As time passed by minute by minute, Lao Wan seemed to have been immersed in his "middle school" state. There was indeed no normal person in Bai Hang's Xindao Academy.

"Can we turn on the light first?" Bai Hang finally couldn't help it. He looked at each other like this. Are you here to slap the eagle?

"I suggest you better not do this." Lao Wan whispered.

"Why?"

"atmosphere."

"atmosphere?"

Lao Wan said seriously: "Don't you feel it? This atmosphere is very suitable for us to talk. Before the day of freedom begins, the future 'president' of the student union and the 'S' freshmen of Kasai College meet in secret. The environment should be such a dark and spacious room. If we turn on the lights, how can we reflect the concealment of this meeting?"

"If you want to conceal it, you'd better turn off the flashlight as well. If you see it from outside, the light source of the flashlight may be obvious." Bai Hang made a pertinent suggestion.

"If we turn off the flashlight, then we will lose sight of each other? How can we continue the conversation?"

‘Anyway, you have been watching me for more than an hour. Let’s talk about something like a turtle? You are a junior. Is it really good to continue like this?’

"We have mobile phones and golden eyes, which can shine. Don't you think this flashlight is too bright? It has destroyed the style. If it really doesn't work, we can type on our mobile phones," said Bai Hang.

Lao Wan immediately made up a picture.

In the open dining room, the tables and chairs are arranged neatly in a certain order. The future president of the student union and the freshman of the ace opened two chairs and sat by the window. The two of their mobile phones were lit at the same time. The moonlight at midnight passed through the bullet holes in the window. At this time, the perspective was raised to the point where only half of the face could be seen, and then the angular faces of the two were painted with sketch shadows.

Well, very good, very good.

Lao Wan turned off the flashlight.

Bai Hang thought to himself that he felt very comfortable. He didn't know what the other juniors in the Student Union looked like, but if Lao Wan became the president, even if it was not the student union, every activity would be scheduled at night, then turned off the lights and each person brought a flashlight to the dance. Someone asked the president why he did this. Lao Wan stood on the platform on the second floor of the venue and stood with his hands behind his back. "We work hard in the darkness, we serve the light, we are the Dragon Slaying Party, and the light that is too bright will only burn us..."

Damn it! Bai Hang cursed inwardly, and he seemed to be contagious and liked to make up for it.

"You are qualified, you can get on the day of freedom." The screen of the phone lit up. Bai Hang looked down and saw that Lao Wan actually sent him a message.

"Is there any tactic?" Bai Hang asked.

"No, you'll live to the end. You're already my own person. If you're alive, it's too late to tell you that tactics are too late. My tactical arrangement has long been over. Your teammates are people you don't know. There's no time to get in with you. If you just join the team temporarily, it will only cause trouble. Anyway, you have excellent personal abilities. You may have miraculous effects when fighting alone. Just remember not to use your fingers to collect bullets."

"Okay." Bai Hang asked in typing: "When will the day of freedom start?"

Lao Wan entered: "The day after school starts."

Bai Hang glanced at the clock in the upper right corner of his phone. It was already 00:02 now, which means it is the second day after school starts.

Bai Hang asked: "Isn't that the present?"

Lao Wan said: "Yes, theoretically, it's starting now, but we usually wait until six in the morning to play. This is the rule set by the previous president. They don't like to stay up late. In addition, the professors need to rest. The elderly may be in a bad spirit. In order not to fail the subject, the presidents have to compromise."

"But they're already graduated," Bai Hang typed.

"With that being said, but..."

"——Boom~!" Lao Wan typed halfway, and before he could even make a shot, a gunshot suddenly shook the snow layer covered with green plants outside the Leviathan Pavilion.

The gunshot was deafening, completely different from Lao Wan's voice with a silencer.

Bai Hang heard Lao Wan curse: "It's Barrett, the people from the Lion Heart Association are not moral! They actually started early!"

Lao Wan took out the Bluetooth headphones from his pocket and put them on. He turned his head and said to Bai Hang, "Sorry, I didn't bring your headphones. I'm going out. You can hide yourself. It's better to help me steal two people. Then I can tell you that you are from the Student Union. If you hide in the dormitory and don't come out, then I lift you up to the public and no one believes that you have joined the Student Union. Most people will think that I can't afford to lose. I colluded with you to take the position of president. At that time, we will both smell bad. So we must steal a few people from the Lionheart Association. If you can't steal, please hide and don't come out. When the new arrival is received, I will go through the process to let you come to the Student Union."

After saying that, Lao Wan carried his voice silence and sniped out.

Bai Hang saw Lao Wan leaving the Leviathan Pavilion and ran forward several steps. After rushing out of the green belt outside the venue, the heavy sniper sound sounded again. Lao Wan's waist was filled with blood. Bai Hang sat in the restaurant and heard Lao Wan curse him from a distance, saying that Barrett's empty bag was really painful.

The time on the phone is 00:05. Five minutes after the start of the free day, a man who claimed to be the future president of the student union was abolished. Thank you, he started to laugh.

Bai Hang walked out of the Leviathan Pavilion. The place where Lao Wan fell was paved with Romanesque square floor tiles. Although there were no tall buildings around the Leviathan Pavilion, there were several medieval bell towers in the academy. The place where Lao Wan fell was just within the view of a lighthouse.

Taking out his cell phone, Bai Hang gave Lao Wan a close-up look when he fell to the ground.

Freedom pursues truth for one day. Even if it is an empty bag, "dead" means "dead". If you stand up before the end of one day of freedom, it is breaking the rules and will be punished. Of course, if you die in a corner where no one knows, it is nothing to get up secretly. As long as no one sees it, it is not a foul. The premise is that you hide it from the human eye and also hide it from Norma's surveillance. That woman has never disappointed.

After taking photos of the miserable situation of the "Future President", Bai Hang turned around and posted it on the Night Watcher. The title is [The Minister of the News Department Lao Wan stopped in five minutes. What's there to say?]
Chapter completed!