Translator: Zayn_
A group of people ran downstairs and followed the group to another teaching building.
However, after entering, the extras went into different classrooms.
Yu Muhuai had already run out of sight. Song Qingyou, who was walking in front, used her excellent eyesight to look all the way and finally found his classroom on the north side of the third floor.
There were about 30 people in the classroom. When they saw Song Qingyou enter, most of them greeted her.
âHello, Senior Song.â
âSenior, are you here to supervise our class today?â
âThe counselor is so responsible.â
âThey must be worried that someone will skip class. Last month, our departmentâs attendance was very low, and many teachers were angryâ¦â
The lines that revealed the information were said in the first two rows, so Song Qingyou heard them very clearly.
She only realized that she was the class counselor here, not a student. Even if she was a little late, it didnât seem to be a big deal.
âWho is your teacher for this class?â Song Qingyou glanced at the empty podium.
âSenior, donât you know? This is the folklore class! Teacher Xu should be here soon.â
It was Xu Xingzhou, then it was fine.
Song Qingyou walked straight to the back and sat down. She was ready to see the situation before deciding whether to go to the legendary location arranged by the program team to investigate.
âAre you going out to investigate later?â Yu Muhuai, who had the same thoughts, turned around.
âMaybe.â
âCan you bring me along?â
âBring you?â
âYouâre the counselor.â Yu Muhuai said, âIf we leave alone, Iâm afraid it wonât be that simple. Itâs different for the counselor.â
âOf course, Iâll bring you along if I can.â Song Qingyou nodded. âI also want to find out the truth as soon as possible.â
Before she could finish her sentence, the bell rang again.
Xu Xingzhou stepped into the classroom on time. The camera on the wall took the opportunity to stuff a stack of papers into it. He looked down and had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the podium.
To Xu Xingzhou, it was difficult to be a proper teacher. However, his acting skills were passable, and he had the program team to provide him with information. There was absolutely no problem for him to give lectures.
When he walked up to the podium, Tang Zinian ran in, panting, and sat down next to Yu Muhuai.
Shu Ling was next.
âAhem.â
âStudent Shu Ling, youâre late. Please stand over there.â
Xu Xingzhou pulled a long face and pointed at the corner behind the door.
While Shu Ling was hesitating, Xu Xingzhou simply placed the âstudent codeâ that the production team had given him under the projector.
This âstudent codeâ was naturally directed at Song Qingyou and her group.
Not only did it specify that they had to go to school on time, but it also gave them a detailed schedule.
As for teaching assistants and instructors, they had to be like students. The former had to attend classes honestly, while the latter had to be supervised at all times.
Jiang Xuyan, who came in later, had a face that was about to crack open.
âWhy do we have to go to class when weâre filming a show? Isnât the production team a little too crazy?â
The classroom suddenly fell silent.
Then, all the NPCs (extras) looked at him.
âTeacher Jiang, you-â
Zhao Yingnan, who was still panting, was about to remind him when two black hands suddenly reached out from behind him.
Hmm? Black hands?
Zhao Yingnan was so scared that she trembled. She subconsciously took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, in the next moment, she saw clearly who was behind him.
Jiang Xuyan wanted to run, but the two men were too fast. They grabbed Jiang Xuyanâs shoulders and dragged him out without saying anything.
âLet go of me-â
Jiang Xuyan struggled a few times, then reached out to Song Qingyou. âQingyou, save me!â
Before he could finish, his mouth was covered by a man in black.
Most of the extras in the classroom wanted to laugh, but they had to grit their teeth and hold it in.
Xu Xingzhou knocked on the blackboard, signaling everyone to come back to their senses.
âZhao Yingnan, youâre late. Go stand beside Shu Ling.â
After Xu Xingzhou got into character, he would be immersed in his role and was not affected.
Of course, he had to be serious.
Because there was a âTeacherâs Codeâ next to the blackboard.
If he took the lead to laugh, Jiang Xuyan would not be the only one who would go to the small dark room.
Song Qingyou glanced at the empty corridor. âIâm a little curious about what the dark room looks like.â
âWeâll know when Teacher Jiang comes back.â Tang Zinian lowered his voice.
âI donât think Director Wei will let Teacher Jiang say it,â Yu Muhuai guessed.
âIt doesnât feel like something good-â
Tang Zinian was halfway through his sentence when Xu Xingzhouâs voice came from the podium. âTang Zinian, Yu Muhuai, chatting in class is disturbing the class discipline. Please come to the blackboard and do the questions.â
âWhat if I canât do it? Will I be taken to a small dark room?â Tang Zinian looked worried. âIsnât Old Xu too strict?â
Yu Muhuai stood up. âInstead of thinking about this, why donât you look at the questions on the blackboard?â
âOh-â
Tang Zinian turned his head in response and was dumbfounded. âAh? Wasnât Old Xu the teaching assistant of the folklore class? Arenât we having a folklore class? Why are there advanced math questions on the blackboard?â
âThe questions in the folklore class are relatively simple.â Xu Xingzhouâs expression did not change.
So it could be changed to advanced mathematics? Was this logical? Where was Director Weiâs face?
Tang Zinian was speechless.
He looked back at the expressionless Yu Muhuai and wanted to complain to him.
He suspected that Xu Xingzhou was deliberately making things difficult for them. Xu Xingzhou must be the âtraitorâ among the seven of them!
Song Qingyou, who had cooperated with Xu Xingzhou to drive the two of them to do the questions, had hidden her merits and fame.
The two of them looked at each other. Xu Xingzhou took out a piece of paper that the program team had stuffed over. On it were some advanced math questions.
When Tang Zinian and Yu Muhuai saw this, they felt that they had been played by the production team.
âI said at the start of the semester that my performance in class will be counted in every exam result.â
Xu Xingzhou said, âIâll emphasize it again now. Those who are late or do not abide by the classroom rules will have their classroom performance points deducted. The test results and performance points are three to seven, and the test results only account for three.â
âThis is too ridiculousâ¦â Tang Zinianâs hand that was holding the chalk paused.
âWhat did Student Tang say?â Xu Xingzhou looked back. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âN-nothing.â Tang Zinian was terrified.
After that, the two of them stood in front of the blackboard for a long time, but they could not do it. Naturally, they were punished by Xu Xingzhou to stand in the corner.
There were two people on both sides of the podium, like door gods.
Of course, it wasnât as if there was no communication between the two sides.
âAre we going to have classes here all afternoon? This is too ridiculous!â
âIf I were in the last row, I could skip class a little, but hereâ¦â
âWhere are Sister Shu Ling and Sister Yingnan? Theyâre right at the door..:
Tang Zinian glanced at the two people opposite him for a long time. Seeing that Shu Ling and the others did not understand, he remembered that there was a bug-level character in the back row. He hurriedly whispered,
âDonât we still have Sister Qingyou? Can she run?â
âMaybe those two are in cahoots.â Yu Muhuai narrowed his eyes..