Being so unwelcome, Su Er could only suppress the doubts in his heart for the time being.
After entering the reform camp, Principal Chen hardly spoke anymore. The person who was responsible for introducing the situation was a boy who was slightly older than them.
"This is the cafeteria."
"This is the teaching building."
The boy spoke like a punch-in machine, unwilling to add even a single word.
When they reached a building that was out of reach of streetlights, the boy stopped and said, "This is the dormitory building."
Two cleaners came out carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth. Everyone knew what was underneath.
A dozen boys and girls seemed to be used to it. There was little sympathy in their eyes when they looked at the stretcher, but more relief and ridicule.
——See, this is the result of being stupid.
The negative emotions were so obvious that Soul could almost hear what they were thinking at a glance.
The cleaning staff greeted Principal Chen, who nodded in response. He then turned and warned the player, "This is a student who is trying to sneak out of the reformation camp. If discovered, they will be eliminated in advance."
Suer and Ji Heng looked at each other tacitly. In other words, as long as they were not discovered, it would be fine.
"Don't worry," Soul was the first to assure me, "I'm a stickler for rules."
He had experienced the No Crossing copy, where any mistake would be magnified infinitely.
Principal Chen said calmly, "It's good as long as you know what's going on."
Everyone was quickly assigned to a dorm. The dorm manager came to collect their size data and coldly said that the uniforms would be delivered the next day. They were also given a dorm key and a modification manual.
The hosts had their own separate dormitory, and the little girl had a good reason to stay: she was going to give a speech in a week to encourage the people here to reform themselves.
The dormitory has a bed with a desk underneath, with two people living in each room. Suer was lucky enough to be assigned to the same room with Ji Heng.
With only ten minutes left until lights out, Su Er hurriedly flipped through the manual. Ji Heng started from the middle, so that even if one person couldn't finish it, they could combine their memories to help them get started.
Turn off the lights on time at 10pm.
Su Er climbed up the ladder to the bed and just as he covered himself with the quilt, he heard Ji Heng ask from the opposite side: "How is the control of that eye?"
"Not bad." Sur looked at the ceiling. "Although I can't control it freely, at least I can command it to fall asleep."
But once used, it is difficult to close it again.
Ji Heng: "That's good."
Su Er recalled the contents of the transformation book, focusing on the present. "It says that if you want to leave, you need to get four A-level evaluations. I wonder how many spots are left now."
The college uses A, B, and C as the evaluation scale, and the people who evaluate them are cleaners, dormitory managers, teachers, and the principal. However, evaluations from people in the same position are not cumulative. That means if multiple teachers give an A rating at the same time, only one will be counted.
There are only five places in the reform camp every year, so no matter how outstanding the latecomers are, they will have to work hard again in the second year.
Ji Heng: "Just ask tomorrow and you'll know."
Everyone was eager to leave, so this kind of thing was easy to find out. The next day, while eating breakfast in the cafeteria, I received reliable information: no student had received a top-four rating this year.
The news sounds good at first, but when you think about it carefully in light of the current month, half of the year has passed and no one has succeeded, which shows the difficulty behind it.
Suer had thought that wherever he went, he would see a lifeless scene, but reality overturned his imagination. Apart from the dozen or so students he met last night, some of the students in the cafeteria were very... unruly.
This is already a beautified word.
He even saw people fighting each other because of an argument.
"New here?" Someone brought a plate and sat in front of him.
Sur took a look at the person who came, confirmed that he was not a player, and nodded.
The girl who spoke to him was a girl with a ponytail and a bright smile.
The game sets the players to be sixteen years old. To the players, their appearance has not changed, but in the eyes of people in this world, they look exactly like sixteen years old.
Su Er is the most youthful among them, and he exudes a friendly temperament.
The girl in front of him liked his looks, so she took the initiative to say a few more words: "Do you think it's strange?"
Soul nodded: "Isn't this against the rules?"
"As long as they don't fight in class," the girl said with a smile. "There are four principals in the reform camp, and each has a different style. One is very aggressive, and his supporters are also prone to violence at the slightest disagreement."
To say it is support is actually a subconscious flattery, wanting to get an A-level evaluation.
"By the way, I support Principal Dai," the girl tilted her head and said, "Principal Dai likes sunny and cheerful people." Then she took out a notebook from her schoolbag and said, "This is for you. It records the details that cheerful people need to pay attention to."
Soul took a quick look and even annotated the colors he should like.
When he looked up again, the girl had already left with the others.
Su Er nudged Ji Heng, who had been eating in silence, with his elbow and asked, "What's the point of this transformation?"
Looking around, the people in the cafeteria were either smiling the whole time or having stern faces. In short, everyone seemed to have only one emotion.
"It's easy to control." Ji Heng said calmly, "If you don't solidify your thinking, you'll easily become rebellious at this age."
Giving a little hope and allowing factions to confront each other will be conducive to the stability of the reform camp.
Sur couldn't understand it, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, the worldview in the game was rarely normal.
After finishing the last sip of soy milk, I looked around and didn't see a single player.
Ji Heng reminded: "Don't trust anyone this time."
To put it bluntly, I'm not saying don't believe it easily, but to say it's a blanket statement.
Last night, he was being targeted by the host and it got dark early, so Suer didn't pay much attention to the players in the same dungeon, but besides himself and Ji Heng, there should be four or five other people.
There are only five spots in total, which means there will be fierce competition among players.
Su Er knew this and nodded, "I will pay attention."
The daily course schedule is not much different from real life, and as a senior high school student, all this knowledge is easy to master.
Everyone was assigned to the same class. There were not many students in the classroom, only twenty in total, and a few more tables were added because of their arrival.
Su Er naturally sat at the same table with Ji Heng. In the first class, the teacher assigned a big problem for the students to solve independently. Su Er finished it quickly. He turned his head and saw Ji Heng still writing, and was a little surprised.
Ji Heng sat upright, his hand holding the pen looking very nice: "There is more than one solution to a problem."
Su Er was just thinking about communicating with him, but he saw Ji Heng stop writing and put one hand on the question.
After a few seconds of silence, Su Er realized something, pushed the textbook forward, and whispered, "Copy it."
Ji Heng remained unmoved.
Soul: "If I ask you to answer a question, you won't know the answer."
Only then did Ji Heng start writing again.
He was indeed a top student back then, but unfortunately he didn't solve problems for a long time after leaving school, and gradually forgot a lot of things.
The teacher walked down from the podium with a ruler in hand. Several players were hit a few times. One player's answer was completely blank, without even writing the word "solution". Even if the others couldn't do it, they knew to randomly connect a few auxiliary lines and pretend to think.
The teacher glanced at him coldly. The player thought something was wrong and quickly picked up the pen. Unfortunately, before he could do anything, the teacher turned around and walked up to the podium.
The reform camp only held four classes a day. In the afternoon, a group of students were assigned to temporary internships, with all their wages going to the reform camp. Those not selected were free to arrange their time, some filling out forms for their teachers, others trying to impress the janitors by helping them clean.
After the morning class ended, Suer was praised several times for his excellent grades, which aroused a lot of secret jealousy and a sense of crisis.
On the way back to the dormitory, he looked as if he was savoring the experience: "So this is what it feels like to be a top student."
Ji Heng was amused by the proud tone.
Su Er's smile didn't last long. When he was about to reach the dormitory building, he stopped and said, "I want to contact the dormitory manager first."
Of course Ji Heng would not object.
The dorm manager was looking through the list of boarders and noticed that Suer's attitude was visibly cold and his words were perfunctory. Miraculously, another male player came in to talk to him, and the dorm manager's attitude towards him was much better.
Su Er was very puzzled. Not long after, the host came in from outside. The dormitory manager's attitude changed 180 degrees again. He smiled like a flower, took the little girl's hand and talked enthusiastically.
Su Er looked at her for a while and said, "Am I being mean? I always feel like she's saying bad things about me."
Ji Heng: "She's a bit clever but self-righteous. You can tell she's not a stable person. She even said you were jealous of her... That's probably what she's talking about."
Su Er was stunned.
Ji Heng: "I learned lip reading on purpose."
The little girl smiled at Soul through the window.
The male player who had just spoken to the dorm manager passed by him and said worriedly, "It's better to give in. If the host spreads bad words about you to everyone, you'll have a hard time staying here."
After a pause, he continued, "I just saw her go to the teaching building. She was probably saying bad things about you to the teacher."
The last sentence inadvertently revealed a feeling of gloating.
Suer had some impression of this person. When he asked him to do a question just now, he gave a blank answer and was given a cold look by the teacher.
Until the male player went upstairs, Suer did not confront him, but just said thank you for the reminder.
Ji Heng never interfered with other people's ways of dealing with things. Apart from taking a final glance at the male player's name tag, he wrote down his name and stood aside doing nothing. After a while, he asked, "Are you not angry?"
Su Er shook his head: "Teacher Yao said that we should respect species diversity."
It's rare to find a player who's so open about their likes and dislikes, so cherish them when you meet one. As for the little girl, if she had done these things secretly, she might have suffered a lot. It's a good thing she knows now.
Ji Heng saw through his thoughts and raised his eyebrows: "How are you going to deal with it?"
Soul smiled slightly: "Telling tales to the teacher, talking bad about people behind their backs... these are choices that only children would make."
He, Sul, the green tea boy, applied to fight!