Imperial Capital Time.

11:00 p.m. sharp.

The students of Class 8 have completed all the camp construction, and they are a bit bored to sit together and brag about it.

Basically every outing, they are like this.

Once you're done setting up your camp, all that's left is free time.

But in such a place, you really can't find anything to play.

And the school explicitly forbids not to bring some video games over, so except for the recent Three Kingdoms Killing, which is on fire, they really lack entertainment programs.

Besides, even if it's the Three Kingdoms Killing, you can't play it every day, and if you play for a long time, you will always get tired.

In addition, this is still a wild place, which is not very suitable for card games.

The students in Class 8 are now all sitting on a small stool, wearing sunhats, either chatting or looking up at the sky in boredom.

Or, take out the snacks you bought before and eat them.

But the students of Class 8 suddenly realized a problem.

Before we went up the mountain, didn't there be a grandson in Class 9 who came with us?

Just because there are few things to bring and it is easy to climb the mountain, you come to despise us?

At that time, it seems that we were still thinking about despising and going back, right?!

The students of Class 8 looked at each other for a moment, and instantly came to their senses.

Wouldn't it be the best activity to go and have a visit to the Nine Banderse?!

And it's still noon, and those poor students in Class 9 must not have eaten or drunk.

We have a drink, potato chips, and sandwiches, which can be described as rich in ingredients, isn't this the best part of the journey?!

Thinking of this, a small group of boys from Class 8 looked at each other and smiled, carried their small benches, and carried snack gift bags on their backs on the way to the gathering place of Class 9.

They decided!

Today's lunch was eaten at the door of Class 9!

....

However, when it came to the gathering place of Class 9, they were a little dumbfounded.

It's not that it's because of the 'abstract' barbed wire, after all, they've seen it before, and it's not unusual.

But...

Why is there so many people gathered in such a small place?!

At a cursory glance, the students of Class 8 realized that there were at least a hundred of them now.

And it is clear that they have been divided into seven small groups, although they are not very far apart, but those distinct picnic blankets have already explained their composition.

In addition, there are a variety of snacks and drinks on the outing blankets of each small group.

Even more excessive, there is even roast chicken...

And each group has a large parasol inserted in it.

This look is to be prepared!

The students of Class 8 looked at each other and then at themselves, and suddenly felt a little ashamed for a while.

Why are you so well prepared?!

At this moment, the students of Class 8 are in the mood to go back and prepare again...

But at this moment, the students from the outside class next to them had obviously spotted them and beckoned to them:

"Yo, the brothers are in class eight, so I'm waiting for you."

"Come on, come on, there's a space in this piece right now."

As he spoke, he gestured to a clearing next to them.

The students of Class 8 smiled politely, walked over, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Harm, as you think, come to the nine bandser."

"Who told them to go up the mountain, and that would be pretending to be like that?"

"Now that we are all busy, the equipment of Class Nine looks like the master who has not brought anything, how can we let go of such a good opportunity?"

The waving boy explained with a smile, and then patted himself again:

"Oh, by the way, we're in Class 7."

"Further on, it's six, five, and at the beginning, it's one."

As he spoke, he pointed to other small groups one by one.

The students from the other classes also waved at the eighth class in a friendly manner.

Immediately, the squad leader of Class 7 looked at the people in Class 8: "You didn't bring blankets, did you?" ”

The eighth squad leader nodded embarrassedly: "I originally thought that it was just us, and we would be pulled down in a moment, but I really didn't expect there to be so many people." ”

"Harm, this is to blame for the anger of the ninth class before."

"But it's okay, the blanket in our class is quite big, and a few brothers can sit together."

"This, okay?" The students of Class 8 hesitated: "I see that you are obviously the dividing line of the class." ”

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a habit to use class as the dividing line." The seventh squad leader waved his hand and said indifferently:

"Now that we can come here, everyone is a brother, and they are all comrades who have come to the ninth class to give it to the nine-banders, and there is no distinction between them."

The head of class 7 waved his hand, and some students dragged the students of class 8 over.

"That's it, now everyone is a united front, what else to see."

Students from other classes also helped out.

The students of Class 8 could only sit in the position of Class 7 with half a push.

"Brothers, if you want to eat, you can eat it, you're welcome."

Immediately, the leader of the seventh class shared the items of his class very heroically.

The students of Class 8 did not contain the lake, and immediately poured out all the things they had brought:

"It's the same, you're welcome, brothers."

After going back and forth like this, the students of Class 8 soon became one with these comrades who shared their 'ideals'.

They share food, blow the same cowhide, and look forward to the same picture.

But soon, the leader of Class 8 felt that something was wrong.

They're having a great dinner, but...

What about the people in Class 9?

Up to now, on the stone platform not far ahead, there is still only one class teacher of Class 9 with his back against the cushion and a sunhat on his head, and his body is relaxed.

With a second leg crossed, you are swimming.

Can...

What about the students in Class 9?

They have come here for the sake of Desor.

Now that the main owner is gone, this makes them feel like their fists are hitting the cotton, which is very uncomfortable.

"Those people in Class 9 have not been there since just now."

The leader of the seventh class seemed to see the doubts of the eighth class, and took a sip of Coke to explain.

"We don't know what they're doing."

"But it doesn't matter, they'll always come back, after all, their homeroom teacher is still here."

"They can't do without their homeroom teacher."

As he spoke, the seventh squad leader shrugged his shoulders indifferently, looking unfazed and not panicked at all.

Anyway, the monk can't run the temple, just wait.

I don't know why...

The eighth class leader always felt that he might have overlooked some important details.

So far, the students of Class 9 have not appeared, so what kind of big move are they holding back?

For no reason.

The eighth class leader suddenly felt a little flustered.

I always feel that this collective experience may not be going well...