At about the end of the third class in the afternoon, all classes received a nearly impossible notification.
Have a holiday.
All students, whether in grade one or three, will be on holiday during this period from the fourth class to tomorrow afternoon.
In other words, you don’t need to attend evening self-study, and you don’t need to attend classes tomorrow morning. Students can go to the cafeteria to have dinner at any time. You can also go to the library to find information, or review your homework in the dormitory.
There are fewer and fewer people staying in Class 4, Grade 3, and there are still people leaving with their backpacks on their backs.
Yu Xing was in a good mood and packed his schoolbag and was about to leave. On the side, Oliver, who was lowering his head, suddenly grabbed his sleeve slightly.
"Did you do it?" Oliver asked.
Yu Xing turned his head with a smile and caught an eye from Oliver's long hair that was much more energetic than before.
He zipped his schoolbag and was exhausted: "Hmm? What did I do?"
"Oliver is on vacation." Oliver withdraws his hand, still not adapting to the actions he has shown goodwill to anyone. "After you come back from the office, Johnny announced that he has been on vacation. Did you do something?"
"I hope you..." He hesitated for a moment, "I hope you can tell me the reason. I, I will stay here for at least many years..."
"You said this, it's not me." Yu Xing shook his head when Oliver stuttered, pretending to be helpless and spread his hands, "How can I have this ability to let the whole school take a vacation? This is the principal's decision."
"Principal?" Oliver was stunned, "Principal... is he back early?"
Yu Xing did not answer immediately, but thought to himself, Oh, as expected, some students knew about the principal's departure, and it seemed that their information was not thorough enough.
After half a minute, when the last idle man walked out of the class, he said: "No, I heard from Director Gene that the principal will come back as soon as tomorrow, but he had contacted the principal in the office just now, and the principal also gave a reply."
"Is it the principal who told the whole school to take a holiday?" Rebecca, who was no longer a idler, came over and heard Yu Xing's words. She thought for a while, "Is it because of the incident at noon... that's your credit."
The people she included in "you" are naturally several transfer students. Now, except for Qu Yanqing, everyone else is there.
They are slow to go every night, and they are at the latest after school, and they are not in a hurry to go back to the dormitory to review their homework. Other students are already used to it.
"How could it be our credit? It was the chef who caused trouble." Zhao Mou interrupted and smiled meaningfully, "We did nothing."
I believe you!
Rebecca helplessly took back the topic. She was not blind. When she was paying attention to someone, she naturally saw many details that were not noticed, let alone when paying attention to a group of people, her seemingly loose actions had already been connected into a line from a distance.
She knew that the afternoon was done by these magical transfer students, but since Derek didn't want to be exposed, she could only choose to shut up.
only……
She looked at these people and an idea came out in her mind.
Why did she think that the purpose of these people was to completely disrupt St. Jones High School?
The girl who usually acted with them, also a transfer student, Elizabeth, after returning from the office, turned out to be a red armband - the inhuman expression perfectly integrated into other red armbands.
Pollution takes time.
Rebecca thought that Elizabeth looked like acting, allowing herself to integrate into the red armband group without any outstanding features. Generally, only if the purpose is deeper can we use the lurking method.
"Don't think too much, it's time to go back." Wen Qinghuai waved to Rebecca who was obviously thinking, and said goodbye politely and noblely.
...
The road from the teaching building to the dormitory building is particularly lively.
The road was full of students who were confused and forced to leave school. Although they didn't have to go to evening self-study, their anxiety about making exceptions also enveloped the hearts of these boys and girls who had long become frightened birds.
This kind of excitement continued until Yu Xing and his teammates returned to the dormitory and closed the door.
"The dormitory manager is gone?" It was not until this time that Wen Qinghuai let out a sigh of surprise. They had just passed by the duty room downstairs of the dormitory building, and the duty room was empty for the first time. The female dormitory manager who always seemed to be stuck with the seats disappeared.
"I'm afraid it's an emergency meeting." Zhao Mou sat on a chair in the public area and guessed, "The principal is coming back, will he be held accountable, right? Director Gene wants to investigate something and must ask on a large scale. The dormitory manager does not seem to be as dead as the chef is imprisoned, and he can barely walk around."
"With nightmare and being an ally in a full-map range activity, she is in a better situation than a chef and a librarian." Yu Xing agreed with Zhao Mou's words and snapped his fingers, "I don't know if she will watch it more strictly tonight. Anyway, when I went out at night yesterday, I always felt that she was letting go."
At that time, he squatted under the window of the duty room, and the thrilling feeling of being discovered in an instant would not deceive people.
"I'll talk about her position later. Have you heard any other information in the office?" Zhao Mou asked.
There are so many people in the teaching building, so Yu Xing only said that the principal was going to return to school early, and he didn't say anything specifically.
"The principal is preparing in advance for the auction," said Yu Xing.
"Auction?" Zhao Yijiu stood in the shadow, and her entire body wanted to be forgotten, and she felt weak in existence. She knew that he took a step forward and took the initiative to get out of the shadow, so her sense of existence suddenly became clear.
His gloomy temperament dissipated a little more than before. When it comes to the auction, except for Yu Xing, he is probably the only one who is so sensitive to the audience.
“Art gallery…”
"Yes, it's the one you think." Yu Xing nodded.
This is not the first time the auction has appeared. In the art gallery, he was invited by the artist Lisa. However, the auction time is too late, and it can be said that it is a copy that has not yet reached the opening time.
This once again proves that the advanced NPCs between different building copies are interoperable, and it is not known how much impact the principal will have on future auction copies.
"What about except for the auction?" Zhao Mou and Wen Qinghuai also knew what happened in the art gallery, who grabbed their furry curly hair.
"Oh, I also heard... After the principal came back, he planned to invite reporters to shoot at the school, put it in the 'society' to increase the reputation of St. Jones Middle School, and recruit new teachers at the same time." Yu Xing played with the pen left on the table last night and curled the corner of his mouth, "Is this considered forcing me to speed up the plot? There was a test, and the principal came back early, so my plan could be carried out in advance."