In the early morning, Qin Sheng wrapped himself tightly early in the morning and came to the courtyard where Ren Xiaosu and the others were.

He handed Ren Xiaosu a student ID, and then said embarrassedly: "I want to apply for a new student ID for you, but the president of Qinghe University disagreed. He said that no suspicious people are allowed to enter his campus now, and everything that may hurt his students... The old principal is stubborn, and our knights are not very good at face."

"What else is this?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously: "There are things that the knights can't do in Luocheng?"

"Yes, we don't speak for two things. To be precise, no one can speak for it," Qin Sheng explained: "One is the newspaper of Hope Media, and the other is Qinghe University. Editor-in-chief Jiang Xu of Hope Media and President Hu [Dingdian Novels      www.xbooktxt.me] of Qinghe University, these two are very principled people, and we respect these two people very much."

"Then what is this student ID?" Ren Xiaosu said curiously.

"This is my cousin's student ID," Qin Sheng explained: "Fortunately, his face looks a bit like yours, but he is wearing glasses. When you pass the martial law post, you say that you just don't wear glasses, and the ID photo is different from me, so that you can do it. You enter the school at 8 o'clock in the morning and leave at 8 o'clock in the evening. You must be on time. Only these two classes of martial law soldiers have our informants."

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "Okay."

It seems that Qin Sheng has arranged all these and asked people to arrange so many things for him at such critical moments. Ren Xiaosu is embarrassed.

However, when Ren Xiaosu saw Qin Sheng a little reluctant to speak, he wondered, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh," Qin Sheng embarrassedly took out a course schedule and said, "This is my cousin's course schedule."

"What does it mean?" Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment.

"Look, he gave you the student ID, so he couldn't go to school by himself. You need to go to class instead of him to deal with the teacher's name," Qin Sheng said helplessly. In fact, his cousin just wanted to skip classes. Now he was so happy to meet someone who went to school for him. He could stay at home and play game consoles every day.

But Qin Sheng felt embarrassed because the guy in front of him was the young marshal of the northwest. If you ask the young marshal of the dignified one to help him call him...

"Okay, no problem," Ren Xiaosu agreed. He did a favor and he would not even refuse to agree to such a small matter. Moreover, Ren Xiaosu himself wanted to go to the university class to take a look.

Qin Sheng finished his business and was about to leave. Ren Xiaosu suddenly asked, "When will those people take action?"

"I don't know," Qin Sheng shook his head: "We have killed a group of people in the past two days. Maybe the reaction was so strong that many people were dormant, but the teacher said they would definitely do it, just waiting for an opportunity."

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Ren Xiaosu went to Qinghe University alone. Zhou Yingxue pulled Qin Sheng and said she would also get her a student ID, but Qin Sheng refused. After all, Zhou Yingxue didn't look like a student.

When I entered Qinghe University, the martial law troops outside the school checked Ren Xiaosu's student ID, and even raised doubts about the photo not being similar to himself.

This is not the first time he has come to Qinghe University, but the entire campus is so big that it still looks like a maze to him.

And what he said most was that the classrooms in each class were different, which means that he had to get lost in one class...

"Is there only one class in the morning?" Ren Xiaosu looked at the course schedule in his hand. He thought to himself that this student from Qinghe University was too relaxed.

No wonder these people still have time to engage in various activities, they are purely idle.

Ren Xiaosu walked on campus, his eyes wandering around, trying to find the familiar figure he expected, but he found nothing.

Finally found the classroom where the class was held. As soon as I walked in, all the students turned their attention to Ren Xiaosu: "Student, this is the classroom for social, humanities and politics. Have you gone wrong?"

"Wait, do you know Zheng Hang?" Ren Xiaosu asked after looking at the course schedule.

"I know each other," said a girl: "It's a classmate in our class."

Ren Xiaosu grinned and said, "Oh, then I'm leaving the right way. I'll teach him the class. When do the teacher usually call the name?"

The classmates in the classroom were stunned, and a boy shouted exaggeratedly: "That boy Zheng Hang is too cruel. Hey, why are you charging for helping with the name? "

This made Ren Xiaosu stunned, why did it increase the charge? Is there really anyone in Qinghe University engaged in the industry of helping to deal with the nameplate?

He grinned and said, "30 at a time."

"The price is quite fair," a boy joked: "But two or three classes a day, I'm afraid only a rich second-generation like Zheng Hang can afford it, so I can't envy it."

At this moment, the sound of crutches sounded outside the classroom, and the classroom immediately became quiet. A boy winked Ren Xiaosu and asked him to sit down quickly.

But it was too late, the sound of the crutch had reached the door. Ren Xiaosu turned around, both him and those who came outside were stunned.

The person who came is Jiang Xu, the editor-in-chief of Hope Media!

There are many visiting professors at Qinghe University. These people are all people with extremely high status in society, with high academic attainments and masters.

Jiang Xu is such a visiting professor at Qinghe University, and the university president Hu Xingzhi came to visit and invited him personally.

Since the accident of the No. 61 barrier, Jiang Xu can't help but think of Ren Xiaosu. It's not just the special nature of the two numbers 61, but also, he always feels that the sad words about the times should not come from a young man.

What kind of things have the person who can say this have experienced?

However, Jiang Xu didn't expect that he would actually see Ren Xiaosu in the classroom. He had never seen Ren Xiaosu before. Although he had many students, this young man had a unique temperament that he could definitely remember at a glance.

Jiang Xu asked slowly, "What's your name?"

Ren Xiaosu thought to himself that it was not good, but he still said with a thorn in his mouth: "My name is Zheng Hang."

Jiang Xu did not expose him, but walked to the podium step by step: "It just so happened that I still lacked a class representative in this class. Zheng Hang, you will be my class representative in the future. You will do things like collecting homework."

The students in the audience began to watch Zheng Hang silently...

Why did you find someone who helped you call me and call a class representative? Zheng Hang may have to face such a miserable life in the future. Jiang Xu found that he was looking for someone to take the class instead. Maybe if you have to wait for several years, you might have to wait...

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Chapter completed!