Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Ten p.m.

On the campus of Osia University, three female students left the laboratory building and walked together back to the dormitory.

"Hey, isn't that Teacher Qiu?"

Following the direction the arm pointed, the other two saw Qiu Xiao standing in the corridor on the first floor of the Chemistry School teaching building.

"Teacher Qiu!"

The three of them smiled and waved at Qiu Xiao.

But the next moment.

The three of them heard a gunshot.

Qiu Xiao also fell backwards.

Then, they saw a man in black clothes walking out from behind the stone pillar where Qiu Xiao had fallen.

In the dim light of the corridor, they saw what was grabbed in the hand.

Bloody.

Like... a heart.

"what!"

When Zhang Yitong heard this, she suddenly screamed in fear.

She took the hot tea from the table tremblingly.

Blow.

I wanted to drink some to calm myself, but I couldn't get it down.

Zhang Yitong raised her head and looked towards the calm laboratory: "Xiao, Xiao Song, where did you hear this horror story from? Don't bring it up in our school..."

Zhang Yitong wanted to cry.

If she had known that Xiao Song was planning to return to the newspaper office tomorrow, she would not have made this special trip to look for him.

I'm going to have a nightmare tonight.

Song Yuesheng went back to the bedroom, took the newspaper from the table, and placed it in front of her, pointing at the news that almost took up half of the page.

"It just happened last night. I thought you knew, so I wanted to ask you."

"what?!"

Zhang Yitong was no longer calm.

She quickly picked up the newspaper and read it carefully.

To the right of the content is a photo of Qiu Xiao.

The first half is the "story" Xiao Song just told, and the second half is Qiu Xiao's introduction and the police's assurance that the case will be solved as soon as possible.

Zhang Yitong felt a little dizzy.

It’s really Teacher Qiu.

She exhaled a breath of turbid air: "Xiao Song, I once took Teacher Qiu's Chinese painting class. She was very nice and even asked Lao Zhou to raise my grades. Remember to report back to the newspaper tomorrow. I'm going to look for Meihua."

Song Yuesheng didn't expect that the people around him knew the deceased.

She asked with some concern: "Can you do it by yourself?"

Zhang Yitong forced a smile at her: "Don't worry, my driver is downstairs."

Song Yuesheng would feel relieved only after seeing Zhang Yitong get into the car with his own eyes.

She paid attention to this news because in the plot, Xia Pingwan used the original owner's identity to go to Oas University to convey that Xia Pingwan wanted to continue her studies abroad and refused the position of art teacher.

But after surviving the death of the original owner, Xia Pingwan has already entered Oas University as a teacher in a high-profile manner.

Looking at the plot given by the Sparrow Spirit, the biggest help to the heroine is her ability to travel through dreams.

pity.

Can't be taken away.

At the same time, she also doesn't know whether the number of time travels is infinite, and whether she can travel into the future.

Under such conditions, every opportunity to help the heroine cannot be missed.

What is being compared in this world is - the speed of seizing opportunities vs. the speed at which the heroine uses dreams to travel through time and space to change the present.

In short, two words.

trouble!

Early the next morning.

Song Yuesheng first went to the newspaper office to meet his friends, and then left under the pretext of looking for news.

Her goal is clear.

——Liang Shuman, who teaches Chinese at Eurasian University.

This is the only male protagonist she can currently get in touch with.

Schools in this world do not allow non-teachers, students or other staff to enter. If you graduate, you can return to your alma mater with your graduation badge.

But because of the murder, the security guards were checking very strictly today.

Three procedures.

Graduation badge, point out the class of students and search in the academic affairs system, and contact the teachers of the school to provide proof.

Song Yuesheng was looking for Teacher Zhou.

She was the original owner's thesis advisor and had a good relationship with the original owner.

Song Yuesheng reminisced about the past with Teacher Zhou, and then went to the teaching building where the School of Arts held classes.

On the way, we passed the Chemistry College teaching building where Qiu Xiao was killed.

Because of this change, students from the School of Chemistry were temporarily placed in teaching buildings of other colleges.

Go to whichever classroom has no classes.

But it's strange.

Why would Qiu Xiao, a Chinese painting teacher, appear in the teaching building of the School of Chemistry so late at night?

Is the person who called her here related to the School of Chemistry?

suddenly.

A reproachful voice came from far away.

I saw a young man in black and white police uniform running over.

"Student over there, you are not allowed to come in or out. If you want to attend class, go somewhere else. Didn't your teacher tell you that?"

"I'm sorry, I'm a graduate and I don't know the school's rules. I'm leaving now."

When Song Yuesheng turned around and left, he saw Luo Xiangshan.

She was standing behind a pillar, talking to the police.

Right.

Huo Tingchuan has a stake in Eurasia University.

When something happens in school, he, as a director, cannot just sit there and do nothing.

Song Yuesheng took a long detour before reaching the teaching building of the School of Arts.

When she arrived, the get out of class was just over.

The weekly curriculum is posted on the door of each classroom.

She searched for a while and finally arrived at the large classroom on the third floor four minutes before class started.

however.

There are a lot of people in the classroom.

When Song Yuesheng arrived, there was not a single empty seat.

In the original owner's memory, there were no more than twenty people in a class.

The original owner had only graduated for one year.

Song Yuesheng didn't believe that so many students could be added in one year.

After listening to the students' conversation for a while, she knew the reason.

Everyone is obsessed with looks.

Forget it.

It would be fine to find the murderer and connect with Huo Tingchuan first.

Song Yuesheng had just walked to the first floor when he heard a surprised voice.

There seemed to be a hint of barely perceptible joy in that voice.

"Miss Mu, why are you here?"

She turned her head and saw Liang Shuman walking towards her.

He also couldn't recognize his previous appearance.

Her eyes are bright and her hair is orange, which looks even more dazzling under the sunlight.

He was wearing a blue-gray gown, looking calm and reserved.

The gentle temperament he exudes is very similar to that of his mother Yuan Yuan.

If Liang Shuman were put into a crowd now, he would definitely be spotted at a glance.

"You've made a mistake. My last name is Song, not Miss Mu."

Song Yuesheng took another look at Liang Shuman's hair.

Does the male protagonist in this world have different colored hair?

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how his hair passed the review.

Liang Shuman carefully observed the girl opposite him.

The age doesn't match.

Not a mute girl.

She just had a similar expression to Mu Girl four years ago.

Liang Shuman: "I'm so sorry, classmate..."

"Wrong again." Song Yuesheng interrupted him and looked at him with a smile, "I have graduated from here and am now a reporter."

Liang Shuman felt ashamed.

He said hurriedly: "Sorry, sorry. I still have classes. I will make it up to Miss Song after class."

Song Yuesheng deliberately leaned forward.

"How are you going to make it up to me, huh?"

The girl's voice ended with a slight rise, with a clear hint of teasing.

Liang Shuman had never seen such a courageous woman since he returned to China.

His face was flushed, and he said unnaturally: "This is a school."

At this moment, he heard a distant sound.

"Mr. Liang, if you don't go to the classroom, you will be late."

Liang Shuman looked over there.

I saw that Miss Song had already walked out of the teaching building.

She stood in the distance and waved at him.

so similar.

Liang Shuman tapped his forehead.

Can't think.

It's unfair to both of them.