Abilities are Maths

"Let's not talk about that for now, this is the information I dug up from the office of the Propaganda Department." Seeing that the atmosphere was getting awkward, Yizhi bit the bullet and forcibly changed the subject.

She put the document bag in her arms on the table, and took out a few stacks of documents inside.

The other three put down their chopsticks and came over, and took one of them in a tacit understanding.

Everyone flipped through the documents in their hands, and the dining table was silent for a moment, only the crisp sound of paper rubbing against each other.

"The so-called admissions promotion is more like a large-scale brainwashing activity." After a long while, Dazai concluded last year's admissions examination plan in his hand.

Hearing this, Fei Jia nodded in agreement, and he added:

"That's right, after the admissions exam screens out students with good grades, they will be brainwashed by an "enrollment lecture"."

"Then what about the people who were rejected in the admissions exam?" Yizhi was a little concerned about these children who were eliminated by the school.

"Well, I don't know either. Maybe they are the luckiest ones from the strongest universities!" The young man with kite eyes tilted his head with a smile in his eyes.

[Yeah, instead of being the so-called "top student" here, it is better to become an ordinary person who has lost his reputation. 】While she was thinking about it, Bai Lan, who was browsing through the historical punishment description, raised his head and said:

"The punishment system in this school is really perfect." As he spoke, the young man spread the information on the table and motioned everyone to look at his fingers.

"One time late, one finger cut off."

"When you come home late from the dormitory, cut off your nose."

……

"Puppy love, well, remove the physical characteristics." After reading this, Bai Lan changed into a subtle sentence.

"These are hard punishments that are clearly stipulated, without conditions. But the most interesting ones are the last Friday of every month and the day before the holiday."

Hearing this, Yizhi couldn't help confirming again:

"That's right, these should be the two most important activities in this school. And the content of the punishment is decided by everyone's vote, right?"

The white-haired young man smiled and nodded: "Yes, everyone voted. And there is one more interesting thing, guess what?" He glanced around, and the arc of the corner of his mouth deepened.

Noticing that he had just emphasized the word "everyone", the black-haired girl's eyes froze, and she said tentatively:

"Could it be that the person who was executed also voted for himself?"

"Miss is so smart." The smile in Bai Lan's purple eyes grew stronger, as if he had encountered something extremely wonderful, he was suddenly full of energy.

After the guess was affirmed, Yizhi clenched his fist with an ugly expression.She really didn't expect that this school could be more inhumane, and even let the victim choose a cruel death method.

"I guess, the person who was punished didn't know that he was about to go to the execution stage until Friday at the end of the month." Dazai suddenly said.

The black-haired young man took a sip of the seaweed soup in front of him, and then said: "Unsurprisingly, that person will not know that he is a "sinner" until the day of his execution."

Hearing this, Yizhi raised his head suddenly: "Isn't Wu Jiajia the victim of this Friday?"

Bai Lan chuckled, "How can a dead person die again?" After speaking, he turned back the information on the table to a certain page, and pointed to the middle column to indicate several people.

"On July 20, 7xx, Wu Jiajia counted down for four consecutive months and died late at the end of the period."

The last dozen or so pages of this statement seem to be a list of deaths from last year, and Wu Jiajia's name is impressively recorded.

Thinking of the solitary girl with thick black eyes, darkened forehead, and dull eyes, Yizhi subconsciously bit her lower lip:

"So, is it a ghost that appeared in my class today? But she still talked to me normally." The figure of a beautiful girl squatting alone on the first floor platform of the teaching building flashed in my mind.

"She said she hated Fridays at the end of the month and the last day before holidays."

Hearing this, Fei Jia raised his eyebrows in surprise, and looked at the black-haired girl thoughtfully: "I'm not surprised that Wu Jiajia has her own clear consciousness, but she actually said such implicit reminders to you. "

"As expected of Miss Yizhi, whether you are a human or a ghost, I like you very much."

Facing the rare ridicule of the black-haired youth, Yizhi, with a heavy heart, did not respond as usual.There is only one possibility for the dead Wu Jiajia to continue living on campus in this state.

Revenge, revenge against the school and those "top students".

"In other words, she was the one who erased other students' memories of her own death." Yizhi looked at several people and guessed reasonably.

"That Friday is execution day, isn't it?"

Receiving the girl's dignified eyes, Fei Jia said calmly:

"That's right, from now on the punishment will start with the top students."

Hearing this, she thought of the score sheet in the office, with a complicated tone:

"If I remember correctly, Fei Jia, you seem to be No.1 all year round."

"Pfft—" A sneer came suddenly, and Bai Lan waved her hand with a regretful expression:

"As expected of Mr. Demon, his grades are better than ours."

Dazai also nodded in great agreement, with a very envious tone:

"No wonder you can become an appointed representative of the mathematics class, Fyodor-kun is well-deserved No.1!"

Yizhi's expressionless face: Can you two be more obvious about your schadenfreude?The expression is too exaggerated!

She turned her head to look at the friend of the soul, her black jewel-like eyes overflowed with worry,

"Today is Tuesday, and there are two days left. Fei Jia, you have to hurry up. I will tell you any clues these days."

"Thank you, miss." The black-haired young man showed gratitude, and then glanced at the other two in a blind spot where the girl could not see.

Sensing Kazue's undisguised worry about a certain demon, the corners of Dazai's and Bai Ran's raised mouths dropped five millimeters at the same time.

The lunch break ended soon, and they agreed to meet in the cafeteria for dinner.The three students had to attend classes and could barely leave the classroom, so the burden of exploring the school fell on one shoulder.

Although she was reminded not to go to the auditorium alone before leaving, Yizhi, who was nodding wildly at the scene, turned his head and set off there.

Combining the conclusion he just reached with the malicious words he heard in the administrative building before, Yizhi always felt that if he didn't hurry up, he would be on the execution stage soon.

Besides, relying on others is never as good as relying on oneself, and I don't know if there is a betrayer or someone with evil intentions among the three of Dazai.Above, she decided to act first.

By the way, the reason why she dared to go to the auditorium alone despite the advice was a small note.This is what she found by accident under the corner of the table before she came out of the office of the Propaganda Department.At that time, only a corner of the white note was exposed, and the paper body was firmly pressed by the corner of the table.

After picking it up and having a rough glance, Yizhi trembled all over, and quickly put it into the small bag in the inner layer of his coat.

No reason, just because she is very familiar with the unique handwriting on the note, which is exactly the same as Wu's.

"At 15:00 in the afternoon, see you in the auditorium. From Jin Qiangwei's lover."

That's right, the one who left this note is definitely five.Not to mention why it is such a coincidence, and not to mention the risk of someone impersonating, even if it is a trap, Yizhi has to break through it.

The knife is already hanging over her head, and the only one she can trust is herself.

Sitting on a bench in a corner of the campus, the girl read the documents in her hand several times.After walking around the cafeteria, seeing that it was almost time, Yizhi set off and walked towards the auditorium.

14:55

Clenching the dagger in her hand, and keeping her steps as light as possible, she carefully hid in the corner by the side door.Eyes fixed on the front, the whole person concentrates on listening to the outside world.

15:00

She clenched the hand holding the dagger tightly, not daring to take a breath.

15:10, no one; 15:20; no one.

When it was 15:30, there was still no one in front of me, only the cold floor and the iron door.

Walking out from the corner, Yizhi looked around, but there was nothing.It stands to reason that Wu is not a person who can release pigeons, which is not in line with his character.

Thinking of this, the girl took out the note and read it again.After thinking about it for a while, she did find a loophole in this message. "15:00 p.m." does not specify the specific year, month, and day. It may be this afternoon, or it may be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.But now it seems that the time he refers to should not be today.

Convincing himself in this way for the time being, Yizhi tied the dagger back to his thigh, and decided to come back to see it tomorrow.She wandered around the school again, but deliberately avoided the classes that were in session.

Before I knew it, I had already reached the gate.However, rather than calling it a door, it is better to call it a wall, a wall more than ten meters high.

The smooth walls and the spikes on the top cut off the students' thoughts of forcing out of the school gate, and the thick and towering gate gives people a sense of depression and awe.

More and more like a concentration camp.

Thinking of this, her gaze swept across the guard room on the side.

But just such a glance made her froze on the spot and broke out in a cold sweat.

Isn't that long-haired man who was standing straight in the security booth talking and laughing with his colleagues the same one who robbed her of the dormitory last night?

Hasn't he already failed and been erased?Then who is standing here now?

As if aware of the girl's fiery gaze, the man suddenly turned his head and looked back at her.The moment he saw her clearly, the long-haired man just frowned, said something to the colleague beside him, and walked over.

"Wandering around the school at this time, it seems that you are not a student." The other party's tone was very firm.

Yizhi pinched the back of his hand with his nails, with a complicated expression:

"Didn't you last night?"

Hearing this, the man showed a very puzzled expression: "Did something happen last night?"

Yizhi stared carefully at his facial expression for a while, and finally, under the reminder of his growing impatience, she lowered her eyes and shook her head:

"No, I'm face-blind and I recognized the wrong person."

As soon as the voice fell, the bell rang for the end of the last class in the afternoon.Without waiting for the other party to react, he turned and ran away, shaking his hand.

"It's important to eat, I'll go first, 886!"

His thoughts were a little confused for a while, and countless information flashed in his mind.It was already 18:00 at this time, the sky had already darkened, and the fiery red glow gradually dimmed.

To go to the cafeteria, you must pass through the art gallery.When passing by it, Yizhi glanced subconsciously at the unique and impressive sculpture in front of the building.

This look made her see a cold sweat.

In the morning, the eyes of the sculptures were all looking towards the gate, but now they have completely changed their direction. They are looking at the auditorium not far away!

Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, Yizhi silently remembered this point: look at the gate during the day, and look at the auditorium at night.

Dragging her body, which was a little tired from being shocked by two news in a row, she came to the crowded cafeteria, and she saw F3 under a certain electric fan as expected.

Wait, there seems to be someone sitting in the middle?With a doubtful mood, Yizhi quickly walked in front of several people.

Dark circles, peach blossom eyes, big waves, pale skin and stiff movements, who is not Wu Jiajia?

Sensing her arrival, Wu Jiajia looked up at her slowly and mechanically, with a hint of joy in her tone:

"Teacher Yizhi, you are here. This is the meal I made for you. Do you like it?" The girl pushed the plate in front of her.

Yizhi looked down, okay, the same configuration as at noon, and the few dishes she hated the most.

As if thinking of something, she gave Dazai a hard look at Dazai, who seemed to have nothing to do with herself.Then, under the inexplicably expectant expression of the girl in front of her, she smiled and touched the other person's head:

"Thank you Jiajia, I like it very much!"

Then, as if he suddenly discovered something, Yizhi moved closer to Wu Jiajia and took a closer look at him.For a long time, she stared seriously at the pair of beautifully shaped peach blossom eyes that reflected her own appearance, expressing appreciation in her words:

"Did you put on eye shadow this afternoon? The peach color combination is super beautiful. Ten miles of peach forests are not as beautiful as you alone."

Hearing this, the girl in front of her suddenly covered her face, but a hint of pink was revealed between the gaps in her palms.

Dazai/Fei Jia/Bai Lan:. . .