Yan Zhixu came to the dormitory with luggage.

This is a single room in a clean and tidy environment with a large bed covered with a quilt folded into tofu cubes.

Put down the luggage, push open the door of the compartment, there is a separate bathroom and a washbasin.

It is clean and clean, and there is no dust at all by wiping it with your hands.

Yan Zhixu looked at the dormitory environment and organized the items in the suitcase. Then someone knocked on the door and brought a set of teachers' clothes.

After finishing, it is time for lunch. The school cafeteria provides lunch.

Wearing a mask and holding a lunch box, she pushed open the dormitory door and went downstairs to the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, the freshmen were still wearing their own clothes, not wearing uniforms, and were lining up to eat at the four windows.

The 100-person team was divided into four groups, and the meal was quickly prepared. Everyone sat on their seats with their plates to eat, and there were loud voices during the banquet.

Yan Zhixu took out the lunch box.

She didn't choose to stay in the cafeteria to eat, she picked up the meal and turned to leave.

"..."

out the door.

Keenly noticed that someone in the dark was using a telescope to aim at the cafeteria, the corners of his mouth under the mask were slightly raised, and he did not respond otherwise, and took the lunch box back to the dormitory.

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A peaceful day passed.

As night fell, one hundred freshmen stayed in the dormitory to sleep or organize their belongings. They were so excited that it was difficult to calm down.

In an office, sitting at the desk were three people in teachers' uniforms, two men and one woman, all over thirty.

Among them, the burly, muscular man glanced at the time and said impatiently, "Do you know who the last teacher is?"

Sitting across from him was a gentle-looking man, Xiao Shuyi held a stack of student materials in his hand and flipped through it casually.

"Old Wang, don't be in a hurry, there are still five minutes before the announcement of the meeting."

Wang Qicheng's brows were furrowed, his body was strong, and his face was dark and aggressive, and it was a little scary.

The woman lying on the table was bulging forward and backward, even wearing a green teacher's uniform, she couldn't hide it, she lifted her eyelids and winked, "Old Wang's temper is as irritable as ever, and he is so impatient that he will die. Must not."

When Jin Xuan was complaining about Wang Qicheng, there was a knock on the door of the office, and then the door opened, and a tall figure came into view.

Yan Zhixu put on the teacher's uniform, and his beautiful black hair was tied into a high ponytail.

She pulled out a chair and sat down, raised Erlang's legs lazily, took off the mask and stuffed it into her pocket.

"Hello, I'm Yan Zhixu, the last teacher. I don't think I'm late."

She took out her phone, unlocked it, and glanced at the screen. The meeting time was 11:30 pm, and it was still two minutes before 30.

"Yan Zhixu?"

There was a smile on Jin Xuan's face, and there was a strong interest in his eyes.

He lowered his head and tapped the screen of his mobile phone with his fingers to search for information, and then read out the information from Baidu one by one.

"Yan Zhixu, a popular female star and the richest daughter in the city, has participated in the variety shows "Starting From Zero" and "All-Star Games", and the TV series she participated in are the upcoming "Xuanji Biography"..."

With Jin Xuan's words, the atmosphere in the office dropped to freezing point. Wang Qicheng, who has always been bad-tempered, clenched his fists and his forehead burst into blue veins.

absurd! Simply ridiculous!

Yan Zhixu nodded and said, "Well, it's me, and the Baidu information is quite complete."

Her face without Fendai looked as usual, as if she didn't notice the anger radiating from Wang Qicheng.