Help, I've become a paper man

Wouldn't it be bad to go earlier?

It won't be much earlier than that. If it's normal food, it won't spoil that quickly.

Song Yi became alert again, always feeling that there was another meaning. He secretly decided to go to the cafeteria in the evening to get some information. Of course, he had to arrive early.

After having a goal, the afternoon classes became more interesting and no longer just a waste of time, especially Song Yi discovered something different.

While he was daydreaming, the teacher didn't hit him with the stick. He kept vomiting, but the teacher didn't stop and didn't criticize or educate him.

Combined with what the guy with glasses said, there are two types of teachers, and she is obviously... wrong.

As soon as Song Yi's idea came to his mind, he denied it himself.

After all, people are strange. They will have different reactions in different situations. The variables are all controlled by the brain, and there are too many influencing factors.

What's more... he vaguely remembered that there would be a routine, which was to first create a "particularly good" person, and then add some contrast at the end. These were all routine operations and could not rely solely on external performance. This might also be a special bait.

I'll talk about it next time.

Song Yi easily put it behind his mind and started to slack off openly. Without paying attention in class, the class passed quickly.

He took the opportunity to tidy up the space and rearrange his daily necessities. The guns were spared because they had just been refilled and there was no need to adjust the order.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students politely stood up and said goodbye to the teacher. The player was free from control and was obviously a beat behind.

The teacher picked up the book, and seeing this situation, he also held the book, sighed, shook his head and left the classroom.

Song Yi stared at the NPC students. He originally thought that a different situation would occur after the teacher left, but he did not expect that these students were extremely self-conscious. Even without the teacher present, they were still buried in their books.

Only a few people stood up with paper in their hands, probably going to the toilet.

If we talk about good students, there are one or two, which is normal. If we talk about key classes, everyone loves to learn, which also makes sense, but...

From Song Yi's perspective, in a class of more than 30 people, except for a few players like them, the rest of the students had different faces, wore the same clothes, moved in unison, and had the same expressions.

With a high synchronization rate, we do the same thing, turn the pages together, write together, and have sudden realizations together...

The scene became horrific.

Song Yi rubbed his arms, stood up and walked towards the door, determined to find an excuse to skip the next class.

"Wait a minute, classmate Song Yi." A gentle female voice sounded, and at the same time, the other party raised her hand to block Song Yi's way. He looked down and saw a delicate face. The girl was still saying:

"There will be a physical education class later. If you go out now, remember to come back."

Song Yi subconsciously asked: "Isn't it physical education class? Why do you have to remember to come back?"

The girl sighed and said, "I knew you would forget. The PE teacher has asked for leave. The next class is for self-study. You need to finish the physics paper. It will be taught tomorrow."

Song Yi was silent, Song Yi smiled, Song Yi stepped back, Song Yi returned to his seat.

At this moment, the familiar taste and familiar recipe allowed him to glimpse a corner of his memories. Even if he couldn't remember it, he still felt "deja vu".

I always feel that it is a "common practice" and it is better to abide by it.

The bell rang soon and the class continued. No teacher entered the classroom. Song Yi knew the situation a long time ago, but the other players were not aware of it and there was confusion for two seconds.

The situation did not improve until the girl stood up and announced that this class was for self-study and everyone was asked to remain quiet.

It was still chaotic. The NPCs were learning and the players were exploring the surroundings. The rustling sounds continued and had a hypnotic effect. After listening for a while, Song Yi fell into sleepiness.

He supported his chin, his eyes fixed on the table, his eyelids had begun to grow heavy. The next moment, footsteps were heard, and Song Yi subconsciously looked up and saw Jasmine's face.

This person came quietly and handed him a piece of paper with a line of words on it, saying:

Something is wrong, it’s different from the schedule, let’s go.

Song Yi sighed, picked up his only stationery, a pen that didn't write very well, and wrote on it: Don't panic, it's normal.

Jasmine replied: I looked at the class schedule and it is indeed a physical education class.

Song Yi replied: It’s a physical education class, that’s normal, just listen to me and go back to sleep for a while.

Jasmine didn't understand what was going on. She looked at Song Yi again, and when she saw him nod firmly, she quietly walked back and lay down doubtfully.

She waited for a while, and when she saw that nothing happened, she closed her eyes with peace of mind.

At this time, Song Yi had fallen asleep. After two people tried it out, more and more players imitated him and fell asleep one after another.

The bell rang here, signaling the end of get out of class. When Song Yi raised his head, the students had already taken action, as if they had started a special program, and half of the room was instantly emptied.

Before he could react, he was standing there in a daze when he heard a curse, and the next sentence ended with "Dinner, run."

The next second, Song Yi could no longer see the person who was talking and rushed out the door, leaving only five people in the room.

The dazed goat, the confused Jasmine, the vomiting bun-head, plus the helpless Mu Yun and him.

Mu Yun asked, "We've overslept, and it's too late to rush over. We'll have special food. Do you want to go to the cafeteria?"

Song Yi came back to his senses and asked, "How special is it?"

Before Mu Yun could answer, the guy with the ball head vomited again. It was obvious that the lunch was very memorable. Song Yi raised his eyebrows and when he looked at Mu Yun again, there was a bit more curiosity.

"I don't know." Mu Yun said, as if considering other people's feelings and not directly telling the reason.

Song Yi finally understood. It was useless to ask Mu Yun this question. This guy was fast enough. It would be difficult to outrun him, but...

Marutou was vomiting so hard that he probably couldn't answer.

Song Yi shook his head and said, "Shall we go out and talk?"

The other two agreed, and Mu Yun had no objection, so they returned to the garden again, from three people to four.

Dinner was held here, and the food was provided for three people. Even if it was divided among four people, it was more than enough. As expected, Mu Yun felt embarrassed.

Song Yi took the opportunity to say, "It's okay, you eat, we are counting on you tonight."

Mu Yun paused and asked hesitantly, "Tonight...is there anything I can do to help you?"

With the fingers retracted, she also showed a bit of embarrassment. If she met a bad guy, she would also shout a few times, but they were not bad and had no other thoughts about Mu Yun...

They would nod, and start to speak the rest of the words under Mu Yun's vigilant gaze.

Jasmine said, "We discovered something supernatural."

Song Yi hurriedly shook his head and explained: "Not entirely, mainly there are clues pointing to the contractors, I'm not sure about their status, uh..."

"Anyway, there's another space where there might be people, and we want to check it out."

"Would you like to come with us and take a look?"

He looked at Muyun, who also stared at him. After a few seconds, the angel sighed, nodded, and said:

"You won't exaggerate, it's too obvious, and you're just guessing, but... well, I'll go."

Song Yi clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's eat! Eat! Only when you are full can you have the strength to work!"

The topic was lightly brought up, along with Song Yi's embarrassment, which was chewed and swallowed. It was another happy appointment.