wen Jianyan saw the man's appearance clearly, his heart sank.

It's a mason.

Also one of the top ten, numbered sixth.

The cost of camouflage in SS-level dungeons was too high. Even Wen Jianyan couldn't afford it. Therefore, he did not disguise his face throughout the process, but only used light and shadow skillfully to make his face less attractive. Just pay attention.

This small trick is enough to deal with people who have never met him, but it is obviously meaningless to the masons who have met him many times in meetings.

If Orange Candy guessed correctly that the freshman and sophomore students were hostile, then Wen Jianyan would be the first to bear the brunt and would immediately become a living target.

Orange Sugar Hugo and the others are too far away, and their opponents are also among the top ten, so the result is difficult to predict.

"Why is it him?" Orange Tang squinted his eyes, grinding his back teeth, his expression a little gloomy, "This guy is not a good guy."

Wen Jianyan remembered that when he first participated in the secret council, he was almost harassed by a mason. It was Hugo, disguised as Orange Candy, who passed by and calmed him down.

"have what?"

Tian Ye opened a pair of ignorant and clear eyes and asked puzzledly, "We have three top ten here, and there is only one on the opposite side. In any case, we have the advantage -"

Before he could finish his words, he was hit **** the head by Orange Candy.

"Ouch!"

Tian Ye held his head and cried out in pain.

"You really lowered the intelligence of our team."

Orange Candy was expressionless.

Wen Jianyan said patiently: "The abilities of the top ten cannot be quantified in this way. The other party has a complete team. It is not wise to fight in the absence of intelligence."

Orange Tang's face became even more unkind: "What? You mean I can't beat him?"

"Of course not," Wen Jianyan said calmly and changed the topic: "Our side is definitely stronger in terms of force value. However, our purpose is not to fight, but to complete the mission, right? There is no need to negotiate in advance. They had a conflict."

Orange Tang's face looked better.

"Okay, that's almost it." Hugo lit a cigarette and said, "Let's go back to the dormitory."

Wen Jianyan nodded: "I have no objection."

The group of people turned around and walked towards the second area of ​​the apartment building.

Wen Jianyan put his hands in his pockets and stared thoughtfully at the backs of his teammates.

In terms of individual combat capabilities, Hugo must be stronger. However, this time, the team that Orange Candy brought into the dungeon did not have PVP as its primary purpose. Moreover, in order to adapt to the initial level of the dungeon, Some of her previous powerful combat team members did not follow. After all, no one could have imagined that the difficulty of an ordinary A-level copy would directly rise to SS level.

Therefore, the preparations on their side must not be as complete as those of the anchors who are behind in the dungeon.

What's more, the anchor's talents are all kinds of weird, and they can be used in conjunction with props in the dungeon. In this case, even if there is a gap in strength, it is easy to be tricked to death if you relax your vigilance.

“…”

Wen Jianyan turned his head and looked in the direction he came from.

I saw the mason standing under the street lamp, staring thoughtfully at the table in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

He has a medium build and does not have any outstanding features. However, after looking at him for a long time, he always gives people a strong sense of coldness and discomfort.

He seemed to feel something and slowly raised his head, as if he was about to turn his head to look over.

"!"

Wen Jianyan took a breath and immediately looked away.

After the dungeon was upgraded to SS level, he guessed that more senior anchors would join, but the addition of the fourth top ten anchor was beyond his expectation.

If a confrontation starts in this situation...

Everything has become less predictable.

*

Soon, the group arrived at the second area of ​​the apartment building.

This place is almost exactly the same as the place they lived before, except that there are fewer buildings.

Two gray dormitory buildings stood quietly in the darkness, with the men's dormitory on the left and the women's dormitory on the right. The lights in the hall were on, and everything inside was the same as in memory.

"Okay, let's go back to the dormitory."

Orange Tang stretched greatly and said.

"By the way," suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, turned to look at Wen Jianyan, and asked curiously, "After we successfully skipped class, what did you see while being low-spirited?"

“…”

Wen Jianyan paused and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not sure now."

Coldness, darkness, fear, despair... The clarity I felt every minute and every second at that time was clear and imprinted in my mind. Even if I just recall it a little, it seems that I will be thrown back there again. For a moment, his palms were sweating and his hairs stood on end.

However, I don’t know if it was because of the san value system. Before his san value returned to the value of a normal person, those pictures that were not clear at all became a blur in his mind, with broken pictures and bizarre hallucinations mixed together. At the same time, he was unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

It's like a nightmare.

After waking up, every frame became blurry and intermittent. Although I still remembered the general plot, some of the scenes were lost in the depths of my memory. The harder I tried to recall, the more I forgot.

"I remember what happened and every instruction I gave, but..."

Wen Jianyan nodded his head:

"When I restore it to my memory, I only remember 'there is a terrible thing that is going to do something terrible to us,' so we have to take some action, but as for what that thing looks like, I have already Can not remember."

This covers almost the entire period from when he left the ideological and moral class to when he entered the administration building.

"normal."

Hugo spoke at this time.

He chewed on the cigarette, and a red firelight illuminated his face.

"If the images you saw when you had low sanity can still be clearly remembered, then your current sanity level will not be maintained."

Tian Tian thought thoughtfully: "Similar to a self-protection mechanism?"

"Roughly the same."

Orange Candy shrugged, seemingly not surprised by the result.

She shrugged, looking a little regretful: "There is no other way, I have to give it a try."

After all, what Wen Jianyan saw at that time must have been closer to the essence of the copy, and the real scene that people like them in a normal state could not see - if Wen Jianyan still remembers it clearly, then this It will definitely be beneficial to their next direction of action, but unfortunately, the devil is always higher than the Taoist. Obviously, this copy has already been prepared for this, and even has a corresponding mechanism.

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

She waved her hand and ran towards the women's dormitory.

Yun Bilan and Wen Jianyan nodded and quickly followed.

The remaining men walked towards the men's dormitory.

Downstairs in the boys' dormitory, the fat dormitory manager had a gloomy face and sat behind the table without saying a word, staring closely at the people who walked in.

Wen Jianyan recognized that this was the man who had watched Orange Candy break in before.

“…”

This is embarrassing.

However, I don’t know if it was because the safe zone was a safe zone, or if there were some invisible rules restricting it. The other party did not target them because of it. They just pushed the heavy book forward and said in a rough voice:

"Register."

Several people looked at each other and skillfully registered according to the last process.

The dormitory manager took a bunch of heavy keys and walked upstairs.

Wen Jianyan noticed that although it could not be seen from outside the building, the number of rooms on each floor seemed to have decreased. Therefore, although many people had died during the "first school year", after entering the "second school year", After the second academic year, the occupancy rate of the dormitory has increased a lot compared to before.

Just like last time, this time, they were assigned to different dormitories.

Wen Jianyan was not surprised by this.

He took the key from the dormitory manager's hand, faced the other person's cold eyes, and showed a pleasing smile:

"Good night, aunt?"

"Auntie" glanced at him gloomily, turned around, stepped on heavy steps, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Wen Jianyan was disappointed.

He sighed, resignedly accepting the fact that his charm had expired, and raised his hand to push open the dormitory door in front of him.

It still sleeps eight people.

However, what is different from last time is that this time it is full of people and only the last bed is left.

Wen Jianyan looked around with a thoughtful expression.

Although he and his teammates were separated during the last time they were divided into dormitories, the other "roommates" in the dormitory were not. Whether it was Brother Tiger, Brother Leopard, or Weasel Swamp. Shared with his teammates.

However, this time, based on the body language and facial expressions of all the anchors present, it can be seen that they do not seem to be familiar with each other...

Has everyone been torn apart?

on purpose? Or is it just a coincidence?

However, for Wen Jianyan, there are not all familiar faces here.

The moment Wen Jianyan's eyes fell on him, Shuangshu sat up from the lower bunk.

He said cautiously: "You sleep here?"

Wen Jianyan: “…”

"?"

Swamp's back was tense and he seemed a little nervous.

Although the previous contact was very brief, he was still somewhat discerning.

None of the members of the opposing team are easy to mess with. In this case, being able to hang out with them, my seemingly "low-key and gentle" roommate, is probably not a fuel-saving lamp.

Even though he changed dormitories, the moment Shu Shu saw Wen Jianyan, a scene that happened not long ago flashed subconsciously in his mind.

The orange-haired little girl tilted her head, with a sweet and innocent smile on her face, but it was inexplicably chilling in her heart.

She smiled and said:

From now on, that bed will be his, do you understand?

Although some time has passed, Swamp still remembers how chilling the pressure he felt when the other party said these words.

"Uh," Wen Jianyan blinked: "Okay?"

He actually didn't care about where he slept at night. After all, strictly speaking, the crisis he faced and other anchors were completely different - except for the people in their team, everyone else had not completely become sophomores. The goals they want to achieve in the next three days are actually just their starting point.

Therefore, if he is really in danger, it doesn't matter where he sleeps.

Under the silent gaze of others, the non-threatening young man walked through the entire dormitory and came to sit on the last bed.

Integrity First Live Room:

"Good guy, this momentum came out all of a sudden."

"It's so funny. The people in the live broadcast room are good at moving the camera, and they actually gave each anchor a slap in the face."

"Hahahahahaha, I feel so good. The roommates all looked like they had seen a ghost: What is this guy's background?"

"As expected of you, you pretended to be cool on the first day of high school, right?"

Wen Jianyan looked at the time.

There's still over an hour left until lights out.

So, he found the freshman handbook and started reading it again.

This freshman handbook is the one that was previously locked in the vice-principal's office, and it is obviously the biggest reason for switching between A-level and SS-level copies - but this is just an appearance.

According to Wen Jianyan’s previous observations in the copy...

He guessed that this copy should actually be SS level.

In fact, there have been signs of this a long time ago. Whether it is the props that should be suitable for the dungeon level but cannot fully function, or the extremely high difficulty in areas that cannot be covered by the dungeon rules, it has been shown that this dungeon In fact, it already has different levels of difficulty than the rating. It is only because of its overly loose customs clearance rules and relatively free activity areas that it is judged to have an overall difficulty of A.

And "entering a higher school" is just an opportunity, an opportunity to completely expose the dark side hidden in the copy.

The Freshman Handbook is naturally important, but if it can answer all questions, it is not enough.

Otherwise, this real version would not have been distributed to every anchor at the beginning of the second school year.

However... if you want to get in touch with "New School Year", it must be the first thing you get in touch with.

By the light, Wen Jianyan recalled the contents of the original manual while drawing circles on the current manual with a pen, highlighting every piece of information that was not in his memory.

The map is getting bigger, yes.

In addition to this, the amount of information being hidden has also increased.

In many places where the handwriting was originally blurry, the unreadable area has significantly expanded. Obviously, these words can only be viewed after the san value is reduced to single digits.

Unfortunately…

Wen Jianyan was too short on time and in poor condition, so he only had time to read the part about "advancing to higher education" and did not read the rest.

He carefully marked the content and memorized its location so that he could find it immediately when he needed it later.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and looked attentive, looking like an ordinary young college student.

At this moment, his ears caught the sound of other people talking.

He paused his writing and raised his head.

"...Do you know how to advance to sophomore year?"

"I am not sure as well."

The temporary "roommates" in the dormitory began to talk to each other cautiously. It seemed that they had also received the time-limited task of "Enter higher education or die" given by the system.

Unfortunately, they were obviously confused about this.

"Are the current credits still useful?"

"Maybe, after all, you need credits to study in the real world, right?"

"But we don't know how to use it."

After all, it's not the first day yet. Although the anchors are anxious, they have no way to get more information, and the conversation can't help but gradually become angry.

"His grandma's, I don't know who did it. It was obviously just an ordinary A-level copy, but now it has suddenly become an SS-level copy. Who the **** can survive!"

"Yeah...fuck."

"If I knew who harmed us, I would drag this **** down with me even to death. Just wait."

Wen Jianyan: “…”

Integrity First Live Room:

"It's embarrassing now."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Unexpectedly, the culprit is right in front of you!"

The instigator withdrew his gaze without changing his expression, and just shrank into the bed without leaving a trace, trying to reduce his sense of presence.

Soon, it was lights out time.

With the experience of the first school year, the anchors in the dormitory consciously washed up and went to bed.

With a "pop" sound, darkness fell immediately.

Wen Jianyan was lying on the bed. The cold breath spread from the bed board and penetrated into the bone marrow.

He stared at the human bone bell hanging by his bedside, but he thought of the Lucky Boy electronic bell that he accidentally left in the administration building. He turned the ring on his finger and sighed sadly.

But before he could grieve for too long, the familiar, overwhelming feeling of sleepiness came over him.

But in the blink of an eye, Wen Jianyan was dragged into sleep.

A dreamless night.

When Wen Jianyan was awakened by the ringing again, it was already the next day.

He propped himself up on the bed, straightened up, and subconsciously glanced at the blood bar in the upper right corner, and was suddenly startled.

Wen Jianyan remembered that before going to bed, his health value was 71 and his sanity value was 63. But now, although his health value has not changed, his sanity value has dropped to 48.

Indeed, even in the first year, sleeping requires san points.

But that only required 1 point of consumption. In the second school year, the number of san points that needed to be consumed in one night actually increased to 15 points? This 15% increase is really too much to bear.

“…”

Looking at the pitiful number in the upper right corner of his body, Wen Jianyan couldn't help but his eyesight went dark.

No... His sanity score finally reached above the passing line, but after only one night, he fell out again.

Damn it, no wonder Nightmare was so generous before!

The familiar cold feeling seeped out of the bones again, and the limbs seemed to be immersed in ice water, like rusty machinery, and there was a sense of dislocation as if they did not belong to themselves.

Wen Jianyan sighed and got up with a grimace.

Forget it, it’s much better than the previous single digits anyway.

He turned his head and glanced out the window, his eyes paused slightly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sky outside seems to be much darker than in memory.

In the past, when I got up, the sky was not very bright, but it was still light. But now, it seems to be still pitch black outside, which makes people breathless.

While Wen Jianyan was looking out the window in ecstasy, suddenly, the loudspeaker in the dormitory made a "hissing" sound, and then a somewhat distorted voice sounded from the speaker:

"First of all, congratulations to everyone on entering the second academic year."

Everyone was startled and subconsciously raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

Wen Jianyan frowned slightly.

Inexplicably, he felt that this voice seemed familiar.

seem…

It was the vice principal who had given them ideological and moral lessons.

The distorted voice came from the microphone:

"In order to improve everyone's learning experience, the school's facilities have also been upgraded, and online class registration has also been put into use. You can register for classes online. The number of places in each class is limited, so hurry up and don't waste the opportunity."

Integrity First Live Room:

"?? What the hell? Did I hear wrongly? Register for classes online?"

"It won't happen, it's true."

"Hahahahahahahaha, damn, this copy is quite fashionable!"

Wen Jianyan was also stunned when he heard this.

…Is this too modern?

However, Wen Jianyan soon realized what this so-called online course registration meant.

You know, on the first day of admission, freshmen have to enter the teaching building to register for classes offline.

The dungeon's move is obviously to temporarily separate the freshmen and sophomores.

While he was deep in thought, suddenly, his cell phone buzzed twice.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and saw an app appearing on his phone.

Yuying Comprehensive University Course Registration System

The icon has quite a sense of design, it is a small simplified smiley face.

He thought for a while and clicked on the app.

Welcome to use the Yuying Comprehensive University online course registration system. For your normal study and use in the future, please read the following content carefully.

1. Each person can only choose one elective course per week

2. The course selection result will be finalized by the substitute teacher and cannot be changed after registration.

3. Please don’t fail the course

Note: After reaching 15 points of credits, you can go to the admissions office in the administration building on the last day of the academic year to go through the admissions procedures.

Wen Jianyan stared at the content of the last line and couldn't help but be startled.

He really didn't expect that this time the dungeon would not be the Riddler, but directly disclose the method of entering higher education to the anchors.

This is indeed a good thing.

However, if you connect this with the frame structure that the entire copy now presents, it makes you unhappy.

You know, it is no longer the case that they only needed credits to pass the level. Now, if they want to pass the level, they need to get

but…

His eyes fell on the last sentence.

"The last day of the school year."

In other words, is there still a time limit for the opening of the administrative building?

Wen Jianyan narrowed his eyes and rubbed the edge of the phone.

If you want to know the answers to these questions, you have to go explore it on the spot again.

While he was deep in thought, the group chat shook twice.

It was Orange Candy who sent the message.

Don’t get me wrong: Which school should I apply for?

Perhaps because the duration of the second school year was reduced to half of the original length, the elective courses they could take this time were also reduced to one section.

Wen Jianyan was about to type a reply when he saw the other party sent another message.

Don't bother me: Damn, it's okay.

"?"

Wen Jianyan was startled.

never mind? What's the meaning?

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and reopened the course selection app.

After clicking and reading the previous instructions, Wen Jianyan once again entered the course registration interface. However, unlike the options that he imagined were arranged for his reference, this interface displayed this line:

Your registration has been successful

succeeded?

Wen Jianyan blinked, unable to react.

What the hell?

He obviously hasn’t started registering for classes yet!

He then turned down the page.

Courses you have selected: Outdoor practical class

Course start time: Meet at the school gate at 8 a.m. tomorrow

"!"

Wen Jianyan's eyes widened.

Grass.

He remembered.

In their freshman year, their entire team signed up for two elective courses, one for movie appreciation and one for outdoor practice. The outdoor practice class actually started at eight o'clock on Saturday morning, but their exploration of the administration building was On Friday night, that is, on this night, they ended their first year of study and entered the second year... In other words, they just missed this outdoor practical class!

Therefore, after entering the second school year, they directly inherited the progress from the last time and automatically chose outdoor practical classes.

“…”

Wen Jianyan stared at the words "Movie Appreciation Class" that had turned gray and white, and frowned.

With the efforts of the entire team, the progress of two movies has been pushed forward.

One is "Brave Richard" and the other is "Wang Ni's Day".

Although the "protagonists" in these movies have been replaced by waves of anchors, and the form is far greater than the plot, the truth of the past is indeed slowly emerging...

Although it seems to have little to do with whether the dungeon can be cleared, Wen Jianyan is really not willing to give up this course like this.

Wen Jianyan's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking of something.

Soon, he thought of something, lowered his head, and tapped the screen with his fingers.

Your loyal friend Pinocchio: Brother! ! @hugo

Hugo:?

His messages were a bit slow to respond to.

It seemed a little reluctant.

Your loyal friend Pinocchio: You still have a spot in your elective, right?

After all, Hugo did not act with the large army in his first year, so he naturally did not take the outdoor practice elective.

After a few seconds, Hugo reluctantly replied a word.

Um.

Your loyal friend Pinocchio: sign up for movie appreciation.

Followed by a system that comes with cute cat emoticons.

Hugo:…

Your faithful friend Pinocchio: Please!

Rabbit cute jpg

Don't get me wrong: Rabbit is so cute jpg

In the field of hope: Rabbit is cute jpg

Battle of the Acropolis: Bunny being cute jpg

Hugo: “…”

He stared at the series of emoticons on the screen and felt his temples twitching.

After a few seconds, he shook his head and replied helplessly:

Fine.