Teacher Zhu seemed to realize something and hurriedly left the classroom.

Similarly, Teacher Su buckled up the textbook, rarely did not drag the class, assigned a few homework assignments, and left the classroom after that.

Today is Wednesday, and according to the school regulations, teachers should be unified in the conference room for a regular meeting.

If nothing else, the regular meeting will take at least half an hour.

That is, there is no one in the dean's office.

Do you want to take any chances?

Almost instantly, Li Qingruo made a choice.

Instead of sitting back and waiting, it is better to gamble on a chance to survive.

But there was no hurry, before Ms. Su left, she assigned a few multiple-choice questions, she simply sat down, opened the exercise book, and analyzed the question stem word by word.

One of the following literary common senses is the degree of inaccuracy?A. The ancient five tones refer to gong, shang, jiao, zheng, and yu. B. The units of measurement in ancient China include 仞, Jun, bottle, etc. C. Shandong Province, also known as "Qi" and "Lu", was two vassal states in the Spring and Autumn Period. D. The ancients regarded nine as yang. There are two nines on the ninth day of September, so it is called Chongyang.

Li Qingruo made a mark on B, and then completed the homework assigned by Teacher Su one by one according to the same method.

At this time, the people in the classroom were almost gone.

That's what she wants.

She wrapped the cat hair in a paper towel and was about to throw it into the trash can behind her, but she happened to see the blood-stained tissue in the trash can.

If this is the original school, in the case of strange and frequent appearances, the appearance of blood is normal.

But if the time is pushed back to three months ago, or earlier.

Then the blood-stained tissue looks abrupt and weird.

But now the focus is on the student files in the Office of the Dean of Students.

Li Qingruo easily opened the office door with the key under the balcony flower pot.

Just as she was about to go inside, she took another step back and quickly restored the key.

Once inside, lock the door.

To be on the safe side, she didn't choose to turn on the lights.

Although it is daytime, it seems to be covered with a shadow, which makes it difficult to see.

The filing cabinet is neatly arranged with a variety of files, annotated with pens in the side notes.

Li Qingruo quickly swept through layer after layer of files.

Li Bowen, Zhang Ruiyang, Yan Lili, Cui Xinming, Huang Rui, Qi Cheng, Hu Liting, Jiang Xinyu, Zou Mo....

Found it, Song Zhong'an.

Li Qingruo was sure that she had never seen this child.

So she reached out and went to pick up the file.

The doorknob was also suddenly twisted at this time.

However, he found that it was locked, and he should have gone to get the key.

What to do, if found in the dean's office, she can't predict what will happen.

Just when the key is inserted into the door lock.

Li Qingruo saw the open window.

Mr. Zhu has a habit of raising green plants, so the windows of his office are open almost all year round.

The "click" door opened.

Teacher Wang took out a document from the table, picked up Mr. Zhu's water cup again, looked around, and then turned to leave.

And Li Qingruo is squatting on the air conditioner, coupled with the pile of green plants in the window, it can almost be said that it is seamless.

But she still didn't move.

Sure enough, Mr. Wang went and returned.

The document he had just taken was from the last regular meeting.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of locking that Li Qingruo struggled to climb up from the outside of the air conditioner.

Even if he became a ghost, Mr. Wang's carelessness and sloppiness still did not change.

Li Qingruo didn't dare to stay for a long time, she didn't know when the regular meeting would end, so she had to race against time.

But she had just opened the file, and all she saw was a photocopied death certificate.

Song Zhong'an, who died on June 22, drowned.

The bright red seal declares the legitimacy of this death certificate.

June 22 was three days before she joined the company.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the next page was the transfer application.

On January 13, he was transferred from the middle school attached to Z County to Yuan'an Middle School.

Further back is his school file, on which is pasted a one-inch photo.

The boy in the photo has broken bangs, clean and gentle eyes, a shy smile, and a shallow dimple on the left side of his face.

She always felt that this boy seemed a little familiar.

Flipping back is the proof of results, Li Qingruo couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, he was still a partial child.

The

liberal arts majors all have A's, while the science majors are a bit miserable.

Soon, her smile faded as she realized that the boy was gone.

Unlike the others, he died three months before the strange came, and only spent five months in this school.

Further on that were some of the boy's honorary certificates, as well as some teacher comments.

But there was no time.

Li Qingruo estimated that nearly half an hour had passed, and she had also missed some time in the classroom.

What's more, the school has a rule that everyone must take a nap in the dormitory.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out the certificate of honor and the teacher's comments and restored the file.

Just as she was about to lock the door, she heard the teachers talking.

It's Teacher Zhu and Teacher Su.

Li Qingruo planned to gamble, so he didn't care about the key anymore, but chose the opposite corridor and left here slowly.

Sure enough, Mr. Zhu found that the door was unlocked, and immediately began to scold Mr. Wang loudly.

Li Qingruo breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace.

Just as she was about to go down the stairs, Teacher Su stopped her.

"Li Qingruo. "

Li Qingruo's heart tightened, but he still turned his head and said hello obediently.

Teacher Su nodded, "Have you finished the extracurricular homework I assigned?"

If she answers no, it proves that she didn't study well.

Li Qingruo was extremely glad that he had finished his extracurricular homework before going out.

In the middle of her silence, Teacher Su's eyes began to fall out, and her hair began to fall down a lot.

She kept saying "students should study hard" and "I didn't go to see it when I was sick to teach you a lesson, just because I was afraid of delaying your class".

"I'm done, Mr. Su. "

As soon as the words fell, Teacher Su pressed her eyes back, but her hair did not recover.

So what's the answer. She rolled her eyes strangely, "You can't fool the teacher." "

Li Qingruo stubbornly recounted the questions and answers in his mind.

Teacher Su's face softened a lot, and she handed a pen in her hand to Li Qingruo.

"It's a reward for studying well. "

Li Qingruo took the pen and bowed to Teacher Su, "Thank you, Teacher Su." "

Teacher Su is much more normal at the moment, and she said seriously, "Although your foundation is not good, as long as you work hard, the stupid bird will fly first, and you may not be able to surpass Li Bowen and them." "

Finally, she advised, "Don't lose your mind by playthings. "

Li Qingruo thanked her again and watched her return to Teacher Zhu.

It wasn't until she got down the stairs that she dared to look at the pen in her hand.

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