Chapter 33 Don't force me, I'm going to call my dad!
Chapter 33 Don’t force me, I’m going to call my dad!
The moment the pen tip touches the door handle, the red indicator light immediately lights up.
"no."
Su Ji shook her head, and then tested the door and all the windows in the classroom. The final result was that they were all still powered on.
"No sir, why is the electricity still on?"
Everyone who learned the result showed frustrated expressions on their faces.
"I fucked you, you're just teasing me, right?"
Lan Wentao, suddenly furious, grabbed a chair and angrily threw it at the front door.
Boom!
A huge banging sound resounded throughout the classroom, but the classroom door did not move at all, and there was no sign of being hit at all.
"Student Lan Wentao, please note that you have violated the Twilight Campus rules and you are hereby given a warning!"
"Fuck..." Lan Wentao threw the chair aside and spat lowly.
However, Lan Wentao's reckless behavior did get them an important piece of information, that is, it was absolutely impossible to escape from here by violent means.
"It's over. We definitely won't be able to escape." Zhang Zeru said with abandonment, "So what if I pass the entrance exam? Isn't it just that I will die later? What's the difference?"
This time, no one was going to criticize Zhang Ze anymore.
By this time, everyone was exhausted physically and mentally.
"Hey, do you have a mobile phone in your hand?"
As if he suddenly thought of a way, Lan Wentao suddenly said, "As long as we can contact my dad, we will all be saved!"
"My dad knows people from the Department of Public Security. He will mobilize the maximum manpower and material resources to save us!"
"No." Liu Yiyi shook her head, "When I first came here, I found that my phone was missing."
"Me too……"
"I don't have a mobile phone either, even my smart watch is gone..."
"Don't talk about your watch, even my earphones are gone..."
Everyone sighed and complained.
So this group of people still haven't understood that this is not the real world at all. You don't have a mobile phone, a father, and a mother... Su Ji said silently.
After walking around the classroom, Su Ji, who had no new clues for a while, sat down on the table in her seat and looked at the outside world through the window glass.
The afterglow of the setting sun set a fire on the sky, burning along the layers of sea of clouds to the end of the horizon.
Further down are the silhouettes of row upon row of teaching buildings on campus, which look like a group of crawling little monsters in the dusk.
"No wonder it's called Twilight Campus."
The girl's voice brushed past her ears. Su Ji turned her head slightly and spotted Chen Yating standing by the window.
She raised her head slightly, and due to the reflection of the afterglow, her face was mottled with light and shadow, and her profile was so beautiful that she could be directly used as a penguin portrait in a literary and artistic style.
"Ah, yes." Su Ji nodded.
"Do you also like to watch the sunset?" Chen Yating asked.
"Yes." Su Ji nodded, "When I was a kid, I often went for a walk along Seaview Avenue with my parents in the evening. Everyone said the sunset there was the most beautiful in Muhai City."
Chen Yating listened very seriously and nodded slightly: "I was sorting out materials in the office a while ago. After working for a long time, I looked up and saw the sunset outside the window."
"Then at that time I really felt that I was healed..."
"Although I really want to throw the plan that will never be revised down the stairs, and I want to throw my resignation in the boss's face..."
As she spoke, Chen Yating smiled sheepishly, with the dimples on her face appearing, "I'm sorry, my mind is a little confused right now, and I don't know what I'm talking about anymore."
"It's okay." Su Ji smiled lightly and didn't say much.
Although they had been in the same class for three years and had almost no communication with Chen Yating, Su Ji felt that Chen Yating was a very typical romantic.
She is the Chinese class representative in her class. When she introduced herself for the first time, she said that she had read a lot of East Asian and Western literary works.
No one has ever expressed doubts about this, because Chen Yating's bookishness and artistic style are so natural that sometimes even when she smiles, there is a trace of melancholy like a lilac.
The most memorable moment for Su Ji was in the first Chinese class in her freshman year of high school, when the teacher praised Chen Yating and read aloud her composition in public.
While most of the students were still racking their brains to think about how to use Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong to compile an argumentative material that didn’t look so outrageous.
Chen Yating has already begun to quote works such as "Disqualification in the World" and "Notre Dame de Paris", imitating Zhang Ailing's technique and writing words as beautiful and gorgeous as "White Moonlight" and "Cinnabar Moles".
The nerdy and vulgar Brother Ji naturally cannot understand the world of literary girls, but it is undeniable that Chen Yating is indeed a very unique girl.
At least when everyone was quarreling and panicking about today's accident, she was the only one besides Su Ji who quietly walked to the window to watch the sunset.
"Do you think we can still go back?"
Chen Yating said with some melancholy, "If we were in our senior year of high school, we would all be grabbing food in the cafeteria at this time, right?"
"Yeah, at that time the school even opened a special meal window for the third grade students, but it was still of no use..."
The words stopped abruptly in the middle of the sentence because Su Ji suddenly thought of something.
Yes, Chen Yating is right. At this time, they should have already finished school.
But I clearly remember... A thought came to Su Ji's mind, and she immediately turned around and looked at the clock hanging directly above the blackboard.
Since the end of the entrance exam, its hands have stopped moving.
Su Ji then remembered that it was from that time that the game process of this copy seemed to have entered a deadlock and stagnated.
