The moment the tip of the pen touches the doorknob, the red indicator light immediately illuminates.

"Nope."

Su Lin shook his head, and then tested the back, door, and all the windows in the classroom, and the final result was that they were still all electrified.

"Isn't it, Sir, why is there still electricity?"

Everyone who learned the results had frustrated expressions on their faces.

"I'll fuck you, let's play with this kid!"

Lan Wentao, who suddenly became furious, grabbed a chair and angrily slammed it towards the front door.

Boom!

A loud crash resounded throughout the classroom, but the door did not move, and there was no sign of the smash.

"Lan Wentao, please note that you have violated the school rules of the Twilight Campus, and I hereby warn you once!"

"Lean ......" Lan Wentao threw the chair aside and snorted lowly.

However, Lan Wentao's reckless actions did exchange an important piece of information for them, that is, it was absolutely impossible to escape from here by violent means.

"It's over, we won't be able to escape." Zhang Zeru was mourned for the exam, and said to himself, "What if you pass the entrance exam?" Isn't it just dying a little later, what's the difference? ”

This time, no one bothered to scold Zhang Ze anymore.

By this time, everyone was physically and mentally exhausted.

"Hey, do you have any mobile phones in your hands?"

As if he had suddenly thought of something, Lan Wentao suddenly said, "As long as we can contact my father, we will definitely be saved!" ”

"My dad knows someone from the Department of Public Security, and he will mobilize the greatest manpower and material resources to save us!"

"Nope." Liu Yiyi shook her head, "When I first came here, I found that my phone was missing. ”

"Me ...... too"

"I don't have a phone either, even my smartwatch is gone......"

"Don't talk about your watch, I even have my headphones gone......"

The crowd sighed and complained.

So this group of people still hasn't figured it out, it's not the real world at all, you don't have a mobile phone, you don't have a dad, you don't have a mom...... Su Lin said silently.

After walking around the classroom, Su Lian, who had no new idea for a while, sat down on the table in his seat and looked at the outside world through the windowpane.

The setting sun set a fire on the canopy, burning along the cascading sea of clouds to the end of the horizon.

Further down is the silhouette of the rows of school buildings on campus, like a group of creeping little monsters in the dusk.

"No wonder it's called Twilight Campus."

The girl's voice brushed past her ears, and Su Xiao tilted her head slightly and found Chen Yating standing by the window.

She tilted her head slightly, because of the reflection of the afterglow, her face was mottled with light and shadow, and her side face was so beautiful that it could almost be used as a literary and fresh penguin head.

"Ah, yes." Su Lin nodded.

"Do you like to watch the sunset too?" Chen Yating said.

"Hmm." Su Lin nodded, "When I was a child, I often went for a walk with my parents on the side of Seaview Avenue in the evening, and everyone said that the sunset there was the most beautiful in Muhai City. ”

Chen Yating listened very carefully and bowed slightly: "A while ago, I was sorting out materials in the office, and after working for most of the day, I looked up and saw the sunset outside the window. ”

"And then I really felt like I was healed at that time......"

"Although I really want to throw the plan that can never be changed from the upper floor, and I want to throw the resignation letter in the face of the boss......"

As she spoke, Chen Yating smiled a little embarrassedly, and the dimples on her face appeared, "I'm sorry, my mind is a little messy now, and I don't know what I'm talking about." ”

"It's fine." Su Lin smiled faintly and didn't say much.

In the same class for three years, although there was almost no communication with Chen Yating, Su Lin felt that Chen Yating should be a very typical romanticism.

She was the representative of the Chinese class in her class, and when she first introduced herself, she said that she had read a lot of East Asian and Western literature.

Everyone has never doubted this, because Chen Yating's scholarly anger and literary style are as natural as they are, and sometimes even when she laughs, she has a sorrow like a trace of cloves.

Su Lin was most impressed by the first Chinese class in the first year of high school, where the teacher praised and read Chen Yating's composition in public.

While most of the students were still racking their brains about how to use Xiao Ming and Xiao Hong to make up an argument material that didn't look so outrageous.

Chen Yating has already begun to quote works such as "Human Disqualification" and "Notre Dame de Paris", and learned Zhang Ailing's technique to write words as beautiful and gorgeous as white moonlight and cinnabar moles.

The dead and vulgar Brother Lonely naturally can't understand the world of literary girls, but it is undeniable that Chen Yating is indeed a very different girl.

At least when everyone was arguing and panicking in the unexpected today, she was the only one who quietly walked to the window to watch the sunset, except for Su Lone.

"Do you think we can go back?"

Chen Yating said a little melancholy, "If it was placed in the previous senior year of high school, we should have eaten in the cafeteria at this point, right?" ”

"Yes, the school also deliberately opened a special window for the third grade of high school, but it still didn't work......"

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, he stopped abruptly, because Su Lin suddenly thought of something.

Yes, Chen Yating is right, at this point in time, they should have finished school.

But I remember it clearly...... Su Lin had a thought in his heart, and immediately turned around and looked at the clock hanging directly above the blackboard.

From the end of the entrance exam, its pointer has stopped moving.

Su Lin then remembered that it was from that time that the game progress of this copy seemed to have entered a stalemate and stagnated.

“…… I seem to get it. ”

Su Lin thought to himself.