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Chapter 80 Chapter Seventy-Nine · "She is spreading her wings and flying high."

After class, Su Mingan packed his schoolbag, got up and walked out.

Outside the door, the air is fresh, the school is well greened, and there are even large green flower beds.

"Ahhhh——!"

He suddenly heard the screams of many students, who were looking in the direction of the tall building.

He looked up and followed people's gaze and saw a female student standing high on the edge of the rooftop on the fourth floor. She opened her arms as if embracing the sky.

The female student has a round face, beautiful features, and wears glasses. The breeze blew her black hair, and the white cloak behind her resembled white feathers spread out.

Hula - hula - they make such a sound as if they are flying high.

Her smile is as pure as a newborn, and even her thick-soled lenses reveal hazy beauty.

The next moment, her figure shook, and she was spreading her wings and flying high.

——She flew up.

"boom!"

Blood splattered on the uppers of his shoes.

He lowered his head and saw a figure soaked in a pool of blood.

Half of her body was smashed, exposing the organs in her lower abdomen, which were intertwined together like mashed tofu. Her black hair was scattered on the flower bed, crushing the white lilies that were blooming everywhere, as if she had beautiful white flowers in her hair.

Like a dark bird, she fell from a tall building to his eyes.

A suicide note was clutched tightly under the broken finger bone - it was written in blood

[Why are you stopping me from becoming a game anchor? Why is my only path to study and the college entrance examination? My life is so hopeless...]

[There are so many test papers... The backpack is so heavy... Just looking at the physics questions makes me dizzy... Interpersonal interactions are so disgusting, club activities are so tiring, why does that middle-aged male teacher always touch me...]

[I really like that male classmate in the next class, but I’m so dirty...Why am I so dirty...]

[My future is restricted... I dare not explore what I like, I dare not raise my head and look at the sky, I dare not invest in the fields that interest me, I dare not... I dare not think too much. 】

[I heard that if children from wealthy families are willing to work hard, they will have a chance to make progress. But I just come from an ordinary family. Even if I want to study hard, there are not enough resources to support me in studying. Even if I want to study music, dance, psychology, philosophy...all the good things, all the things I am interested in, I can only regret. Give up these things, join the work, and live a life of mediocrity. 】

[Die, die, if I die, this regret will disappear. 】

[Ah, I suddenly feel so happy. In my next life, I want to be a white bird. In this way, when I jump from a tall building, I can spread my wings and fly, right...? 】

The suicide note was messy in blood, like a blood-red devil howling. Su Mingan breathed, and the tip of his nose was filled with the smell of blood.

The female student in front of her died tragically. Her eyes were fixed on the sky, as if there was the love and freedom she longed for.

——until a student's scream broke the silence.

"Someone jumped off the building!!"

"Jiang Lili, a student from Class 3, jumped off the building——!!"

They were noisy and horrified. Some people secretly raised their mobile phones to take pictures, sharing information about her life, achievements, personality, hobbies... It seemed that the body had no dignity at all and was just a tool for them to talk.

Su Ming'an didn't know who the bloody corpse on the ground was. He could only see half of her face that wasn't smashed. Her eyes were still open. They were black and beautiful, like jet black satin.

Hearing the student's scream, he knew her name was "Jiang Lili", a stranger, a female high school student who committed suicide due to excessive pressure.

That's all.

She fell like a bird, exploding the brilliant flower of life, and left nothing behind.

Probably nothing but a suicide note and future pain for my parents.

The teacher came to comfort Su Ming'an, fearing that he would have a psychological shadow from facing this scene. The dean of the Academic Affairs Office frowned and said that the news and surveillance would be blocked and her parents would never be able to see her.

He turned around and returned to the teaching building, wanting to avoid the too anxious scene outside, but he saw the Chinese teacher who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time.

"Let's go, Su Jian, come to my office. The essay review specially prepared for you is about to begin." A sinister smile appeared on the Chinese teacher's face hidden in the shadows.

Behind Su Mingan, there were also footsteps. Shen Xue walked out of the classroom stiffly, blocking his way back.

"Jiang Lili's body is still outside. A student committed suicide. Do you still want to continue to comment on the composition?" Su Mingan said coldly.

The Chinese teacher was slightly startled: "What does that have to do with it?"

"It doesn't matter?"

"Her death can only mean that her ability to withstand stress is not enough. Today's children are too delicate. We would not have been like this in that era." The Chinese teacher said: "It is really ignorant to cause trouble to parents after she dies."

"..." Su Mingan listened coldly.

"Moreover, what does she want to be - a game anchor? What future can she gain by playing games?" The Chinese teacher stretched out his hand:

"Come on, let's go, Su Jian, come to my office -"

"--teacher."

Suddenly, a soft female voice floated over.

A slender figure passed by her eyes, and Shen Yue held her notebook in front of him.

"Teacher Shen, regarding the rehearsal in the auditorium, classmate Su Jian and I still have something to discuss. Can the essay review wait until tomorrow?" Shen Yue bowed apologetically: "I'm very sorry, teacher."

The head teacher's expression changed slightly.

His sinister eyes stayed on Su Ming'an for a moment, and then moved away.

"That's it." He said, slowly stepping back: "Then, student Su Jian, just go with Shen Yue... The performance in the auditorium is very important, don't delay it."

[Get clue 2·Importance]

[(Importance) The performance in the auditorium is very important, far more important than the composition review of high school students...]

[Get 10 exploration points]

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"Let's go." The moment the head teacher stepped back, Shen Yue immediately took Su Ming'an's hand and pulled him downstairs.

When passing by the class teacher, Su Ming'an noticed that he looked incredibly obsessed with herself and Shen Yue for a moment.

…

...Why should she save herself?

Su Mingan noticed this overly considerate NPC early on.

Shen Yue held his hand and walked down the stairs. In the hot summer, only her hands were cold, walking on the crowded stairs was like parting a chaotic sea.

After reaching the bottom floor and following the flow of people outside, you can see a wide road with good greening. If you look forward, the road leads to the school gate directly in front of you.

The walls are so high that you can't see the outside world. The school is like a prison surrounded by white walls. Only the students who are flocking to the cafeteria are alive.

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Shen Yue said.

"If it were an NPC, it would be impossible for him to intervene so abruptly to save people. You remind me of a special identity, an existence that is separated from the player status..." Su Mingan tilted his head slightly: "Observer, right? You used to Are you a player? Why do you want to help me? Do you know me?"

Observers mean that they exist without player status. They will become NPCs in a certain world and live like NPCs.

In the second world, the system tempted him and wanted him to become such an existence.