The second lesson is Chinese. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Sleep & desertion meeting. A guy with a face painted on his head was dragged into the corridor by a 40-year-old fat sister-in-law Chinese teacher, and there were unthinkable screams into the classroom.

Mo Chongqian pressed his mobile phone under the textbook and survived.

After this class, Mo Chongqian went to the appointment on time and hurriedly ran to the regular meeting venue of the leadership of the office building.

There were 7 or 8 people seated in the small conference room, mainly middle-aged men and women in suit shirts and professional skirts. The director of the Political and Educational Office of Guangguang opened the door enthusiastically: "Student Mo, please come in!"

"Hello teachers," Mo Chongqian bowed slightly, "I know that some students will go to the game hall near the school to play." ”

"Which one is it?" asked the headmaster with round glasses who had been blessed standing up slowly, straight to the point.

"It's a nest arcade. ”

When all the teachers heard Mo Chongqian say this, they all turned their heads to look at a middle-aged male teacher with a face like a peanut. The teacher shook his head: "Last night, I took 4 teachers from the first grade to raid and check, and I didn't find any students from my school in the nest game hall. ”

"Not once, not all the time," the director of the political and educational office seemed to be deliberately looking for his fault, "Since this classmate has reported it, we will go there again tonight......"

"There is an agreement between the nest and the clubhouse next door," Mo explains, "not everyone sits in the surfing area or the amusement area, and many customers play table games, mobile games, and virtual reality games in the clubhouse next door to the nest game hall." ”

"How can you be so clear?" asked the red-clad middle-aged women's grade leader.

"I worked in the nest arcade. ”

"Okay," the head of the grade group said, "There will be no square dancing tonight, and I will personally bring people there......"

"By the way," Mo Chongqian continued, "it was about 12:30 to 1 o'clock in the afternoon during the lunch break, which is when more students played there. ”

"Then we won't eat lunch today! We must catch a few negative examples and come back!" The head of the grade group was indignant and geared up.

"When the time comes, I'll take the teachers there, I'm familiar with it. Mo Chongqian took the initiative to ask.

The class bell rang, and Mo Chongqian hurried back to the classroom. He patted his bag, and the VR headset inside was probably the last time he used it.

So far, my plan has been ready to stop, I hope this time, I can save that female classmate of this school, Liuli 9, from the kidnapping of the nest's interpersonal relationships!

At the end of class, Mo Chongqian ran out of the school in a 100-meter sprint.

He flipped through the pages of his phone, and there was an unread message from "Uncle Winner in Life".

- "Xiao Mo, you set up your own guild as the president, is your guild a face alliance?"

Mo Chongqian was shocked. How did Uncle know?

- "If so, your real identity has been found out by Nest. Always take care of your personal safety. ”

Seeing the uncle's message written like this, Mo Chongqian clenched his mobile phone, knowing that he shouldn't continue to hide it from the uncle. He immediately dialed his uncle's number.

"That's right. Uncle, I'm just a face persimmon," Mo Chong admitted briskly, "I'm online at 12 o'clock, what is Nest going to do with me?"

"Of course, they plan to kill you online and offline together in 360 degrees. Do you think it's just a matter of competing for a guild supremacy?" the uncle warned sternly on the phone.

"I'll look at the conditions they offered, if I can pay back 500,000 yuan, I will also consider it. Mo Chongqian said on the phone while running with his schoolbag on his back.

"If you hadn't flirted with that girl named Liuli 9, maybe the nest manager would really consider using money to settle you. ”

Why did you mention Liuli 9 at this time? Mo Chongqian was a little surprised.

"Liuli 9 is the most beautiful female player in the entire nest guild.,It's long been regarded as her own private prey by the nest manager.,I heard that Liuli 9 is always absent-minded when you provoke and the guild people.,You're quite capable.。 Why did you say it when you ate with me? You said you didn't need a girlfriend yet? Oh, you really lied to me. ”

"Well, if I say now that I'm just ordinary game friends with Liuli 9, you won't believe it. Mo Chongqian was a little annoyed, he wasn't sure whether what the uncle was telling him now was a good reminder or an opportunity to coax a joke.

"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. The important thing is, believe it or not. ”

"Believe what?"

"Xiao Mo, what do you think of Liuli 9 to you? Have you ever trusted her, have you trusted me, have you ever trusted your followers?"

Mo Chongqian thought about it for a while, in the game, the female player named Liuli 9 was indeed very compatible with herself, if Liuli 9 was not the leader of the Nest Guild, but other ordinary young players without guilds, Mo Chongqian would have regarded her as her own person who was not strong.

"I don't trust her as much as Ruri 9 did to me. I'm also sorry for your trust. Mo Chongqian slowed down, held his schoolbag with a VR headset, and thought of something.

"Okay, if you know what to do, I'll help you. ”

"Uncle, I don't have that kind of relationship with Liuli 9......"

"Not for you. I don't like to do what middle-aged women love to do. It's almost 12 o'clock, you hurry up. "The phone hung up.

Ambulances whizzing by, pigeons fluttering on rooftops, grinding stones spewing sparks from car repair key stands...... The chaotic noise poured into the ears and mixed with the thoughts in the head.

Mo Chongqian stood still in the market for a full minute. The noisy children were dragged away by their parents and reprimanded, the sudden sound of disabled scooters snorting with choking diesel fumes, and the owners of motorcycles who shouted and cursed after colliding and scraping...... The sound is in the ears, but the sound is not heard.

Suddenly, he knew what he had to do.

The phone slid down, flipped to the address book, and dialed out the "Liuli 9".

But no one answered.

Mo Chongqian looked at the time, at 11:45, that Liuli 9 might have logged into the game.

He spied on the location of the nest game hall from afar, and found a small fried shop with WIFI on the opposite side of the game hall. There are sweaty travelers with large suitcases, non-mainstream vocational school students with big holes in jeans, and timid part-time saleswomen. The table was shiny with oil, and the air smelled of smoke.

Wearing a VR headset to log in to the game in such an environment can be regarded as giving your wallet to a pickpocket.

But the clock above the cash register had reached 11:52, and time was waiting for no one, and Mo Chongqian couldn't find a better choice.

The vision darkens, and the game login readbar begins.