After I died, I was reincarnated as a milk cool high school student and exploded the infinite game

"Teacher, I'm hurt."

Feng Huixue suddenly raised his hands.All the players looked at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

The head teacher glanced at him, ignored him, and continued with the class.

Feng Huixue raised his hand again.

"Teacher, I'm injured and I'm going to the infirmary."

The head teacher frowned, and said the name of the class leader irritably: "Squad leader, you accompany her to the infirmary. Girls nowadays are really troublesome. Every little problem is called pain and suffering. It's not like us back then. When we were studying, Not even air conditioning."

The squad leader helped Feng Huixue to the infirmary with some resentment.

"Where's the doctor?"

The infirmary was empty and there was no doctor in sight.A figure suddenly appeared on the white bed curtain, which startled the squad leader.

"doctor?"

"The doctor isn't here. I'm a life teacher." Qing Shui came out from behind the curtain and yawned slightly sleepily. This dungeon is so boring and not stimulating at all. He has slept all day.You can't see the wind returning to the snow from time to time.

"Life teacher is also fine. Teacher, she said she was injured, can you disinfect her with medicine?"

Shimizu looked over.Feng Huixue winked at him.

"Okay. Is the classmate injured?"

Feng Huixue sat down on the chair, nodded and said, "Well, the pen got stuck. Look, it's a big wound. It might be infected."

Feng Huixue showed him her snow-white arm.As for the wound...you probably need a microscope to see it.

The squad leader looked at the time anxiously: "Teacher, how long will it take? I'm going back in a hurry."

"It may take a long time, and we have to observe again. Are you in a hurry? You can go back to class first if you are in a hurry."

The squad leader breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll go back to class first. I haven't finished my homework yet, and I have an exam in a few days. The exam is very important. Please trouble the teacher."

"You're welcome."

The class monitor seemed to be very studious. He concentrated on his studies, said hello to the life teacher, and left in a hurry.She ran for two steps first, then suddenly thought of something, saw the surveillance, stopped again, and changed to a brisk walk.

School rules require no chasing and fighting in the corridors.

Feng Huixue turned around and closed the door with his uninjured hand. Before he could turn around, he felt a warm person wrapping around him.

"Let me smell it. You better smell it. It stinks in here. It smells like death."

"Okay, enough sticky, come down quickly." Feng Huixue pulled away the arms wrapped around her, and said in a very puzzled manner, "Put a Band-Aid on me, just pretend to be meaningful."

"Oh." Qing Shui hummed a little bit aggrieved, rummaged for a while, and found a Band-Aid with a cartoon pattern printed on it.

Feng Huixue felt a little disgusted.When did I use such a naive thing.

This is something to fool children.

"Give me a serious one and a more ordinary one."

Qing Shui smiled slightly and said, "This school is full of high school girls. Their girls just like such cute little things."

Feng Huixue was convinced, and frowned as Shimizu put the milky yellow Pikachu Band-Aid on his wrist.

"Are you still laughing? Why do I think you're just fooling me about girls."

"No." Qing Shui blinked, "Look, how cute it is."

"Trust you for now." Feng Huixue took out the small piece of paper and said, "Is there any information on previous transfer students. I want to see."

That's why he sneaked out.

"Go to the archives. There are records of previous students."

After all, Qing Shui's identity as a teacher is much more useful than Feng Huixue's identity as a student.After Qing Shui got the key from the administrator in the name of the teacher looking up the materials, he brought Feng Huixue into the archives room.

No one came in the archives room for a long time, and there was dust everywhere.The documents were covered with a thick layer of dust.Turn on the light, and the light flickers for a while before returning to normal.

Feng Huixue coughed twice, not quite used to this dirty environment.Qing Shui took off the silk scarf tied around his neck, and asked for a mask for Fenghuixue.

"The ash is a bit big. It will be better if you cover it."

Qingshui's silk scarf had a bit of his smell on it, and it wasn't unpleasant, but rather fragrant.

"What are you doing with this?"

Shimizu pointed to his Adam's apple.

"I'm a female teacher here. What does it sound like to have an Adam's apple." Feng Huixue thought of the female students played by the players with the rough beard and the five juniors.

"Those players still have a lot of beards, and they are still female students. You are already very good, you don't even have a beard." Feng Huixue reached out and touched Qing Shui's mouth, it was slippery, not at all rough.

He glanced under the clear water again, and muttered in his heart, he's not too young, why don't he grow a beard.

Qing Shui blushed slightly: "If you touch me, you will marry me."

Feng Huixue: "...be more serious. I won't refuse my debt."

Qing Shui brought a large stack of student materials, which were thick, half the height of a person, and covered with dust.

"There are a lot of information on transfer students, and it may take a long time to read. I'll read it with you."

Feng Huixue quickly flipped through the materials of previous transfer students, and a lot of information entered his mind.But just looking at the data itself, you can't see anything.

Feng Huixue suddenly thought of the head teacher's name tag.

"Look for a high school transfer student from Lan Ziqi's class."

The head teacher looked in his 20s, and probably only a few years into the third year of high school.

"I found it." Qing Shui found a graduate file, one of which was named Lan Ziqi, "a graduate of the 05 class. It has been seven years since she graduated. She was also a student in Class 20 of the third year of high school, and she also came to the class A lot of transfer students."

"Seven years ago? Look at the list of transfer students this year."

"It's all here. A total of twelve students."

However, when they turned over page by page, they found something wrong.There are only eleven student profiles.Look closely, a page has been torn out in the middle.

"That grad who got ripped off was the key."

Feng Huixue flipped through it again, and found the list of Lan Ziqi's graduating class.Above is a group photo of the graduating class.The strange thing is that this photo seems to be overexposed, and the faces in the photo cannot be seen clearly.

On the back of the photo are the names of all the teachers and students of Class 05, Senior Three, 20.According to the student information in the file and the names on the photo one by one, they found that the student's name on the missing page of file information was Xuechun.

Feng Huixue wiped it with his fingers, and Xuechun's name seemed to be stained with ink, dripping a little.

buckle.A few knocks on the door woke them up.

Feng Huixue quickly put the photo into her bag, her movements were fast and subtle.

The one who came in from the outside was not the school staff, but a player like them.

Feng Huixue remembered that player, the female student who volunteered to go to 231 with them in the morning.He has a lot of courage and a weak sense of presence.

"Why are you here with the teacher—"

The girl was very surprised to see Feng Huixue standing with the life teacher.

"I'm injured, and I need the teacher to help me before I can leave." Feng Huixue clapped his hands, leaned half on Qing Shui's body, and asked the girl, "Are you also here to find clues?"

The girl nodded.

"Well. Let me see what information is here. I applied for a work-study program for poor students with my students, and I came to clean the archives."

Feng Huixue lowered his head and saw the cleaning work in the girl's hands.It's quite clever to find clues in the name of cleaning.

He got up and pulled Qingshui to leave the venue: "Then take your time, we're leaving first."

Qing Shui looked back at the girl and said, "I think her smell is very familiar. She has the same breath as mine."

Feng Huixue came over and sniffed carefully, puzzled: "What kind of smell?"

"I can't tell."

Although the people in the photos can hardly tell what their faces look like.But the names and people are arranged in order.

Feng Huixue found the head teacher's name.The homeroom teacher was in the first row, second to last from the left, she was holding the girl on the right with one arm, and the girl on the left hand side of the homeroom teacher was Xuechun.

"See if there's something wrong. I can't figure it out."

"The homeroom teacher and Xuechun are too far apart." Qing Shui looked at the photo and said firmly, "I have experience pretending to be a girl. Take a look, is the distance between these two people not right?"

Feng Huixue took a closer look.Not only are they not close together, but their poses are also weird.

It seemed that there was no one there at first, and Xuechun went there separately.

Feng Huixue looked at it for a while, then yawned.

"Why are you so sleepy?"

"Didn't sleep well last night." Feng Huixue talked about the night's events, and complained a few times that the bed was not clean and made him sleep uncomfortable.

"let me see."

Feng Huixue lifted her clothes to show him.

"Why did you get such a big rash. Go to the infirmary and I'll get you some medicine to wipe it off."

"The bed is too hard. I have never slept on such a hard bed." I miss his dragon bed, "and the quilt, I always feel unclean."

"Sleep at my place at night. My bed should be clean." Qing Shui carefully squeezed out the ointment and applied it to Fenghuixue.

Because the position was on the belly, he let Feng Huixue sit and squatted down by himself.

It so happened that King Kong Barbie came to the infirmary after class to find Feng Huixue, and as soon as she entered the door, she seemed to witness an indescribable scene.

"Fuck! F*ck on the spot! Handsome brother, you are a bit too much! NPC you-"

Feng Huixue stares at death.Wang Li immediately closed his crow's mouth.

Living in the fourth district since birth, life is barren, there is no communication with the outside world, and Qing Shui, who lives like an ascetic monk, can understand.

Qing Shui raised his head in a daze, and asked doubtfully, "What did he say?"

Feng Huixue touched Qingshui's soft hair.

"It's good, you don't understand."