Chapter 143 Guardian (I)
Seeing that the assistant stopped asking questions, Qiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But soon the assistant seemed to remember something and said, "He's here because of the live broadcast, right?"
"Today I saw news about his interview on the trending searches, I didn't expect the location was here..."
After hearing what the other party said, Qiao Yuan remembered that the previous hot search did announce that Sheng Guiye would participate in a live broadcast of a famous media friend, and this friend of his was a major shareholder of the media company. Sheng Guiye came here, most likely because he was pulled here by this friend to take advantage of the more professional equipment here for interviews.
After all, the interviewee is Sheng Guiye, so naturally everything has to be done in the best way, and it is not incomprehensible that the media boss comes in person to pick him up.
However, Qiao Yuan remembered that it was just a preview at the time and no specific date had been confirmed.
Was it actually confirmed at that time?
But there was no signal in the elevator now, so even if Qiao Yuan was curious whether he had remembered it wrong, he had no way of taking out his mobile phone to get the answer.
Fortunately, her assistant quickly answered her questions. It turned out that the media person had given a temporary notice on Weibo at noon. When the other party released the live broadcast preview, it had already aroused the expectations of many people. After all, Sheng Guiye was too low-key on weekdays, so even if it was a temporary notice, the news quickly became a hot search.
Qiao Yuan had been working non-stop today and had no time to even check his phone, so naturally he didn't pay attention to it.
Although the assistant saw it, he was worried that Sister Jiang would find out that he was slacking off and looking at his phone, so he could only suppress his desire to share it. Now that he was alone with Qiao Yuan, he was finally able to speak out.
As the elevator door opened, Qiao Yuan and his assistant arrived at the floor where they had filmed before and began to look for the amulet from top to bottom. After searching several places without success, the assistant became visibly flustered and began to talk about what to do if he couldn't find it, but he eventually found it with the help of Qiao Yuan.
Judging from the fact that she kept touching the amulet in her pocket until she left the building, Qiao Yuan felt that the other party should be able to learn a lesson this time.
Because Qiao Yuan had already finished filming her scenes for the crew, Sister Jiang did not send her back to the hotel this time, but sent her directly home.
In the car, Jiang Jie obviously wanted to make an important speech about the other party's forgetfulness this afternoon, but Qiao Yuan fooled her. When she sent him home, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Jiang Jie knew that Qiao Yuan's bedtime was still an hour away, so even if she wanted to say something, she had to hold it back.
After seeing Jiang Jie off, Qiao Yuan turned on her phone while washing up. The copies discussed in the forum had been completely destroyed, and there was no new news in the forum recently, so she chose to take this opportunity to check her phone.
As soon as I opened my phone, the hot searches were basically all about Sheng Guiye’s live broadcast.
Thinking that now was indeed the time when the other party was about to go live, Qiao Yuan thought about it and prepared to click it on to use it as background music.
Just at this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang in her ears: [Players, please prepare, you are about to enter the dungeon]
Qiao Yuan: ???
Qiao Yuan: "Why is it so sudden? It shouldn't be time to enter the dungeon yet..."
System: [The time to enter the instance is not always the same, there may be special circumstances occasionally.]
[Players can choose to accept or die]
Qiao Yuan: “…”
There really aren't any options that would make people have difficulty making choices.
Fortunately, the system gave some time for preparation, so while Qiao Yuan was complaining in his heart, he quickly picked up his phone to contact Song Yanchi.
After all, the other party is still reliable as a companion.
Fortunately, Song Yanchi was online at night, so he quickly replied to Qiao Yuan and said yes.
After getting Song Yanchi's reply, Qiao Yuan simply washed up and lay down on the bed, waiting to enter the copy.
While waiting for the copy to load, Qiao Yuan recalled the good life he had in the past few days without having to enter the copy, and asked the system if there were any more copies like this where one player gets one free. After being rejected by the system and being told that this was not an event that was held from time to time, he sighed with regret.
However, as the system's cold words "Loading Copy" rang out, her consciousness was also pulled into darkness.
When Qiao Yuan opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in the classroom.
There was a pile of books on the upper left corner of the table in front of her. On the top were booklets printed with "Essential Vocabulary for the College Entrance Examination" and "Essential Ancient Poems and Prose for the College Entrance Examination". In the middle was an answer sheet with the mock math test paper, which already had traces of corrections made with a red pen.
Qiao Yuan looked down and found that the clothes she was wearing had also changed. She was now wearing a school uniform with "Pinggu Middle School" written on the chest. The upper body was a loose blue and white lapel short-sleeved shirt, and the lower body was a straight blue trousers. The design concept completely ignored gender and aesthetics.
There was a creaking sound of a fan overhead, and a middle-aged man on the podium was writing lines of formulas on the blackboard with his back to them. There was a red banner on the blackboard with the words "If you don't fight and don't gamble, your youth will be wasted" written in yellow bold font.
Qiao Yuan already understood the situation.
The background of this copy is obviously in high school.
The system's voice did not sound, but Qiao Yuan did not urge her again. After all, based on her previous experience in the dungeon, the system's time for issuing tasks was not fixed each time, so it would be useless for her to be anxious, so she might as well take this time to observe the surroundings.
She sat in the middle, and could just glance around the classroom with her peripheral vision. There were about forty people in the classroom, and all the seats were private, except for a few seats that were empty.
There were piles of books on everyone's desk, like a wall, blocking most of their faces, and only their hands could be seen writing.
However, Qiao Yuan still found Song Yanchi among them.
The other person had his hair highlighted a few days ago and even took photos to show her. But now after entering the copy, his hair has turned pure black again and he is wearing the same school uniform as her.
Song Yanchi was also looking around vigilantly at this time, as if analyzing the situation in front of him. After meeting Qiao Yuan's eyes, he was stunned, his eyes paused on Qiao Yuan's face for a few seconds, and then he looked away with a red face.
After discovering that Song Yanchi was also in the classroom, Qiao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, and then his gaze continued to move on.
She also spotted a few players in the classroom, two of whom looked like novices who had just entered the dungeon, judging by their frightened and confused expressions.
One of them pinched himself hard, and after feeling the pain, he stood up immediately: "Isn't this a dream?!"
"Who are you? What is this game? I'm telling you, I don't want to play it. My friends are waiting for me to race with them..."
His voice exploded like thunder in the classroom where only the sound of fans and chalk could be heard, causing many people to turn their heads in surprise.
Qiao Yuan and some experienced players naturally knew that this was a newbie who didn't trust them when they entered the game. Under other circumstances, they might have been able to explain their current situation to each other, but unfortunately it was class time, which was not the best opportunity to explain. Moreover, they didn't know what the mission and restrictions were this time, so no one acted rashly.
"Racing? Dreaming?" The middle-aged man standing on the podium also heard what he said and turned around. Although he looked kind, his words were merciless: "Yes, yes, yes, you woke up too early. You should have been racing in your dream again, just in time to enter the field to screw in the screws after the college entrance examination."
The man's words caused many students in the classroom to laugh, and the standing player also showed an annoyed look on his face: "Are you mocking me?"
"Let me tell you, my dad is from XX Real Estate..."
Seeing that the player in front of him still had an unyielding expression, the middle-aged man became a little annoyed. He pointed directly at the door of the classroom and told the novice player to go out and reflect if he didn't want to attend the class.
Although the novice player had heard the introduction of the system, he obviously did not believe the authenticity of the game . Especially now that he was being ridiculed and laughed at by so many people, he was filled with anger and slammed the door and left.
Qiao Yuan sighed in his heart, and understood the words that someone in the dungeon had said: "Belief in the authenticity of the game is the first threshold for a novice to survive." Moreover, the other party's personality was too impatient, and it seemed that his survival rate in the dungeon would not be very high.
The other novice player looked hesitant, as if he was thinking about standing up and leaving as well.
The teacher was in a bad mood because of this incident. Even though he was holding the chalk, he did not continue to write shoes on the blackboard. Instead, he walked around the podium, spitting and talking:
"As the college entrance examination is approaching, I hope everyone can cheer up."
"The college entrance examination is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge. Grab one point and you'll kill a thousand people..."
"If you work hard now, you will thank yourself in the future."
…
These were the chicken soups that Qiao Yuan had heard several times when he was in high school, and the classmates around him had obviously heard them many times as well, and were so accustomed to them that, except for a few who were still tilting their heads and listening attentively, most of the people were either lowering their heads and writing furiously, or looking up at the blackboard from time to time and then lowering their heads to write again.
Qiao Yuan was very clear about the situation of these people. When she was in high school, especially in her senior year, she also felt that it was better to do a few more exercises or copy the blackboard instead of listening to the teacher's chicken soup.
At this point, except for the players who don't have to take the college entrance examination, everyone else looks normal.
Unfortunately, this is in a dungeon, and the calmer the scene, the more likely it is that there will be undercurrents.
Her attention quickly shifted away from these people, thinking about what this mission might be.
At this moment, the mechanical voice of the system rang in her ears:
[Pinggu Middle School is a key demonstration high school in XX Province, with first-class hardware facilities and advanced teaching staff. ]
[It’s just that in recent years, strange things have occasionally happened, and some have even resulted in the death of students.]
[The copy of Pinggu Middle School has been opened. 】
[Mission: Please protect Su Zeyuan until he successfully completes the college entrance examination]
[Warm reminder: This is not a special copy, so players are prohibited from killing each other. If Su Zeyuan dies or fails to complete the college entrance examination, it means the mission has failed.]
[Please do not reveal your identity to the mission target]
