The completion of the mission was confirmed to be another huge amount of income. Lu Ning calculated that he could even be rich enough to buy himself a big bed that would not fall off no matter how hard he rolled.
He didn't need anything else, as long as he slept well enough, especially after waking up on the hard floor, Lu Ning immediately made up his mind to buy a bed.
Also, I have to go to school today.
Whether it was as a tourist, an abnormal being who dealt with monsters and monsters, or as someone who went to a place like Sin City to seek revenge, he still had to go to school... To be honest, Lu Ning was quite interested.
Being born frail, she could only spend most of her time quietly. She could not go out during school hours, so textbooks and extracurricular books became entertainment activities other than playing chess. Lu Ning's academic performance is good, but now she is more curious about the differences between the textbooks in each world.
In her spare time before, Ye Tisi also shared some common sense about the scene world with everyone.
Generally, the background of modern stories is the earth or an earth-like planet. All scenes are taken from the real world. The history and culture all exist, and the processes are generally similar.
But after all, different worlds are still different. Even if the world's power system looks completely similar on the magic side, it is still not universal. These worlds are not parallel time and space formed by dividing world lines, but independent world entities.
"I guess the officials have selected these worlds that are suitable for us to enter. At least they are very strict in this kind of service." Ye Tisi said this.
And Lu Ning came to the school like this.
Elite High School.
I don’t know what kind of talents can be cultivated in this sin city. However, the school's hardware conditions have a luxurious atmosphere. Each student has a separate locker, which can be used by swiping a student card. The gymnasium, swimming pool, canteen, multimedia building and other facilities also look extremely clean from the outside. You can tell that maintenance is being done daily.
Soon, Lu Ning found her class, Class 2, Grade 2. It was still around 7:30, and the sophomores in high school did not have morning reading, so many people did not come. There was only a boy with mushroom hair sitting at the door of the classroom. As soon as he saw Lu Ning, he raised his hand to say hello to her.
"Lu Ning, Han Qing told me that she has contacted you, so do you know about the class fee?"
"Oh, I see."
"Pay it in now. I'll collect it early and I can go out and buy something during recess."
Lu Ning nodded, took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to Mushroom Head: "Han Qing's is also included."
"Okay." The boy took out a roster and ticked the names of Lu Ning and Han Qing. Lu Ning took the opportunity to take a look. The boy had already ticked Fu Mingyang.
There was no one else in the class at this time. It seemed that the squad leader came over early in the morning to squat.
"Any news about the new teacher?"
"They are all foreigners. There seem to be ten of them. This time they come here for exchange and study, and also teach for three months. Our class is an elite class, and at least one of them can be assigned."
"Isn't it a bad idea to change teachers temporarily?"
"I don't know how the school will arrange it. It will definitely consider the teaching progress, but everyone is also very curious about the new teacher..."
To put it simply, he didn't know what was going on.
At this time, some more people entered the classroom one after another. The monitor quickly got up and went to collect the money. Lu Ning walked to the podium to sort out the chalk box, glanced at the seating chart, and then found her seat and sat down.
Soon, the number of students gradually increased. Some would say hello, while others would find seats silently and sit down to sleep. Lu Ning was flipping through the Chinese textbook, glancing at the door from the corner of her eye, and soon waited until the class monitor was leaving. Girls who pay too much.
"Lu Ning! Good morning! Thank you very much!"
Han Qing's appearance is not particularly outstanding, and she even had a lot of acne on her face during adolescence, but this girl is obviously optimistic and has a sunny and cheerful personality.
"It's a small thing. Let me see the class schedule. What's the first class?"
"I hate English. Although there are many foreigners here, English is not the official language..."
"You have to get out."
Han Qing sat behind Lu Ning, leaned over his head and whispered in Lu Ning's ear: "I won't leave, it's so nice here."
As he spoke, a man in employee uniform walked into the classroom, holding a thick stack of lesson plans, textbooks and papers in his arms. He put them on the table, glanced at his watch, raised his head and smiled.
"Wow! Teacher Cheng, there won't be another exam in class today, right?" someone asked in surprise.
"Not today. This is your homework. If you send it out earlier, you will finish it earlier, right?" Cheng Yurun replied with a smile, and then unfolded the paper, "A set of simulation questions plus a reading comprehension exercise to refine it. If the speed It’s quick enough that you can finish it in an hour, so you don’t have to write a composition.”
There was a lot of wailing.
"Lu Ning...I'm going to die." Han Qing collapsed directly on Lu Ning. The close contact made Lu Ning a little uncomfortable, so she stood up and walked out of the classroom.
"There are still five minutes left in class. If you have any questions, please hurry up. We have to spend some time talking about the monthly exam today. Time is very tight." Cheng Yurun clapped his hands.
"Teacher, that external teacher or something..."
"Not in these two days, prepare for the exam first. If your grades drop because of this, don't blame me for punishing you to copy books."
"I also copy books in English!"
…
Lu Ning left the classroom and walked to the bathroom. If you look at it now, it is no different from an ordinary school. The students and teachers are doing what they should do, and the curriculum is nothing special.
But this is Vice City.
There are four high schools in total here. The Yingcai High School that Lu Ning attended is the one with the best hardware conditions and a strong teaching staff, but these cannot cover up the history that happened here.
In the twenty-two years since the school was founded, Yingcai High School has experienced sixteen large-scale campus massacres and no less than a hundred small-scale violent incidents inside and outside the school. On average, it has the fewest incidents among the four high schools. The interior decoration of the school is always brand new because it has been renovated and covered up several times. No one knows how many people's blood is piled up in layers behind which wall.
Lu Ning walked to the bathroom and sat down in the single room.
She had never had any expectations for the people who grew up here. Many of the students in the previous class had actually seen blood. It was hard to say whether any of them had killed anyone. Although Han Qing looks okay, her satisfaction with life here shows that she is also the kind of person who is fully adapted to the way of life in this city.
After thinking for a moment, Lu Ning opened the door of the cubicle, but happened to encounter two girls pulling each other's hair and knocking them into the toilet.
"Are you from Class 2? Get out!" The taller girl immediately flashed a fierce look when she saw Lu Ning, "What are you looking at! Get out! Or I'll kill you!"
Taking advantage of this clone, the short girl suddenly took out a compass from her pocket, aimed it at the tall man's chest, and stabbed it into it. The tall man also reacted quickly, holding down the opponent's wrist with one hand, and directly thrusting it with the other hand. He grabbed the other person's neck.
"Cough, click!" The short girl immediately struggled in pain, and the tall man glared at her. Then he remembered that there was someone like Lu Ning here, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Why don't you get out?"
"You're blocking the door."
Lu Ning raised her right hand and pointed at the door: "Can you give way? Class is about to begin."
"snort!"
The tall girl threw the short one to the ground, kicked the compass in her hand to the side, shook her head and motioned to the door: "Get out of here!"
Lu Ning didn't take it seriously and closed the door after walking out of the toilet.
Back in the class, many people had already sat down and opened their textbooks. Cheng Yurun also copied about half of what was going to be said in this class on the blackboard. When he saw Lu Ning come in, he stopped the chalk in his hand and stopped her with a smile. : "Lu Ning, come with me to the office after class. There is a competition to sign up for. I think you can give it a try."
Lu Ning looked up at him, nodded slightly, and walked back to her seat.
Soon, the bell rang. Cheng Yurun is a very good teacher. He speaks clearly and has clear ideas. He combines examples and theory for various grammar issues and explains them clearly by category. Although Lu Ning is already familiar with this set of things, it still sounds very interesting.
After class, she followed Cheng Yurun to the office.
"Isn't this the direction to your office?" After walking for a while, she noticed something was wrong.
"No, we are going to the music classroom here, and we are going there. Are you a crow? Don't worry, I'm here to find my companions, and I have no ill intentions towards you." Cheng Yurun smiled.
"How did you tell?"
"The petty fights on campus are different from the temperament of truly fighting from life and death, and your sense of alienation and strangeness from the surrounding environment is not enough to hide from me even if it is disguised. This is not a person here. Students who have studied for more than a month should behave accordingly.”
"...But you're adaptable."
"Because I walked around the campus in the past two days and talked with everyone I should be familiar with, although this was a waste of time." Cheng Yurun walked to the door of the music classroom and pushed the door open. Of course, it is impossible to arrange music lessons for the first two classes in the morning, so the place is still very empty. There is only a long-haired man sitting in front of the piano, tapping the keys casually, playing scattered music.
"Fang Le, I found the tourist in the class." Cheng Yurun greeted the long-haired man after entering. The man tilted his head and a smile appeared on his slightly feminine face, "Really? You're not going to scare people again, are you?"
"Impossible, I'm afraid she's discovered me too. I've been quite calm along the way, so I should be a reliable ally." Cheng Yurun moved two chairs over, placed one for Lu Ning first, and compared them, "Please sit down, this person's name is Si Fanngle is the music teacher here and also an old friend of mine."
"...Just two of you?"
"Too many words will be counterproductive. Lu Ning, can you tell me how you discovered my identity? I shouldn't have any loopholes in disguising myself as a teacher, but that's not the way you look at me."
This man's insight is so strong!
Lu Ning recalled that since Cheng Yurun walked into the classroom, she had only set her eyes on the other party no more than four times before being "invited" by the other party.
"Can you tell with your eyes?"
"Yes, and you have deliberately averted your eyes many times. There is no doubt that you know my identity - it's just my personal curiosity. Where is my mistake?" Cheng Yurun's tone was just right for inquiry.
"You don't have any loopholes, it's just that I confirmed you before."
"Before? Have you ever been to campus, or have you investigated the school's video classes or something like that? No, then..."
"I know a person named Cheng Wuling." Lu Ning looked at Cheng Yurun, and then saw with satisfaction that his disguised expression loosened a little.
"Xiao Ling? Why is she here! No...could it be said that I..."
"Calm down." Si Fanngle tapped the keys, and a sound immediately calmed Cheng Yurun's expression.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little out of sorts." Cheng Yurun apologized to Lu Ning.
"Nothing, then does it matter if I don't go back to class here now?"
"I told the teacher of the next class, you can just go back to the third class." Cheng Yurun shook his phone, "You said you know Cheng Wuling? How did you know each other? Is she still... okay?"
"So you are really her relative?" Lu Ning tilted her head.
"Yes. We are brothers and sisters. She is six years younger than me." Cheng Yurun took a few strokes on his phone and then showed it to Lu Ning. "This is the only photo I keep. It is the portrait of the four main characters of our generation." Taken by my child...she is the second one from the right."
Lu Ning looked up and saw that there were four children, two boys and two girls. They seemed to have been taken during a picnic. Cheng Yurun was the oldest, standing in front of a wooden dining table cutting bread, at the far right of the picture. Cheng Wuling was sitting on the wooden bench in front of the dining table, facing the camera sideways, with one hand on the table and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Further away, there was a little boy of six or seven years old chasing butterflies, while a little girl who looked only four or five years old was holding a glass bottle and looking at the butterflies expectantly.
The background of the picture is the extremely clean blue sky and mountains. It is probably spring when the wild flowers are in full bloom.
"He treasures this photo." Si Fanngle joked, "Every time he shows it to us, he proudly brags about how outstanding his younger siblings are."
"That's not bragging." Cheng Yurun put away his phone and looked at Lu Ning seriously, "I'm sorry, but before talking about the scene, can you tell me if Xiaoling is okay?"
"If you mean alive, she should be fine, but I can't guarantee it, because she probably went to the promotion test."
Now Si Fanngle's smiling expression was a bit broken.
"Upgrade? Go to the third level? Herself?"
"Well, at least I don't know who she contacted."
Cheng Yurun took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it. It took a moment to control his emotions.
"I see."
"Hey, don't run to upgrade yourself. Brothers won't let you risk your life alone." Si Fanle felt unsafe and immediately advised him again.
"I know, I won't act out of emotion. I believe Xiao Ling won't either - Lu Ning, since you know her, I can at least judge that you can be an ally."
"But I'm a little worried about you." Lu Ning expressed her thoughts straightforwardly.
