The dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Just when Han Chao still had a hint of luck, the results had already come out. Wang Jingya defeated herself 42-30. Yes, what otaku doesn't want to receive a call from Wang Meinu, "Hey, you haven't handed in your paper yet, come with me to the library to write your paper!"

Just when Han Chao was immersed in huge chagrin, the beauty Wang Jingya actually walked in front of him.

"I said classmate Zhou Tao, I'm usually very busy, since you like to study so much, you will be my assistant in the future, deputy study committee member, hahahaha"

Han Chao was stunned. Then I found that several boys around me had looked at me with envy, jealousy, and even hatred.

Some people are annoyed in their hearts, and they can't wait to run again, so that they will definitely rush to the podium with a brisk stride, saying how much they are otaku, how much they love to learn, and how much they have nothing but reading. In this way, maybe it is you who has won the favor now!

"Well, okay, it's such an honor to be able to share the work for Wang Jingya's beauty."

Counselor Zhang Peng congratulated the three class committee members on their successful election, and Han Chao and Wang Jingya, who were talking, took a deep look.

After Zhang Peng gave his speech of encouragement, he began to give several class committee members some class items that needed to be kept by them, first giving the class leader Zhou Ming's classroom the key and the counselor's office, and then also giving the key to the Youth League secretary's classroom and the key to the Youth League office.

Finally, Zhang Peng walked over to Wang Jingya. I have to say that Zhang Peng is a very amiable person, and his smiling appearance makes people feel like a spring breeze.

"Commissioner Wang, this is the key to the classroom and the key to the archaeological archives, so I'll hand it over to you for safekeeping."

"This is?", Wang Jingya was a little vague.

"Oh, the archaeological archives are a place to preserve all kinds of archaeological materials, the tradition of our college is that the study committee of the university has the obligation to clean the archives every week haha, do you regret fighting with Xiao Zhou for this study committee? But don't be afraid, it's not very big, it won't be too tiring to clean once a week, and there will be 300 yuan per month for labor expenses."

"Fat difference!!" Huang Qiming shouted out as soon as he heard that he had 300 yuan a month. "I knew there was such a good thing to make money, and I would do it too!", Qi Fat shook his fat facial muscles, and his exaggerated appearance amused many people.

Han Chao laughed, but his mind was not on Qi Fat's exaggerated humor, his attention was now on the key to the archive room.

The so-called 7878 is actually another dark room in the archaeological archives. Han Chao laughed with the crowd, but his heart fluctuated, and his eyes wandered on the key.

"Ah? I still have to clean up, Vice Commissioner Zhou, No, I'll give it to you, the cleaning work will be yours in the future, and then 300 yuan a month will give you 100, giggle!" Wang Jingya suddenly threw the key to the archive room towards Han Chao as she said in laughter.

Han Chao subconsciously received it in his hand, his heart was ecstatic, and he was just about to be overjoyed, when he suddenly subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and there was a look behind his right that suddenly looked directly at his current self.

"This is definitely not a normal vision!" Han Chao felt a sudden burst in his heart. Since Han Chao brought the pendant of "Kachbus" and had a simple resonance with it, his spiritual sense has become several times more sensitive than before. This kind of spiritual awareness has repeatedly helped him to avoid difficulties when he is on the run.

Han Chao smiled at Huang Qipang and quietly threw the key towards Huang Qipang.

"Then Seven Fat, the cleaning in the future will be yours! When the time comes, the vice chairman will share 50 yuan with you in a month and this week!"

"Hahahaha", the classmates laughed again.

"Hey, you evil capitalists, I, I, Huang Daguan, will not be fooled by you!"

Saying that, Huang Qipang threw the key to Wang Jingya again, and Wang Jingya smiled and put the key in her pocket. Han Chao watched the key being put into Wang Jingya's pocket, and felt depressed for a while.

"I'll go to the toilet", Han Chao said and stood up, coming back from the toilet, Han Chao walked to his place and casually glanced at the back.

It was a young man with a small head, gold-rimmed glasses, and a sportswear, and at this time, this young man was very naturally laughing and chatting with his classmates on his left. It's very natural.

But Han Chao was sure that the moment he received the key, it was this position that suddenly projected an aggressive look.

Han Chao returned to his position and began to recall carefully, this classmate wearing gold-rimmed glasses was very strange, he didn't leave any special impression on himself, he recalled for a long time, only to remember that he seemed to be randomly selected by the instructor when he sang military songs together at night, and he was asked to improvise a paragraph at that time, but he was also shirked by this old man.

After recalling it for a long time, I slowly remembered that this person was called Wang Cheng. Han Chao couldn't figure out where this Wang Cheng came from for a while, this person was too nonexistent, and he was like a bystander from beginning to end.

But if it was a bystander, what was he watching? Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Han Chao's back. Could there be someone who would have guessed that he might come to the School of Archaeology? No, he read a secret letter left by the professor, and without the content of the letter, he would never have chosen to come to the School of Archaeology after returning to society.

Of course, Han Chao wouldn't know that the contents of the letter had been leaked. At least two organizations already know the content.

When Han Chao thought of this, he still didn't want to believe it, and he wasn't sure that there was something wrong with this Wang Cheng. He thought that this person might of course be Wang Jingya's loyal admirer, so he suddenly revealed that aggressive aura. But this is undoubtedly a wake-up call, making me more attentive, I can't say, there are people who really guess that they will return to the School of Archaeology?

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening after the selection of the class committee, Zhang Peng announced the dismissal of the meeting, and everyone walked to their dormitories. Han Chao and Qi Pang walked with Zijian, and the three of them talked and laughed, discussing how to find a classmate next door to play a few poker games after returning to the dormitory.

"Classmate Wang Cheng, where are you going?", Wang Cheng, who was walking alone in another direction, suddenly heard someone calling him behind him when he walked to a remote corner.

"Ah, it's you, you're looking for me? I'm sorry, I'm not free right now, hehe"

Wang Cheng said, his eyes looked at the person in front of him steadily, and his tone became unusually soft.

"You're going home, we have time to have another cup of tea and have a chat, okay?"

After speaking, Wang Cheng turned his head and walked away.

"Not good", Wang Chenggang's body froze there after taking two steps.

"Hehe, take the same trick you did to the mentally handicapped instructor against me?"

"Who are you!" Wang Cheng took out a dagger from his pocket and looked at the person in front of him vigilantly.

"Who am I, you don't deserve to know, say, who sent you?"

"Don't you think!" After speaking, Wang Cheng turned around and was about to run. But it was found that the feet were as difficult to move as if they were filled with lead. He suddenly wanted to shout for help, because there were still students walking around not far away, but suddenly he found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

"You know what, you've already been exposed when you're using your hypnotic tricks unscrupulously, idiot", Wang Cheng watched the person in front of him walk towards him step by step, but he couldn't do anything.

At half past seven the next morning, Han Chao had just woken up, straightened up and stretched a big lazy waist, when suddenly the door of the dormitory was slammed open.

Huang Qipang was panting, his face was tight, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul.

"Out, something's wrong, there's something big!"

Huang Qipang and said after a pause.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Zijian asked suspiciously.

"Dead, dead, dead"

"What?!", Han Chao and Zhao Zijian couldn't help but exclaim.

"Really, no, I didn't lie to you, the body was found by the sanitation workers at half past four in the morning, and it was already dead, and the dead classmate was called Wang Cheng"