The school in the eyes of the taskers only has Class 1 (1) in high school, and those people live a normal campus life, and time does not go forward or jump, so they move forward normally.

Chen Yang went to the entrance of the canteen to meet his teammates. He revealed his discoveries and analysis in the waves of food.

Everyone has mobile phones, they all know the time issue, and they also see the jumping changes of the seasons, but they did not easily find their deskmates to investigate, for fear of exposing themselves or involving side tasks.

Some people think by chance that it is best to survive until the end.

"Two timelines," Chen Yang said, "We are on a timeline that can fast forward and suddenly jump, while those dozen students and teachers are on a normal timeline."

"The timeline we walked is based on the event," Bai Tang continued, "It is normal during class, and the 20-minute break time when we go to the playground to gather in the classroom is also normal. After the twenty minutes, it was supposed to be the third class, but it jumped directly. The class bell rang and became normal again. After class, it quickly went forward and jumped again, from mid-to-late September to early November."

The best friend looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't understand what the professor said. They whispered: "Professor, can you tell us again?"

Bai Tang summarized: "Our timeline follows someone. The normal flow rate of time is the part that the person wants to feel, and the rest jumps over."

Chen Yang said: "Just like watching a movie, the plot that is not interested will be fast forward."

Only then do you understand the name. When they recall high school, they will find that some things were recorded due to various factors, and some things were long gone and forgotten. This is the reason for the normal or jump of the timeline.

The nineteen people at the entrance of the cafeteria did not make any noise.

"Why did you suddenly stop talking? The group banned the speech?" Wen Qing grabbed Jin Xiao's long left arm and lifted the cuff of his school uniform to look at the watch. "It's normal for the time to go."

Chen Yang thought, "For that person, this is also a necessary thing, so he didn't skip over."

"I just came to the cafeteria for lunch after school, why not omit it?" Qian Han murmured in confusion.

"Maybe noon this day has special significance to that person." Chen Yang concluded, "The thing that has not skipped time at the moment is self-introduction at the beginning of school, exercises during class, the first Chinese class, and the noon on the first day of November."

"Then the point is here," Wenqing exaggeratedly pretended to be mysterious, "So, whose timeline is this?" He stood on the steps beside the flower bed and turned his back to the sun, with a innocent and harmless smile on his face, "Who are we in our memory..."

Wenqing suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed: "Student Lin, please answer!"

Lin Chengye was walking in a state of spirit. He was startled when he heard the swearing voice of Wenqing: "What?"

"You can't be half-hearted." The literary youth took a kind reminder gesture, "If you are not lucky, you will die."

Lin Chengye laughed dryly: "I will pay attention, thank you Mr. Wen for your advice."

"You're welcome, you're welcome. We're all classmates, and it's time to help each other." The literary youth waved his hand and repeated the question.

Lin Chengye said: "That class teacher."

"The task prompts 'If you don't learn, don't delay others', this is what the teacher said from the perspective of the teacher." He has reasonable and logical information online.

Chen Yang glanced at Lin Chengye. As soon as this man appeared, he aroused a certain nerve of the literary youth. He still didn't know why.

As a high school student, Lin Chengye is still fat and fat. People want to pinch his face and rub it a few times. This look is easy to have a good popularity.

Regarding Lin Chengye’s statement, there were voices of approval and refutation in the team.

"Yes, I want to say that the evil spirit is him!"

"But when Xiao Zhang died, the head teacher was on the podium."

"A clone technique."

“…”

A ponytail girl said: "My thoughts are the same as Mr. Lin. The task prompt reveals the identity of the ghost, either the head teacher or another teacher."

Her name is Yang Xue, she also has a top student face, and she is a talented woman with good grades and looks very classically. She seems to be able to take out a guqin and pick it up at any time.

Chen Yang listened to everyone's discussion and his stomach was rumbling. He felt like he had a class all morning. The fragrance in the cafeteria floated in front of him, fish-flavored shredded pork, kelp winter melon soup, and cauliflower stir-fried meat...

Bai Tang saw Chen Yang swallowing, and hesitated and touched the other party's sleeve: "Why don't you go in and get food first?"

"It's okay, I can still hold on." Chen Yang said.

Seeing that Chen Yang insisted, Bai Tang stopped persuading him. They were not familiar with him. If Xiangdong was there, they might be able to help them get a line... No, Bai Tang woke up and frowned slightly with self-deprecatingly. Xiangdong would only form a team with Chen Yang, and would not care about his life or death.

"The death condition of this task is not to disturb others' studies." Bai Tang suppressed his inappropriate feelings of loss, "Is the task to finish high school here?"

"It is very likely that the timeline will jump like this." Wenqing looked expectant, "Is there a slogan that counts down to the college entrance examination for a hundred days? I haven't seen it before, so it must be very exciting!"

Everyone: "..."

Qian Han felt that the sky had collapsed: "Oh my God, if you want to get to the college entrance examination, how long will you have to stay here? You are only in the first year of high school now."

"It's almost done," said Qian Qin, "the final exam for the first semester of high school is coming soon."

The atmosphere was a little suffocating.

"It should be skipping over, right? The exam is boring and meaningless. The master of the timeline will definitely omit it." Qian Han, a poor student, grabbed his brother's hand.

"The teacher likes it." The poor student once poured cold water on them, and the man poured money into himself. "If it is really like what Mr. Lin and Ms. Yang said, this is a teacher's timeline and memory, the final exam should..."

"Stop talking!" Another poor student Lin Chengye shouted to stop him.

"Yes, yes, right, it's just November? It's meaningless to say this now." Someone immediately agreed unbearably.

So this problem began to end in a hurry, revealing the proportion of top students and poor students in the team.

Chen Yang walked into the cafeteria and turned around and said, "By the way, my deskmate Jiang Wei is the squad leader. There was a matter of running for the class cadres in the time I skipped."

"You are the representative of mathematics class." Qian Han took advantage of the situation and the needle was huge and long. Chen Yang was stabbed so hard that he almost vomited blood and died. He wiped the blood that did not exist at the corner of his mouth, "I am mentally prepared."

Chen Yang turned around and asked Qian Han where the news came from.

Qian Han scratched the back of his head: "I found out from Wang Juan when I went downstairs after school." He looked at the absent-minded Chen Yang, "Mr. Chen, are you not good at math?"

Chen Yangxiao: "What do I say about this? I am a liberal arts student, and I am a liberal arts student who has graduated for many years."

Everyone: "..." It's OK, needless to say.

Wenqing ran down the steps and approached Chen Yang: "Handsome guy, you are so miserable."

"I want to eat now, and I will think of a solution after I finish eating." Chen Yang was so hungry that Xingxing was floating in front of him. He wanted to turn his head and ask what Chao Jian had to eat. The words were swallowed by him, and they were bitter and astringent.

Wenqing saw Chen Yang's expression and knew that he remembered Chao Jian. His habits were terrible: "If someone asked you to explain math problems, you don't know how to explain it. Is it considered delaying the other party's study?"

"Just tell the other party directly I don't know." Chen Yang said, "If you don't know how to pretend to be able to do it and waste other people's time playing tricks, that's not possible."

Wen Qing looked at Chen Yang and walked towards a window. He raised his eyebrows at Jin Xiao. If he heard it, we don’t have to worry about it.

Jin Xiaochang said naturally: "Qingqing, go and get me some food."

"I still want to say that." Wen Qing smiled, "Old method, stone scissors, cloth, the winner will give the other party a meal, and you will definitely win or lose."

Jin Xiao curled his lips: "Come."

A few seconds later, Wen Qing took two lunch boxes to the window. Her breath was so gloomy that she was so angry that she was angry, but she still wanted to accept the loss because adults were responsible for their behavior.

This is his definition of life, and once a decision is made, he will bear the consequences.

There were two windows for making food, and there were food cooks behind them. Chen Yang could only see more than a dozen people coming in and out, but the rice bucket and many dishes were left.

Even if this scene evokes memories of his student days, Chen Yang still feels frightened.

Chen Yang made a meal of three or two with meat and one vegetable. The lunch box was full. After taking a bite, he felt that it was the taste of school.

Wen Qing deliberately put Jin Xiao's long lunch box at the window, and he took his own to find Chen Yang.

"You still eat this dish." Wen Qing pointed at Chen Yang's beef stewed with potatoes.

Chen Yang asked with his eyes.

Wenqing said: "You have been eating for more than 20 days in a row."

Chen Yang swallowed the food in his mouth: "Is there any?"

Wenqing means a lot: "Yes."

Chen Yang's shell began to shatter, and the fragile part was exposed. His face became younger, but his eyes did not become green. All the experiences and waiting were in his eyes.

Chao Jian likes to eat potato stewed beef, and he will order it when he sees it.

"I'll tell you Lao Jin's contact information after I go back." Wen Qing curled her lips.

Chen Yang thanked him. With his literary personality, he was only interested in interesting things.

What does other people’s love mean? The literary youth took the initiative to do this and had done their best.

Chen Yangruo looked at Jin Xiaochang not far away, and was planning something.

Everyone stood in front of the teaching building for lunch, and most of them ate without knowing the taste.

"We have to take advantage of the time when we have not fast-forwarded, jumped, and went to class, so we should check the clues quickly."

Bai Tang only made a portion of rice without cooking. He used his slender fingers to dig a little bit of rice into his mouth, chewing it slowly and said, "Since the first suspect is the head teacher, let's start with him."

Qian Han sat on the steps to eat, his mouth was stuffed a lot, and he said vaguely: "He is in the dormitory building now!"

"What about that." Yang Xue pointed to one point.

The head teacher came here with a water bottle. There was a black coat outside the striped blue jacket and the glasses were replaced with thin feet.

"It's better to go to the dormitory with him." Bai Tang said.

"That's good, you can take the opportunity to observe the details of his life." Yang Xue looked at his teammates one by one and said the key to the problem, "It's just that it's not suitable for us to find him together."

"I'll go." Chen Yang transferred the food and ate the last piece of beef. "I am a top student with a serious academic degree. It's halfway through the first semester. I have a mental problem. He will enlighten me."

As he said that, he handed the lid of the lunch box to Wenqing: "Help me carry it."
To be continued...