The First Order

Early in the morning, Qin Sheng wrapped himself tightly in the early morning and came to the courtyard where Ren Xiaosu was.

He handed Ren Xiaosu a student ID, and then said a little embarrassedly: “I want to get you a new student ID here. As a result, the principal of Qinghe University disagrees. He said that no suspicious people are allowed now. Entering his campus, put an end to everything that may hurt his students … The old Principal is stubborn, and our face of Knight is not very good. “

“What else is this?” Ren Xiaosu said curiously: “There are things that Knight can’t do in Los Angeles?”

“Yes, there are two places where we can’t speak. It doesn’t matter who speaks exactly,” Qin Sheng explained. “One is a newspaper that hopes for the media, and the other is Qinghe University. Jiang Xu, who hopes for the media The editor-in-chief and Hu Xingzhi’s Principal of Qinghe University, both of whom are very principled, and we also respect them. “

“Then this student ID?” Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

“This is my cousin’s student ID,” Qin Sheng explained, “Fortunately, his face looks a bit like you, but he wears glasses. When you pass the martial sentry post, you say you just do n’t have glasses and your ID. The picture is not the same as myself, just fine. Enter the school every morning at 8 am and leave the school at 8 pm. You must be on time. Only these two martial arts soldiers have our informants. “

Ren Xiaosu nodded: “OK.”

It seems that Qin Sheng has arranged all of this, so that people can arrange so many things for themselves at this critical time, Ren Xiaosu is also embarrassed.

It was just that Ren Xiaosu saw that Qin Sheng was a little bit restless, and he wondered, “Is there anything else?”

“Oh,” Qin Sheng embarrassedly took out a schedule and said, “This is my cousin’s schedule.”

“What do you mean?” Ren Xiaosu froze.

“You see, he gave you the student ID, and he can’t go to school by himself. You need to take the teacher’s roll in class instead of him,” Qin Sheng helplessly said. Actually, his cousin just wanted to skip the class. Someone was going to school for themselves, and they were so happy that they could play video games at home every day.

But Qin Sheng feels embarrassed because, in front of this product, the Northwest young handsome, ah, you let the diignified young handsome go to help shout to …

“Okay, no problem,” Ren Xiaosu agreed. People helped themselves, and they didn’t even agree to such a trivial matter, and Ren Xiaosu himself wanted to go to a college class to check it out.

Qin Sheng was ready to leave when he had said the right thing. Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked: “When do those people start?”

“I don’t know,” Qin Sheng shook his head. “We have killed a group of people in the past two days. Perhaps the reaction was so strong and shocked them, so many people were dormant, but Teacher said they would do it, just Wait for an opportunity. “

……

Ren Xiaosu went to Qinghe University by himself. Zhou Yingxue pulled Qin Sheng and said he would get her a student ID, but Qin Sheng refused. After all, Zhou Yingxue didn’t look like a student.

When entering Qinghe University, the martial law unit outside the school checked the Ren Xiaosu student ID, and even the photos that did not look like his own were not raised.

This is not the first time he has come to Qinghe University, but the size of the entire campus is still a labyrinth to him.

And what he was most speechless was that the classroom of each class was different, that is, he had to get lost once in the last class …

“Is there only one class in the morning?” Ren Xiaosu looked at the schedule in his hand, and he thought that this Qinghe University student was too relaxed.

No wonder these people have time to engage in various activities, which is purely leisure.

Ren Xiaosu was walking on the campus, his eyes were patrolling around, trying to find the familiar silhouette he expected, but found nothing.

After all, I found a classroom for the class. When I walked in, all the students turned their eyes to Ren Xiaosu: “Classmate, this is the classroom of Social Humanities and Politics. Are you wrong?”

“Wait, do you know Zheng Hang?” Ren Xiaosu asked, glancing at the schedule.

“Yes,” said a girl. “It’s my classmate.”

Ren Xiaosu grinned with a smile: “Oh, then I’m on the right. I’m going to teach him a class. When does the Teacher usually name?”

The classmates in the classroom were stunned, and a boy exclaimed exaggeratedly, “Zheng Hang’s kid is too cruel. He actually spent money to find someone to help with the roll call. Hey, how do you charge for the roll call?”

This remarked Ren Xiaosu all the time. Why was the charge involved? Is there really someone in Qinghe University who is engaged in helping to deal with the roll call?

He grinned with a smile: “30 at a time.”

“The price is quite fair,” said a boy playing with a smile. “But two or three lessons a day, I’m afraid that only the rich second-generation Zheng Hang can afford it, and I can’t admire it.”

At this time, a crutch sounded outside the classroom, and the classroom immediately quieted down, and the boy winked at Ren Xiaosu and asked him to sit down quickly.

But it was too late, the crutch’s voice had reached the doorway, and Ren Xiaosu looked back, both him and the people outside were choking.

Come here is the editor-in-chief of Hope Media, Jiang Xu!

There are many visiting professors at Qinghe University. These people are people who have a very high status in the society.

And Jiang Xu was such a visiting professor at Qinghe University, or Hu Xingzhi, the principal of the university, came to visit him personally.

After hitting the No. 61 barrier, Jiang Xu can’t help but think of Ren Xiaosu, not only the particularity of the two numbers 61, but also that he always feels that the sad words about the times should not come from the mouth of a teenager .

What kind of things do people who can say this experience experience?

However, Jiang Xu did not expect that he would meet Ren Xiaosu in the classroom. He had never seen Ren Xiaosu before. Although he has a lot of students, this teenager has a unique temperament, which can definitely be remembered at a glance. of.

Jiang Xu asked slowly, “What’s your name?”

Ren Xiaosu secretly said in one’s heart is not good, but still brace oneself said, “My name is Zheng Hang.”

Jiang Xu not at all dismantled him, but walked to the podium step by step: “I happen to lack a class representative for this class. After that, Zheng Hang, you will be my class representative. You will do your homework and other things. . “

The classmates began to mourn for Zheng Hang …

This time I found a helper and called out a class representative. Later Zheng Hang was not sure what a miserable life he was facing. Jiang Xu found that he had to find someone to take the class instead. Maybe I have to hang for years …

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One more night