[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

Zhou Jiale and Lin Xiaochi were taken upstairs and locked in two different self-examination rooms.

kind of bad...

Didn't realize they were separated.

Pushed into the darkness, there was a "click", and a boxy window appeared on the door.

The dean looked at him from the window and said, "You stay here and reflect on yourself until tomorrow morning."

Then left.

After the window on the iron door was also closed, I couldn't see my fingers.Following the instructions of System 88, Zhou Jiale stumbled in the dark, turned on the small desk lamp on the table, and illuminated the surroundings.ヾ(‘?｀.ヾ)

This self-examination room is not as simple as Zhou Jiale imagined, with only one bed. The layout here is exactly the same as their dormitory.

The six beds were empty, and only one of them was covered with bedding, which was a pink bunny quilt.

In the innermost part of the room, the curtain was drawn, and behind the curtain was a squatting toilet.

Besides, the closest to Zhou Jiale is a table.

The table is also the same as the long table for six people in the dormitory where he slept before, and there is only one table hole where things are placed.

Zhou Jiale took a quick look, and found that they were all small items for girls, nothing special: "Little bastard, is there anything else here?"

System 88 said: "Look under the makeup box."

Zhou Jiale pulled out a cosmetic box transformed from a candy box, and a photo was brought down.

In the photo, a man and two women were sitting in the classroom, and all three of them were smiling happily. The man was Song Wen, who was holding a girl in his arms, and the other girl was a little away from them.

Zhou Jiale's first guess was that Fan Qiqi had hidden a couple photo with Song Wen, but upon closer inspection, the student card hanging on the chest of the girl who was hugged by Song Wen clearly had Yuan Yu's name written on it, and the girl next to her was It's Fan Qiqi.

"Your circle is really chaotic..." Zhou Jiale muttered.

At this moment the window on the iron door opened again.

Yan Feng's face appeared, and he whispered: "Bai Mo!"

Zhou Jiale approached the door.

"Are you okay?" Yan Feng was very worried about him, "Are you afraid of being alone?"

Zhou Jiale said: "I'm fine, Lin Xiaochi may be in a more serious condition."