An Unexpected Holiday

Around the end of the third period in the afternoon, all classes received a notification that seemed almost impossible to come.

Have a holiday.

All students, whether in first or third grade, will have a holiday from the fourth period until tomorrow afternoon.

In other words, there's no need for evening self-study, and no classes tomorrow morning either. Students can go to the cafeteria for meals anytime, go to the library to find materials, or study in their dormitories.

Fewer and fewer students remained in Class 4 of Grade 3, and more and more students were leaving with their schoolbags on their backs.

Yu Xing was in a good mood as he packed his bag to leave when Oliver, who was looking down, suddenly tugged at his sleeve.

"Did you do it?" Oliver asked.

Yu Xing smiled and tilted her head to look, catching a glimpse of a pair of eyes that were much more bright than before amidst Oliver's long hair.

He zipped up his backpack, looking relaxed. "Hmm? What did I make?"

"A holiday." Oliver withdrew his hand, still seemingly unsure of who to appease. "Johnny announced a holiday after you came back from the office. Did you do something?"

"I hope you..." he hesitated, "I hope you can tell me the reason. I... I'll be staying here for many years to come..."

"You mean this? It wasn't me." Yu Xing waited until Oliver finished stammering before shaking her head and spreading her hands in feigned helplessness. "How could I have the ability to give the whole school a holiday? It was the Principal's decision."

"Principal?" Oliver was taken aback. "The Principal... came back early?"

Yu Xing didn't answer immediately, but thought to herself, "Oh, so some students do know about the Principal's departure. It seems we haven't squeezed their information out of them thoroughly enough."

Half a minute later, after the last bystander had left the classroom, he said, "No, I heard from Director Gene that the Principal will be back as early as tomorrow, but he already contacted the Principal in his office just now, and the Principal has given a reply."

"Did the Principal say the whole school was given a holiday?" Rebecca, no longer considered an outsider, came over and overheard Yu Xing's words. She thought for a moment, "Could it be because of what happened at noon...? That was all thanks to you guys."

Those she included among "you" were naturally several transfer students; now, everyone except Qu Xuanqing was present.

They dawdle every night, are the last to leave school, and are the least in a hurry to go back to the dormitory to review their lessons; the other students have gotten used to it.

"How could this be our doing? The chef was clearly the one who caused the trouble," Zhao Mou interjected, smiling knowingly. "We didn't do anything."

I don't believe you for a second!

Rebecca reluctantly changed the subject. She wasn't blind; when she was paying attention to one person, she would naturally see many details she wouldn't normally notice. Not to mention when she was observing a group of people, their seemingly casual actions would eventually be connected into a coherent whole.

She knew that what happened at noon was the work of these amazing transfer students, but since Derek didn't want to be exposed, she could only choose to keep quiet.

Only...

As she looked at these people, a thought involuntarily popped into her mind.

Why did she feel that these people's goal was to completely disrupt St. Johnis Middle School?

The girl who usually acted with them, Elizabeth, was also a transfer student. After returning from the office, she surprisingly adopted the aloof expression of the other Red Armband members, perfectly blending in with them.

Contamination takes time.

Rebecca thought that Elizabeth's behavior was like acting, trying to blend into the red armband group without standing out. Usually, only those with deeper motives would use the method of infiltration.

"Don't overthink it, it's time to go back." Wen Qinghuai waved to Rebecca, who was clearly deep in thought, and said goodbye politely and with dignity.

The road from the teaching building to the dormitory building was exceptionally lively.

The streets were filled with bewildered students forced to leave school. Although they were very happy not to have to attend evening self-study, the unease of being treated as an exception also weighed on the hearts of these boys and girls who had already become easily frightened.

The lively atmosphere continued until Yu Xing and her teammates returned to their dormitory and locked the door.

"The dormitory supervisor is gone?" Only then did Wen Qinghuai exhale in surprise. They had just passed by the duty room downstairs in the dormitory building, and the duty room was unusually empty. The female dorm supervisor, who always seemed to be glued to her seat, was nowhere to be seen.

"It's probably an emergency meeting," Zhao Mou guessed, plopping down on a chair in the common area. "The Principal's coming back; he'll probably hold people accountable, right? Director Gene wants to find out something, so he'll definitely be asking a lot of questions. The dorm supervisor doesn't seem as tightly confined as the cook; he should be able to move around a bit."

"With Nightmare, who moves across the entire map, as an ally, she's definitely in a better position than the cook and the librarian." Yu Xing agreed with Zhao Mou and snapped her fingers. "I wonder if she'll be watching even more closely tonight. Anyway, when I went out last night, I felt like she was letting things slide."

At that moment, he was crouching under the window of the duty room; the terror of being discovered in that instant was no lie.

"We'll discuss her position later. Did you hear any other intelligence in the office?" Zhao Mou asked.

The teaching building was crowded and noisy, Yu Xing only briefly mentioned that the Principal was going to return to school early, without going into details.

"The Principal is making preparations for the auction," Yu Xing said.

"Auction?" Zhao Yijiu stood in the shadows, her presence almost invisible, until he stepped forward and stepped out of the shadows, at which point her presence suddenly became clear.

His gloomy demeanor had dissipated somewhat, and when the auction was mentioned, apart from Yu Xing, he was probably the only one present who was so sensitive to it.

"Art Museum..."

"Yes, it's the one you're thinking of." Yu Xing nodded.

This wasn't the first time an auction had happened; he had even been invited to the art museum by the painter Lisa. However, the auction was later in the day, essentially a dungeon that hadn't yet opened.

This once again proves that high-level NPCs are interconnected between different building instances. It's unclear how much impact the Principal's early return to school will have on future auction instances.

"Besides the auction?" Zhao Mou and Wen Qinghuai also knew about what happened at the art museum; the latter scratched his fluffy curly hair.

"Oh, I also heard... After the Principal returns, he plans to invite reporters to the school to film and publish it 'in society' to increase the reputation of St. Johnis Middle School, and incidentally recruit new teachers." Yu Xing toyed with the pen left on this table last night, a smirk playing on her lips. "Wouldn't you say I'm forcibly speeding up the plot? There was supposed to be a test, but since the Principal returned early, my plan can proceed ahead of schedule." (This is the fastest update for the Absurd Deduction Game, Chapter 59, "They're Actually on Holiday," available for free reading.)