Absolute Persona [Unlimited]

The entire Shuguang No. [-] Middle School is studying at this moment.

After leaving the library, they didn't have much time to wander freely.The two of them hadn't taken a few steps down from the rooftop when the dean's voice sounded on the school radio, with an accent that was a bit funny in its seriousness.

"Ah, well, we have temporarily called some of the punishers to take care of the self-study of each class. I hope that the students can still maintain the self-discipline of our Shuguangzi without a class teacher."

As soon as the words fell, a crowd of punishers drove towards the teaching building in black.The students chatting around were like frightened rabbits, rushing back to the classroom in an instant.

Class [-], Grade [-], was quiet, only the sounds of students brushing questions and turning pages as their pens fell on the paper.

Zhong Xun closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the punisher slowly gliding through the aisle between the tables and chairs, imitating in his mind how it would counterattack in the next second if he shot at it.

Boring, school with Punisher is boring.Unlike them back then, self-study without a class teacher was invalid.

However, the brothers who have not gone to school can't empathize with him.

He raised his eyelids boredly, and found that Jiang Jian, who had changed places with him on purpose, stretched out his arm, ready to move.

That action was obviously intended to touch the punisher's head.

But he didn't go deep into the action, so he withdrew his hand.

Zhong Xun put down the ballpoint pen, leaned towards Jiang Jian, and knocked on the table: "Go, toilet."

Jiang Jian was at a loss, raised her finger and pointed at herself: Me?

Zhong Xun: "Aren't you boring too?"

Three minutes later, the two stood in front of the bathroom mirror.

Standing by the sink, Jiang Jian rinsed her hands over and over again, and looked at the man next to him who raised his eyebrows and adjusted his hair from the mirror.

So, are you just looking for an excuse to be lazy?

"You mean, going to the bathroom together is a common behavior among good brothers?"

The corner of Zhong Xun's mouth twitched: "I didn't say that."

His original words were, who didn't go to the bathroom with his buddies and sisters when he was a student?

It turned out to be common sense.Jiang Jian silently wrote it down in her heart, filling in the gaps in her student days.Soon, his thoughts drifted along the water to Dr. Huang's vague speech before he left on the rooftop.

He has experienced the taste of being excluded and bullied, and he can also understand the hidden meaning.

However, what is the definition of the emotion of ending everything by ending life?pain?collapse?Or despair?

"If what Lin Tang cried to Lao Huang is true, will there be a hidden mission in the bathroom?"

Zhong Xun glanced at him: "Why do you say that?"

"Horror movies and campus horror stories often have plots, haunted toilets, and some ghosts passing by. The location of the incident in film and television works seems to be more inclined to women's toilets, but I haven't seen many, and I haven't done quantitative analysis. The conclusions are not necessarily accurate."

Zhong Xun: "..."

He was really impressed by Jiang Jian's scope and watch list.

"Don't even think about it, let Wensidei try it." Zhong Xun pointed to the punisher standing outside, and followed them all the way from the time they applied for self-study when they came out to go to the toilet, and they couldn't get rid of them even if they wanted to, "I I don’t want to be sanctioned for trespassing on the women’s restroom.”

Even if Zhong Xun is omnipotent, he still has burdens and needs to save face

In case this matter is like a failure, it is really impossible to use the loudspeaker to announce the whole school.

"I don't plan to go either. The Punisher system and underground passages haven't been researched yet." Jiang Jian turned off the faucet, squeezed some hand sanitizer into her palms, and said while rubbing, "But I've seen the data. School toilets are one of the high incidences of clearly documented incidents of violence among students."

Zhong Xun's eyes fluttered up and down with the movement of his fingers, and the bass was mixed with seriousness: "After all, it is one of the few 'legal' places that can be touched without monitoring. There are an average of 56 incidents in schools in province S a year, which means On average, every week, at least one school has a vicious injury incident."

"Well, but that's the data of province S a few years ago, I don't know what's going on now."

Jiang Jian nodded, raised her hand and turned on the faucet, ready to rinse for the last time.

"Wow—"

The sound of running water suddenly sounded and exploded in the ears of the two.

Jiang Jian felt that his fingertips were washed a little numb, he raised his head, and met the pair of eyes in the mirror that were also shocked and flashed with joy.

He felt his voice tremble a little, and looked at the man in the mirror motionlessly: "The capital of Province S is...?"

Zhong Xun looked at him: "City B, but many people think that City C is it."

"But City C has two airports."

"The area of ​​the northern airport no longer belongs to City C, and is now included in the development zone of City B."

Jiang Jian raised his hand to turn off the tap, and the whole bathroom fell into silence.

The sound of water droplets falling into the pool can be clearly heard.

Since entering the program, he can feel that although his memory is missing, he has not left his mind about a lot of knowledge, common sense and some objective events that have nothing to do with him.

So there are many thoughts that can be blurted out, and many actions are almost conditioned reflexes.

This kind of subconsciousness is very personal, and it is the proof of his growth trajectory, and also the past he has experienced-the proof of the passage of time on him.

Having witnessed the distortion of time and space outside Qingluan Village, he doubted for a moment: Do the guests gathered in the studio come from different time and space?

Although in the world Jiang Jian lives in, the parallel universe is just a hypothesis, and time travel mostly exists in the fantasy works of human groups.

But after experiencing inexplicable waking up in a hotel room, and traveling between the program world and the studio center many times, he gradually changed his mind: he can no longer use the theoretical development and technological level of the world he lives in to measure his current situation.

And the conversation just now made him realize that Zhong Xun is extremely special to him.

They have the same memory for the same data, which probably means that they come from the same cosmic time, the same era, or even the same country.That kind of feeling is probably like a traveler roaming in the stars and happens to meet a passerby from his hometown. The sudden local accent and nostalgia are enough to be a moment of salvation in eternal loneliness.

He never draws conclusions easily, and he knows that he has extremely high requirements for the sample size and experimental verification results.

And at this moment, for the first time in his life, he wanted to ignore all data, all assumptions, and all probability and significance.

— the hope is that his assumption "necessarily" holds.

"Few people can find the data just now, and the school usually doesn't disclose this kind of information." Jiang Jian subconsciously wants to know him more deeply, not just about his partner, "How do you know that?" ?”

The people around were silent, staring into their own eyes for a long time.Jiang Jian couldn't understand the look in his eyes, only felt some secret gleam.

"I don't remember it anymore, maybe it's because of work needs." After a while, Zhong Xun looked away, "Don't you remember?"

"I'm the same as you." Jiang Jian shook his head, "But since I can blurt it out...maybe I participated in my father's research project before? He has quite a lot of interdisciplinary projects in sociology and psychology."

"That's it." The corners of Zhong Xun's mouth slowly dropped, and his eyes were a little sad, "Let's go."

The two walked out of the bathroom side by side, and strolled back in the courtyard.

Jiang Jian shook her wrist, and threw water droplets on the punisher who was supervising them outside the door, and the machine sensitively opened a protective membrane.

"It's a bit late to say that." Jiang Jian put his hands behind his back, turned the wristband back and forth, turned to look at Zhong Xun, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

In the corridor, the gentle wind blew Jiang Jian's hair.

Zhong Xun dazed for a moment, he smiled lightly, put his hand on Jiang Jian's shoulder, and hooked it.

Like he played with his friends when he was a boy.

"Come on." He squeezed his cold cheeks in a tricky manner, "Now you know what happiness is?"

Jiang Jian gently took his hand away without saying a word.

"Why do they always act together?"

At the door of the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], Wen Sidai leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, and saw two people turning from the end of the corridor, walking leisurely.The punisher followed behind without a temper, as arrogant as he wanted.

Song Zhihui ignored her, and leaned against the back door of the next class, with his face pressed against the window frame, his gaze fell on Lin Tang.

"Beautiful sister can't run, so how about sticking to it?" Winsted pulled him by the collar, "I'm talking to you, can you respect me a little?"

Song Zhihui struggled a few times, saw Jiang Jian looking at him from a distance, and didn't want to be too embarrassing, so he obediently leaned against the corner and complained softly: "Who knows, it wasn't like this before."

"Before?" Winsted frowned.

She still hasn't fully confirmed Song Zhihui's origin, but she has an intuition that the "before" in his mouth does not refer to what happened in the studio and the show.

"Yeah." Song Zhihui folded his hands behind his head, and some fragments of memory suddenly appeared in his mind recently, "In the past, it was Zhong Xun who greeted my brother Jian with a smile on his face. Brother is really cool, just ignore him with a cold face."

"Hmm." Winsted raised her eyes, "Nothing has changed now, right?"

Song Zhihui snorted, and muttered: "Obviously he seduced my Brother Jian, and now my Brother Jian listens to him for everything."

Wensidei covered her mouth and smiled, cleared her throat and waited for the two to come over.

"Finally you stopped wandering around, kid?" Zhong Xun approached, looked down at Song Zhihui's small body, "If you have time, ask more about the school's rumors, don't you want to make up for it?"

Song Zhifan rolled his eyes, took out a small notebook from his pocket and threw it into his arms, Zhong Xun raised his eyebrows and opened it.

Jiang Jian bent down slightly, and looked close to the back of Zhong Xun's hand: "What is this?"

What caught my eye was Song Zhihui's crooked and distorted characters.

There are dense rumors recorded in it——

Confession with the school bell will reap love.

During military training, you must turn left and right and listen to the instructor, otherwise it will be unevenly exposed.

Don't go to the biology lab at night, or you will be scared to sleep by the human anatomy diagram and skeleton.

Don't leave leftovers in the cafeteria, or the statue at the entrance of the cafeteria will take you to eat.

Those whose student number is 13 must not go to evening self-study on the 13th of every month.

Art students must not report to Shu Er.Don't get close to Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, you will become unlucky!

At the junction of the teaching building and the laboratory, there will be blood on the corridor stairs after dark.

Light a candle to see life's most painful images in an unpainted frame on the fifth floor of the library.

……

Some are downright funny, some are outrageous, and some are sensational.

Jiang Jian wrote down one by one, but in his heart he admired Song Zhihui's ability to collect information.If it were him, he might never be able to hear so many trivial things.

Zhong Xun twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed to the last one and asked, "Are you serious?"

Jiang Jian looked over suspiciously.

——Be sure to close the door when taking a shower, otherwise you don’t know when your roommate will come in! ! !

The author has something to say:

Song Zhihui: I just wrote down what I heard 0.o

Chapter 051 Everyone's laziness and compromise push themselves into an even more helpless abyss.

Song Zhihui raised his eyes innocently: "I am only in charge of recording, screening and identification of falsehoods are your business."

He grinned when he finished.

"It might be a male student with a story."

Zhong Xun flipped his wrist and threw the notebook to his chest.Song Zhihui took it, turned his head and sneaked behind Wen Sidei, with an aggrieved expression: "Sister... Teacher Wen, save me!"

The corners of Wensidei's mouth twitched twice, and she looked at Zhong Xun and Jiang Jian helplessly: "I have applied for 1-on-2 communication with students in the system, you two can come to me when you come to the office in the afternoon, and the punisher will synchronize the information here, no need In addition, reporting will not stop you."

She is still familiar with the Fanyin system, but her authority is not high, so she can only use the rules to help them as much as possible.

"I'll have a meeting later, I'll follow up with you in the afternoon if there's any situation." Wen Sidai turned her head and glanced at Song Zhihui, "Are you coming with me or staying here?"

Song Zhihui looked at Jiang Jian, and then at Zhong Xun beside him.

Forget it, why did he join in the fun.

So he lowered his head, obediently followed behind Wensidei and left.

Zhong Xun frowned, turned and walked into the classroom.

Jiang Jian keenly caught the change in his expression, returned to the seat, set up a book to cover her face, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Xun watched him master the operation of fishing in class more and more proficiently, reflected in his heart whether he had taught him badly, and then shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel that the little guy just now is very like leaving the child at a relative's house." The child's aggrieved eyes."

Jiang Jian blinked: "You already have a child?"

"...?"

"That's a metaphor, okay?" Zhong Xun pulled out a stack of Chinese model test papers and pushed them in front of him, "Don't say anything, do more reading comprehension, it's for your own good."

A few fallen leaves swirled in the air and fell leisurely on the avenue.The cleaning robot came from afar, and the fallen leaves disappeared wherever it went.

Jiang Jian stepped on the blue bricks, and followed the robot's gaze until it turned into the next intersection.

Zhong Xun put both hands in his pockets: "Your eyes look like you want to tear it apart."

"The back of this regular machine punitive doesn't have that kind of bulge." He looked back and continued to walk forward, "I want to dismantle the lethal equipment in the dormitory building."

Zhong Xun lazily stretched his back: "It's too late, it's only the second day, and I will find a chance to dismantle it with you later."

Jiang Jian nodded and followed his pace.

Walking quickly to the teacher's office building, a man with a big belly and slightly bald head hurriedly walked towards him.

While walking, he pulled the belt that looked a bit tight, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "If the police call you, you will cooperate? Don't blame everything on our school. Back then, the product was hyped up. It’s all about you guys,... No problem, why are you in a hurry? Really no problem, you’re not afraid to check!”

His voice was already very low, and when he saw the two of them inadvertently, he stopped communicating with the other party and waited for them to approach with a serious face.

Zhong Xun is used to that kind of look: the special look for watching mischievous students.

He pressed Jiang Jian's arm, stood still in a dazed manner, raised his face, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Hello, teacher!"

No matter which teacher he is, in their eyes, a student with a hippie smile like Zhong Xun has a unified pronoun: prickly head.Regardless of what you have done, what you are doing, or what you haven't done yet, get the attitude first, you don't have to be respectful, but you have to look very polite.

"Which class is it?" The bald teacher asked casually.

"Senior class two."

"Oh? Teacher Wen's class?" The bald teacher's eyes flashed, he tilted his head, and looked at Jiang Jian behind Zhong Xun's shoulder, "Your teacher is good-looking, and the students in the class are more handsome than each other, tsk She also asked me how to apply for abnormal circumstances before, it can't be that you two have some special circumstances?"

Zhong Xun shrugged: "It's because we didn't do well in the quiz yesterday, so Mr. Wen said that today we just have time to talk to us."

Jiang Jian gradually got used to Zhong Xun's easy acting skills, and listened to his random nonsense.

"Oh? Isn't it good?" The bald teacher patted Zhong Xun's shoulder with a smile, and looked at Jiang Jian inexplicably, "Last night, she failed two grades in her self-study class. Is it you?"

Zhong Xun lowered his head and lightly brushed the tip of his nose with his fingertips, like a big boy showing his shame sincerely.

"Okay, let me improve. No one in other classes has failed, and she doesn't know how to learn." The teacher didn't embarrass them, and let them go, "Tell you, Teacher Wen, next time If there is such a thing, let her come to Director Ma."

After speaking, he turned and left, continuing to talk to the person on the other end of the phone, his figure gradually drifting away.

"He really said that?" Song Zhihui jumped off his chair, "Damn, return Director Ma, he's a scumbag, not worthy of being a teacher."

Wen Sidai closed the door, pushed Song Zhihui back on the chair, and said softly, "Control your emotions."

Song Zhihui curled his lips, folded his hands on the table, raised his head and said to Jiang Jian: "He is threatening and harassing teachers and students everywhere because he has the highest level of authority. Don't look at the calm surface, it seems that no one triggers punishment Or, I don’t know how many dirty deals there are behind the scenes.”

In less than two days, he secretly heard it in the trees, gossiped with people everywhere, and secretly borrowed a mobile phone to lurk in the group chat history, there are countless.

This sanctimonious director Ma is called "horse dog" among the girls.

He is despicable without losing the posture of a superior, and he never forces anyone.On the contrary, he will use the power and responsibility of the Fanyin system to threaten them, then use extreme pressure to control them mentally, and then use beautiful language promises, threats and lures to force them to sacrifice themselves.

People always have some special circumstances, either they are unwell and need to apply for transfer from school, or they have urgent family matters and need to apply to leave school. The system's records were sent to Director Ma step by step.

"The records on the Fanyin system can be used as an assessment of each student's usual grades. It is said that in Y City, if the grades do not reach the standard line, it will also affect all targeted enrollment and college entrance examination registration. Of course, this kind of rhetoric may not be completely true, maybe it is Ma made it up specifically to oppress teachers and students. After all, I heard that in Shuguang No. [-] Middle School, surfing the Internet is restricted, and the Internet will be automatically disconnected if it reaches two hours a week."

Song Zhihui glanced at Wen Sidai.

"The teacher is more careful. A slight mistake in the students' daily life may affect their whole life. They can't bear the consequences, and they can't bear the anger of their parents. So Ma will brainwash them, only occasionally' If you pay 'so little, you can get Director Ma to accommodate you. So much so that their thoughts will gradually evolve into a spirit of sacrifice. As long as you can let him make a little modification in the background, it seems that it doesn't matter even if you suffer a little bit. Isn't that right, Mr. Wen? "

Jiang Jian listened calmly, but her eyes darkened bit by bit.

Wen Sidai stared at Song Zhihui with light golden eyes: "That's right."

Yesterday she was really taken aback by Director Ma, and Song Zhihui keenly noticed the strangeness before she recovered her senses.Presumably, he had gained more information by wandering around the school.

After Zhou Xinghai's case happened today, the teachers were called into an urgent meeting. After the meeting, she also tentatively asked some questions while chatting with other teachers.

Everything is similar to what Song Zhihui described.

But those who understand these situations are often female teachers.

"Isn't the original intention of this system to help the school manage better?" She clenched her fists by her side, thinking of Director Ma's sticky eyes with ulterior motives yesterday, she felt a chill in her heart, "Since there will be such a Bad things happen, why don't they stop?"

"The person he was talking to just now seems to be the person in charge of the Fanyin system?" Zhong Xun leaned against the wall, with his slender legs crossed casually, recalling Director Ma they met in front of the building, "the system said Maybe he introduced it to the school, if he decided to use the system for his own use from the very beginning, why would he stop using it first?"

Jiang Jian disagreed: "It is impossible for any system to have multiple and comprehensive functions from the beginning, otherwise the teacher's manual will not be updated in many versions. I prefer that Director Ma , Gradually discovered loopholes.

"But he's not the only one responsible for the way things have turned out today.

"The initial positioning of the Fanyin system is just an auxiliary tool for school management. If all teachers can rely on the spirit of contract and charisma to make students abide by the rules, and if the school puts the work and study pressure on teachers and students at an appropriate intensity, then they will not If you completely rely on the system and punishers like you do now, you won’t hand over your entire wealth and life to a mere system, let alone hand over the handle to a school leader whose power is not restricted.”

Things have developed to this day, and everyone's laziness and compromise have pushed themselves into an even more helpless abyss.

"Although that's true." Wensidei returned the list to Jiang Jian, "I don't know if the punisher has done something good."

She turned on the computer and called up the results she had sorted out: "The last record of the students on the list you gave was that they were sent to the small black room for failing, but what the system did to them through the monitoring data before that No records or assessments have been made, without exception, there has been more than one bullying experience."

She placed the interface in front of Jiang Jian, and everyone's conduct records were marked in red text: extremely bad.

"They are all former students, but at that time, the function of the punisher seemed to be not so perfect. It was often through image capture and analysis that a lagged conclusion could be generated. Now there are still individual videos that can be viewed on the cloud."

She pulls up a video.

Song Zhifan was stunned for a moment, then stared blankly at the person on the screen: "Is this Lin Tang?"