"That rule is contaminated." Su Qingyu gently brushed Luo Zixuan's hand away and handed the plate to the cleaner.
The cleaner put the dinner plate into the blue bucket. Luo Zixuan was even more confused when she saw that Su Qingyu was safe.
Before eating, Luo Zixuan put her plate in the corner of the cafeteria like other students.
If you do that, nothing strange will happen.
Luo Zixuan insisted: "Under the premise that there is no evidence to judge whether the rules are contaminated, complying with the rules is the most important thing."
Her competitive spirit makes her stubborn.
Su Qingyu shook his head: "These leftover plates will increase the pollution of the canteen.
The pile of dinner plates in the corner of the cafeteria is getting higher and higher, but no one is clearing them away. "
Luo Zixuan looked around and found that this was indeed the case.
A forced smile appeared on her lips: "It is very dangerous to touch the rules at will.
We are just trialists and cannot solve the source of pollution. We just need to ensure that we survive. "
"Canteen Rules 7, if you observe carefully, you will find that this rule is different from other rules." Su Qingyu had no intention of arguing. She raised her eyes and looked at Luo Zixuan with a smile, "You don't need to try to convince me. You just have to convince yourself."
"I do not……"
Luo Zixuan wanted to say something more, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Su Qingyu: "You don't need to explain. Whether your judgment is right or wrong is not important to me."
Su Qingyu has her own independent judgment and will not be swayed by anyone's ideas.
She is like a tree, growing alone and not clinging to dependence.
She spreads her branches to protect important people from the wind and rain.
Walking in this strange and rampant world with an eternal attitude.
"Ahem." Bai Huo coughed twice to break the strong smell of gunpowder, "If you two have time, you might as well accompany me to paste these charms in every corner of the campus."
Zhuang Xiaodie asked: "Is this thing useful?"
"Oh, girl, don't doubt my integrity. I just read your palm this morning. If it doesn't work, come to me anytime." Bai Huo's skin is very white, and his eyes like falling snow exude a soft and warm light.
"Fortune telling, I only believe in good things, not bad ones. If you say that I am rich and famous, I believe it, but I don't believe anything else!" Zhuang Xiaodie raised her beautiful face, as if she thought of something unpleasant. , eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "Besides, you told your fortune in the morning and said I wouldn't live for a year. That's nonsense. It's good that I didn't beat you!"
Bai Huo smiled and said nothing.
When he didn't speak, he really looked like an extraordinary master.
Su Qingyu was shocked when she heard this. She looked at Bai Huo with a complicated expression: "What does it mean to not live for a year?"
In the novel "Thriller Arrives", Bai Huo is still somewhat moral.
Su Qingyu knew his true identity and could not treat his words as a joke.
"The secret must not be leaked." Bai Huo used this sentence that all magicians love to say to excuse him.
There was a smile on his lips, as if this was just an unimportant joke.
"Can it be resolved?" Su Qingyu paused, then lowered her voice and added, "Any amount of money is fine."
"It's tacky for a cultivator to talk about money." Bai Huo waved his hand.
Su Qingyu was silent.
Zhuang Xiaodie smiled and pulled Su Qingyu's arm: "There are believers and there are no believers. I have a long lifeline."
Luo Zixuan was interested in the charm Bai Huo took out. She asked curiously: "Can this thing eliminate weirdness?"
"It can have a certain purifying effect." Bai Huo lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "The strange resurrection, how many more innocent souls are there in this world?"
People who die due to weirdness will become weird and stay in the dungeon forever to help others.
Su Qingyu rejected Bai Huo's invitation: "I'm sorry, because I have the responsibility of the squad leader and don't have time to help you put on the charm."
Bai Huo didn't force it, and his light gray eyes under his flying brows were like snow that was so thick that it couldn't be melted: "That's really a pity."
At noon, Luo Zixuan helped Bai Huo put up charms on campus.
Zhuang Xiaodie also wanted to help, but was stopped by Su Qingyu.
After Bai Huo and Luo Zixuan left, Zhuang Xiaodie asked Su Qingyu aggrievedly: "Qingyu, why don't you let me help?"
Su Qingyu took out the rules and regulations given to her by her head teacher, turned to one of them, and pointed it out to Zhuang Xiaodie.
"Article 372: Posting advertisements and graffiti on campus is prohibited."
"Is this a rule?" Zhuang Xiaodie looked at the thick rules and regulations and frowned anxiously, "Then we have to stop Bai Huo... uh... and Luo Zixuan, otherwise they will violate the rules!"
"Don't worry, there are 1,000 rules and regulations, which cover all aspects of school life. They are all prohibitive clauses. They should not be rules, but one of the basis for teachers to deduct credits."
[Squad Leader Rules] Article 4.
[The monitor needs to always keep his behavior in line with school regulations to set an example.
If the monitor commits any violation of school rules, double credits will be deducted. 】
Su Qingyu herself was not allowed to participate in things like affixing charms.
It was just a deduction of credits that would not endanger their lives, so Zhuang Xiaodie felt relieved.
Her cheeks turned slightly red: "Qingyu, Bai Huo is pretty good. Although he looks like a weirdo, if you get along with him, you will find that he has a good heart."
"I know he's not a bad person." Su Qingyu saw that Zhuang Xiaodie had a good impression of Bai Huo.
Bai Huo is willing to apply the charm out of kindness.
Not only is he not a bad person, he is also one of the rare people in the "Thriller Arrival" novel who is willing to consider others and is not selfish.
Although in Su Qingyu's opinion, the act of sticking a charm was no different from smashing shit on a strange door, his sincerity was still worthy of respect.
In the afternoon, Su Qingyu and Zhuang Xiaodie returned to Grade 1 Class 1 first.
At this time, more than half of the students have come to the class, and most of them are weird. They will sit upright at the desks and look at the blank blackboard with expressionless faces.
The remaining six or seven who bowed their heads to study were the testers.
The eyes of some trialists were completely black and blue, and the whites of their eyes were bloodshot. It looked like they had not slept well.
Some testers read over and over again in preparation for the upcoming weekly exams.
No one took the initiative to pay class fees.
Su Qingyu walked to the podium. Her blue and white school uniform highlighted her delicate figure. She opened the list of students given by the class teacher and cleared her throat: "Dear students, I am your monitor. According to the requirements of the class teacher, every day Each student needs to pay a class fee of 20 coins.
Now, I will start to call the names. Those students whose names are called please raise their hands and then pay the class fee to me. "
There was silence below, and several other testers looked at each other in shock.
Su Qingyu started to name names.
"Zhang San."
Zhang San stood up from his seat when his name was called. His face was pale, and he stretched out his two hands forward, palms upward, spread flatly.
