Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 624 - 47: Second-Year Evil Spirits Group

"The school explicitly prohibits early romance, so why on earth can Wang Yunxiao be so intimate with girls?"

The confrontation between He Lan and Little Gourd at the school gate brought a considerable shock to the naive and simple lower-grade students.

Some couldn’t help but discuss it privately.

Gossiping in private is normal, after all, the old saying goes, "Others’ wives and daughters, all smiles; your own wife and daughter, such is life."

Only those involved can truly feel the happiness and joy of maintaining an ambiguous relationship with a beautiful girl, what joy is there in watching others flaunt their affection? Nothing but envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Just a few days after the start of school, Scar Wang’s reputation within the school took a nosedive.

However, somewhat surprisingly, at the start of term, the ringleaders from the classes unanimously kept silent, as if they had already recognized Wang Yunxiao’s status in the school’s Jianghu World.

Of course, this was definitely not because Brother Yuanxiao had caused them any psychological trauma, but because Nanke High School had finally started its classes.

Wang Yunxiao experienced it himself one evening.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself sitting in an unfamiliar classroom, with all the students around him casting strange looks at him.

Looking down, he saw a newspaper in his hand with the headline "Nanke High School’s Discipline in Disarray, Men Thieves and Women Prostitutes..."

This was Zhou Qing’s script.

Suddenly doused with a bucket of dirty water, various pressures came one after the other, seeing his best friend hang himself and being too helpless to do anything but lower his head and pretend nothing had happened.

The script is fiction, with the main aim of reshaping cognition.

How do you view all this? How will you resolve this conflict?

"What are you looking at your dad for? Bored with living?"

With a cold snort from Wang Yunxiao, the students in the class instantly returned to normal, no one daring to look at him again.

This newbie scenario posed no pressure whatsoever for Wang Yunxiao.

He simply experienced it briefly and then consciously woke up from the Dreamland.

Qinghe Middle School had two urban legends in the past, and now there was another one.

— Invading bullies at the school.

They roamed the campus in groups, armed with weapons like wild beasts. Once they spotted you, they’d cling on relentlessly, dragging you into an inescapable chase.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t know how others felt about it, but he himself had no gaming experience.

It’s like the boredom of a high-level player bullying newbies in Newbie Village.

The teaching method of Nanke High School was obviously abnormal.

Abnormal teachers, abnormal textbooks, and an abnormal teaching model.

If they could cultivate talents this way, that would be really something.

The Twelve Laws were far too complex; not to mention a middle school, even key universities of the future era wouldn’t include all subjects.

Wang Yunxiao felt that Principal Zhou didn’t need to be so greedy. If he could focus on one or two of the Twelve Laws, the teaching effect would be much better than now.

Just like last semester, when Teacher Liu had them uniformly practice Garrison Soldiers Dharma Gate, the effects were very good...

After pondering for a while, Wang Yunxiao suddenly realized, why am I thinking about such deep issues?

It’s because of reading too much.

Ever since he read "Human Sociology," his mind unconsciously worried for the world first and took joy later.

Always finding this unsatisfactory, finding that unsatisfactory, unable to suppress the impulse to argue and engage in keyboard politics.

This is a sickness, it needs to be treated.

Ever since he made He Lan cry last time, she really didn’t come around anymore. Although he knew there was an element of acting in her tears, Wang Yunxiao still felt very unpleasant inside.

Sometimes he couldn’t help but question himself, should he give up the plethora of flowers before him for the unreachable Eldest Miss Li.

It’s clear she has no intention of discussing such matters with you, so constantly harboring unrequited feelings isn’t very good either.

The survey had been revised, and Chen Yan had agreed to it too. Watching his brothers cheer and leap for joy, Wang Yunxiao felt a bit of satisfaction, but also a slight irritation.

As the big brother, am I meddling too much?

If this blows up into something ugly, will they hold a grudge against me as the big brother?

Human nature is too complicated, and so is society.

Right now, I just want to be crass.

During class in the afternoon, Li Mumu pretended to shake her notebook nonchalantly, and Wang Yunxiao immediately got the message.

Private chat.

"Do you know Zhou Qing and her group started a literary society?"

Who? What’s that?

Wang Yunxiao was completely befuddled.

He wasn’t very familiar with Zhou Qing (who was alive), and he knew even less about this "literary society" thing.

Although at the start of the school year there was indeed talk of establishing a student council and encouraging the formation of interest clubs... for the average student, both the student council and these so-called interest clubs were very alien concepts.

As if you guys were studying literature...

"What is the literary society for?"

"Isn’t that what I’m asking you?"

"Ask me? Then you’re asking the wrong person!"

The club I’m involved in is not this kind of club!

Wang Yunxiao was puzzled, and Li Mumu was frustrated.

She couldn’t just tell Wang Yunxiao straight up that a particularly dangerous person had been roped into the society by those two shamelessly audacious girls.

An artificially created high-dimensional string, Lilith.

Now she has taken a Chinese name, Song Lili.

She and Meng Wei were placed in the second year and put in the same class as Zhou Qing and Jiang Yinyin.

Somehow, these four ended up hanging out together.

During lunch, Jiang Yinyin whispered to Li Mumu, saying they were planning to establish a literary society.

To study classical literature.

Li Mumu didn’t understand but chose to respect it.

The only thing that worried her was this new student, Song Lili.

The saying goes that insiders look at the mechanism, while outsiders just enjoy the spectacle.

Only a witch from the String School would know how dangerous the high-dimensional string is, and even if you explain it to others, they wouldn’t understand.

"Aren’t you doing a questionnaire survey? Why don’t you start with them?"

Is that necessary?

That survey is for the benefit of my bros, what do you take me for?

Fine, I want to be a vulgar person.

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment and then wrote on his notebook: "How about we go together?"

"Why would you need to bring me along?"

"I’m worried about misunderstandings. You know I’m quite popular with the ladies and tend to attract young girls."

You really have no shame! 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Li Mumu cursed inwardly.

But she had the same idea, mainly wanting to see if this Song Lili’s mental state was stable.

"If I go with you, Jiang Xiaotang won’t object, will she?"

Since the incident with He Lan at the school gate had become public knowledge, Little Gourd was now seen as "Lady Yuanxiao" in the eyes of other students, and naturally, Li Mumu had to consider her feelings.

Wang Yunxiao looked up at Little Gourd.

She was in her own world, withdrawing from everyone else.