Quick Wear: Host, are you playing here?

A huddled figure walked in from outside the classroom. A middle-aged man in a suit stood on the podium with a triangle ruler used for teaching in his hand. The noisy classroom atmosphere became quiet for a moment because of his arrival, but only for a moment, and then the students continued to do what they were supposed to do.

The middle-aged man at the podium showed no surprise on his face. He turned around and drew patterns on the blackboard with chalk, explaining the function in a low voice.

This was obviously their class's math teacher. Hua Xia squinted her eyes and looked around. Those who were quietly listening to the class with strange expressions in the classroom should be players. Hua Xia suspected that this should be a large-scale dungeon game.

The students were doing their own things and ignored the math teacher on the podium.

The supervisor's closing words were to wish the player good luck in their studies. Hua Xia would not simply assume that the exam content would be about ordinary subjects. She glanced sideways and happened to meet Bai Chu's shifted gaze: "Do you need anything?"

Hua Xia lowered her eyes and looked at the table: "Can I borrow your book?"

Bai Chu nodded: "Of course."

"You can take anything from my desk."

Hua Xia reached into the desk and pulled out several books of suspense stories with bloody contents. She opened one of them and found that the protagonist was a policeman. One of the cases she casually opened was about a couple who were watching a movie in the cinema. The cleaning lady on the night shift asked the couple to leave early, but she received no response.

When the cleaning lady approached with a broom, she was horrified to find that the two figures huddled together were two skinned corpses.

The bloody dark red color made one think from a distance that the two people were just wearing red clothes.

Hua Xia: “…” The content is a bit too heavy.

Suddenly, a light scent of pine and snow came close to my ear: "My little deskmate, do you need a spoiler?"

"Tell you the murderer?"

Hua Xia touched her neck and leaned against the wall. Her fingers holding the book moved. She was not used to the name of "little classmate". She felt like hitting him. What was going on?

"Thank you for your offer, but no thanks."

The boy was very easy to talk to: "You're welcome, little classmate."

The classroom suddenly became quiet again. Hua Xia didn't care about Bai Chu and turned her head to look at the door. She saw a boy in school uniform leaning against the door with a file book in his hand. He looked ordinary, but he had a clear sense of superiority when his eyes swept over everyone.

It was as if he was born superior to others, and he looked down upon all the mortals who were not worthy of his attention with contempt.

What distinguishes the boy from other students is that he has a red armband with three bright yellow words "Student Union" written on it, and the student badge on his chest is yellow instead of red.

What was even more strange was the attitude of the students and the teacher at the podium. The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to the boys from the Student Union.

Even if you are a member of the student union, it is common sense that you should not go over the teacher's head.

The students below the podium had the same respectful attitude. The teacher's awe was probably not directed at the boy, but at his status as a student union member.

Hua Xia reached out and poked Bai Chu: "Hey, are the students very good?"

Bai Chu's body suddenly froze for a moment, but he returned to normal in a moment, his temperament was gentle, and he said gently: "Students must abide by the rules set by the Student Union."

He didn't expect Hua Xia to ask the student union directly. After answering, he lowered his eyes slightly.

It was really strange that the school did not abide by the school rules but instead abided by the rules set by the student union. The power of the student union seemed to be far higher than that of the school. After getting the answer, Hua Xia became lazy. In fact, there was no need to look for clues because the big boss was right next to her.

Is your deskmate okay?

Hua Xia rested her head on her arm and looked at Bai Chu indifferently. She looked younger than in the previous dimension, but even if she had deliberately concealed it, the energy in her body was no less than that of Bai Chu at the last moment of the previous copy. She was worthy of being the boss of an S-level copy.

Bai Chu stood still and let her look at him.

Hua Xia suddenly asked: "Bai Chu?"

"Ah."

"Do you have any memory of the last copy?"

It was too straightforward. Bai Chu's aura changed in an instant, like a snowy mountain collapse or a mountain torrent, and then disappeared in an instant. The wind and rain were calm, the aura was calm, and the person was gentle and gentle: "What did you say?"

Have.

Hua Xia came to a conclusion, but the other party obviously didn't want to reveal it, so she just let him do it.

She wanted to see what Bai Chu wanted to do.

Hua Xia is in Class 35 of Senior High School, which has a total of 36 students. There is a notice wall outside each classroom with student photos and information, and a grade list next to it. There are no specific scores, and there are only two rating standards behind the names: passing and excellent.

There are traces of tearing at the bottom, so there should be a third rating category - failing.

However, those who failed were deleted so as not to waste space posting them. The copies were circulated over and over again, and countless people were removed from the notice wall.

Hua Xia first found her dormitory location, and then found Bai Chu's name. He lived in dormitory building No. 3, which was separated from No. 2 where Hua Xia lived by a road. The word "pass" instead of "excellent" was displayed behind Bai Chu's name.

If it weren't for that handsome face, his name, seat, and grades would be impossible to find in a crowd.

However, Bai Chu’s attitude just now was a little too eye-catching!

"My little deskmate, what are you looking for my information for?"

A teasing male voice sounded behind Hua Xia. The voice suddenly came closer, close to her ear, emitting heat: "Classmate?"

Hua Xia shrank her neck, unable to refute, because her fingertips were still pressing on Bai Chu's name on the notice wall: "......"

"Let me take a look, can't I?"

Bai Chu stood up straight, with a faint smile on his handsome face: "Curious about me?"

"What do you want to know?"

Hua Xia: “…”

She paused, her back pressed against the notice wall by Bai Chu. She suddenly tilted her head and smiled brightly: "You don't tell me what I want to know."

"Bai Chu, is it fun to pretend to have amnesia?"

Bai Chu's expression remained unchanged, and the curve at the corners of his eyes never changed: "Amnesia? What does that mean?"

Hua Xia's eyes fell on his face and looked at him carefully. There was not a single flaw in his expression. Anyone who saw such a gentle and polite campus male god would unconsciously believe his words. Hua Xia did not intend to explore it. Her purpose of changing the subject was achieved, so she walked around Bai Chu and returned to the classroom.

In the next two days, even though Hua Xia did not deliberately look for clues, she still got some information.

For example, she and Qin Han's deskmate Duan Xi lived in the same dormitory. The dormitory had four people, and originally only Duan Xi lived there. Now she was added in because Duan Xi was a member of the student union and the only one in their class, so the other girls who moved in chose to avoid her.

Hua Xia didn't care and moved in.

For example, Hua Xia clearly realized how much power the student union members have in this school. The school rules are made by the student union, the school order is maintained by the student union, and even the exam questions are announced by the student union.

The most mysterious of them is the legendary president of the student union.