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Jiang Xiao nodded; there was no point in hiding it.
After receiving the results, Xinyi nodded and left, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Holy crap! You stop right there!"
Realizing what was happening too late, Jiang Xiao immediately stopped Xin Yi from leaving.
The latter turned around with a puzzled look and asked.
"what happened?"
"You little busybody, you wouldn't be thinking of going to Extinction to badmouth me, would you?!"
Upon hearing how Jiang Xiao addressed her, Xin Yi's face darkened.
"Hmph, she's the school beauty of Qingshan, and a rich second-generation heiress with a powerful and wealthy family. Would I dare to complain about her?"
Huh?
Why does this little busybody's talk sound so sour?
"Hehe, you're just jealous of her money. Not only is she rich, but she's also beautiful and studies better than you!"
Wang Qiang, who was standing to the side, mocked her. These words instantly broke Xin Yi's defenses, and she grabbed the homework book next to her and was about to smash it.
But just then, the class started.
Holding the notebook and panting heavily, Xinyi had no choice but to give up.
The three classes in the morning passed quickly.
Jiang Xiao glanced at the food in the cafeteria at lunchtime.
Seriously, even if you fed it to a dog in a mental hospital, it might not eat it.
"What kind of crap is this? It's neither salty nor bland."
If you really had to describe it, you could say the spicy fish wasn't spicy at all, and the salted tofu wasn't salty at all.
Specializing in pushing the limits of students' taste buds.
The soup, in particular, although it had some egg drop soup and tomato floating on top, didn't taste like eggs or tomatoes at all; it wasn't fragrant, salty, or sour.
It's like reheating leftover water from last night and then boiling it with shoe insoles in it.
It has only a faint fishy smell and a very strange taste.
In summary: The taste is very strange.
I don't know if all school cafeterias are like this, or if the school in this ghost story is different from the one on Earth.
After all, Jiang Xiao had never been to school.
The chosen ones who look to the world.
Even the Indian boy couldn't accept the taste, complaining that food without Masala couldn't be called food.
Well.
There is one exception.
That's Kim Ye-jae from the kimchi business.
This kid acts like a wild boar that's never eaten fine bran; anyone who didn't know better would think he was eating at a state banquet.
He's even more flamboyant than Wang Qiang.
Jiang Xiao didn't eat a single bite, while Wang Qiang, sitting next to him, ate while muttering to himself.
"Brother Xiao, you...you came to school empty-handed today. What are you going to wear this afternoon in mourning clothes?"
"Uniforms?"
“You can’t not wear it. Even if we don’t touch you, the rain has stopped now. During the afternoon’s long break for morning exercises, we’ll all be wearing mourning clothes. If you’re the only one not wearing one, you’ll definitely be caught by the school’s disciplinary committee right away.”
Chapter 387 Difficult-to-Borrow Mourning Clothes
Wang Qiang shook his head, indicating that it still wouldn't work.
"Xiao-ge, you forgot? Make sure you keep up with Yin Le during morning exercises. You can't be absent or fall behind. The discipline committee members will be checking. No matter if you're hiding in the classroom or the toilet, they'll find you 100% of the time."
Oh?
Jiang Xiao grasped the key point.
One hundred percent?
Does that mean it's equivalent to a "certain death" rule?
No matter where you are, if you don't go for morning exercises, you'll be caught by the school's disciplinary committee.
"Brother Xiao, why don't you borrow a set from the third year of junior high? They have a lot of studies and don't have to do morning exercises anymore."
"Don't go."
Jiang Xiao doesn't have the habit of wearing other people's clothes.
"Besides, even if I borrowed it, they might not be able to give it to me, right? Doesn't the school rule say that we have to wear mourning clothes at school starting in the afternoon?"
This is true.
Wang Qiang didn't know what to do either, since the start of the semester no one had dared to violate this school rule.
"I only heard that if you don't have mourning clothes, you can only borrow them from the third year of junior high school, but I don't know the specifics of how you manage to borrow them."
After finishing his meal, Wang Qiang returned to his dormitory and changed into mourning clothes with the other students.
When everyone walked around the campus dressed in perfectly white mourning clothes, the brightness of the world seemed to rise several degrees.
Even the teachers and the workers responsible for cleaning up the school are the same.
Jiang Xiao, dressed casually, stood out like a crane among chickens.
Made
It feels a bit strange.
Do we really have to borrow a set from the third-year junior high school?
Being unfamiliar with the place and its people, Jiang Xiao, being rather shy, was too embarrassed to speak up.
Just as Jiang Xiao was hesitating, a voice came from behind him.
"Jiang Xiao?"
Xinyi?
"Jiang Xiao, I noticed you came to school empty-handed today. You probably forgot to bring your mourning clothes, right? Here, I have one here. It was left to me by my older brother who has already graduated from Qingshan."
After saying that, Xinyi took out a set from her bag and handed it to Jiang Xiao, as if she had been prepared in advance.
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Jiang Xiao opened it and found that it was indeed mourning clothes, but the style seemed to be slightly different.
"This is from three years ago, and it has been redesigned, but you won't be penalized for wearing it."
After speaking, Xinyi also showed off her own mourning clothes, saying that they were left to her by her older sister who had graduated, and that they were somewhat different from what people wear now.
Jiang Xiao looked closely.
As expected, the outfit Xinyi gave herself and the one she wore were the same version.
"Never mind, I'll take another look."
Jiang Xiao shook his head and refused.
Wearing someone else's clothes is one thing, but secondhand funeral clothes are another! Who can stand that?
"You do not want?"
Xinyi stared at the boy in front of her in shock.
"No, don't you know how serious the consequences are for breaking school rules?"
Too lazy to pay attention to the girl, Jiang Xiao left without even daring to acknowledge her.
Wang Qiang, who was following behind Jiang Xiao, chuckled upon seeing this.
"If someone is being overly solicitous, they're either up to no good or have ulterior motives. Didn't you like targeting my brother Xiao before? What, are you after his money now? Let me tell you, with your Tiger tank-like appearance, you can forget about it. I don't even want you."
Wang Qiang's words were agreed upon by some boys nearby, some of whom even laughed out loud without any attempt to hide their laughter.
This made Xinyi, who had some freckles and a slightly chubby figure, completely lose her composure and rush to chase after Wang Qiang.
But very few girls in this age group can outrun boys. After chasing for a long time, she was just being led around like a dog by Wang Qiang.
Finally, in desperation, he stomped his feet and threatened Wang Qiang that he would tell the teacher.
This finally calmed Wang Qiang down, and he obediently let Xinyi hit him a few times.
Looking at Wang Qiang, who was still indignant after being beaten, Jiang Xiao smiled and said.
"I thought you were going to keep trying to provoke her with your words."
"Oh no! I wouldn't dare! If you really get angry and tell the teacher, I'm doomed!"