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Chapter 104 Entering the Game

A group of military academy students appeared at the gate of Mingde Middle School.

They were still wearing the clothes they wore when they entered the game; this time, they entered the game in their own avatars.

"Whoa!"

One of the military academy students looked at the towering iron gate in front of him with an expression of amazement: "This gate... it's much taller than the one I saw in the promotional video!"

Another military academy student stepped forward and touched the large iron gate: "This iron gate... looks like it won't be easy to climb."

"You want to climb the iron gate?" Tian Baiwei exclaimed in surprise. "Haven't you ever played the red-clothed game before?"

The military academy student, touching the large iron gate, turned around and nodded blankly: "Never played this before, what's wrong?" Wasn't he just curiously grabbing a game helmet to try it out because he'd never played the game with the red-clothed girl before? Why did Tian Baiwei have such a strange expression?

And isn't this a high school-themed game? Isn't skipping class a normal part of school life? Or has a good student like Tian Baiwei never done this before?

Tian Baiwei didn't say anything, but patted the other person's shoulder affectionately.

Keep this innocence, my friend...

Your worldview will soon be shattered.

As a veteran player who started playing the red-clothed game from the "囍" (double happiness) theme, Tian Baiwei doesn't think this is just a simple game to experience high school life.

Once all 30 people had arrived, the iron gate, which had been quiet all along, suddenly opened slowly by itself, the "creaking" sound grinding against everyone's nerves.

Just as everyone's attention was focused on the school gate they had opened, the sound of footsteps, "tap, tap, tap..." came from afar.

Everyone looked up.

A figure was slowly walking towards them.

The person who arrived was not tall, wearing a dark gray suit dress and black square-heeled leather shoes with heels of about three centimeters. Her slightly plump body made the clothes look a bit tight, and the fabric stretched out a few shallow curves in her abdomen; every button on both the coat and the shirt underneath was fastened tightly, and the white collar was tightly stuck to her neck, below her fleshy chin.

As she drew closer, her features became clearer: her hair was meticulously styled into a tight bun at the back of her head, without a single stray hair. Her expressionless face revealed a broad, well-defined jawline and slightly drooping cheeks. She wore black-rimmed glasses, and her eyebrows were finely trimmed and arched high; deep lines ran between them, marks left by years of scrutinizing with furrowed brows.

She wore no other adornments—no earrings, no necklace—only a gleaming fountain pen clipped to her breast pocket and a watch on her wrist.

"Are you the new transfer students?"

She stopped in front of the military academy students and glanced at them.

Her face was expressionless, but the moment her eyes rolled, the air around her seemed to sink, making people involuntarily straighten up and even want to look down to check if there was anything wrong with their clothes.

"Yes, yes." Geng Yao, as the class monitor, subconsciously stood up to answer.

"Come in with me..." The woman turned around and introduced herself in a flat tone, "I am the Dean of Students at Mingde Middle School. My surname is Lü. You can call me Teacher Lü."

"I'll take you to your dorms first."

The group walked in a long, winding path, following behind Teacher Lü to a slab building that was about six stories high.

The slab building is the simplest rectangle, with the walls made of the simplest gray cement; the edges of the roof can also be seen with traces of rainwater erosion over a long period of time, like black tear streaks winding down.

The windows, like those in the teaching building, were old-fashioned iron-framed green-painted windows, and the window glass was also hazy and blurry.

"This is the dormitory building." Teacher Lü stopped. "The dormitory assignments have been posted at the entrance. Once you've found your assigned room, you can find the dormitory manager to pick up your room key."

"Your school uniforms are already on your beds. I'll give you two hours to get ready. I'll come back to pick you up in two hours. Hopefully, by then—"

Her gaze swept over the heads of the military academy students in front of her: "You are all fully prepared for enrollment."

"remember--"

"At Ming Tak Middle School, obeying school rules is always the top priority."

The military academy students nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Only after Teacher Lü left did the military academy students finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"This Teacher Lü is really intimidating!"

"Yeah! I thought this was just a simple high school simulation game, but when this teacher appeared, I was really shocked. I didn't dare to say a word when she was there."

The military academy students were buzzing with discussion, but Geng Yao didn't intend to waste any more time there. She reached out and pulled Tian Baiwei to go check out the dormitory first.

However, she pulled on it but couldn't budge it.

"?"

Geng Yao looked at Tian Baiwei with a puzzled expression. "Weiwei, what are you looking at?"

Tian Baiwei didn't move her head, but pointed in the direction she was looking, "Look there."

Geng Yao looked in the direction she pointed.

Behind the dormitory building, there seemed to be a... shop?

The storefront is very small, seemingly only the size of a room. The narrow storefront is only half-open, and due to the angle, the facilities inside cannot be seen clearly. Fortunately, on the half-open door, there is a rectangular wooden sign with two words written on it in white paint.

However, the paint was peeling badly, making the strokes look broken and discontinuous. It took Geng Yao a long time to recognize that the two characters were "haircut".

"This is... a barbershop?"

Tian Baiwei nodded.

"What happened to that barbershop?" Geng Yao asked curiously.

She couldn't see anything unusual about the hair salon...

"It's not unusual..."

Tian Baiwei shook her head.

She reached up and lifted her own hair, then looked at Geng Yao's long hair, and suddenly asked, "Do you remember what the students' hairstyles were like in the promotional video?"