Suit Man's expression had already darkened, but he still suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "How do we prove it?"
Ponytail Woman met him head-on. "That's your problem to figure out."
The plan had been to meet up at the Equipment Maintenance Center.
As one of the locations the NPC had emphasized, it was bound to conceal some clues.
But with those clues came unknown risks.
Suit Man and Hat Man clearly didn't want to take those risks, which was why they'd waited until the others came out before showing themselves.
Even Zhou Taifu had figured that much out.
The group's expressions grew increasingly cold as they looked at the two men.
Suit Man waved to everyone, signaling that there was no need to get tense. Then he patted Hat Man on the shoulder, asking him to explain why they'd arrived late.
He also said pleasantly that he'd fill in anything Hat Man left out.
Hat Man tugged at the brim of his cap and began explaining, his tone less than friendly.
While they were searching the teaching building for clues, they'd run into the school's academic affairs director.
The director had chatted with them for a while, then told them to bring their equipment.
Later, they were to go to the large music classroom on the fourth floor of Building C.
There was a rehearsal scheduled there that day.
"Did she give you a specific time?" Ponytail Woman asked.
Hat Man glanced at his watch. "No. She told us to find you first, then go over together."
So, without even stopping for lunch, the group set off for Building C with Hat Man leading the way.
As they walked, they shared the information they'd each found.
But, just as Jiang Cheng had said, none of it was particularly useful.
Rather than exchanging information, they were sharing what they'd learned from their nightmares.
"Doctor," Fatty said quietly, moving closer to Jiang Cheng. "Doesn't this feel like one of those film appreciation classes teachers used to make us attend?"
He swallowed and continued, "I remember that after every movie, we'd get an extra assignment: an eight-hundred-word review. There was no getting out of it."
Jiang Cheng thought for a moment before replying, "We had those too. But once, our homeroom teacher accidentally opened his C drive and played the wrong movie. After that, the whole school canceled film appreciation class."
Fatty: "..."
"By the way," Zhou Taifu said suddenly from the back of the group, "what do you all do in the real world? It's fate that we've met, so why not become friends?"
Fatty shot him a glance, clearly reluctant. "What do you do?"
"My name's Zhou Taifu. I'm a fairly well-known jewelry merchant." He fussed with the few hairs on his head, trying to look more professional. "Some of you must have heard of me."
It was obvious that he was used to a life of luxury in the real world, too.
He was also quite proud of his real-world status and wealth.
Since Zhou Taifu had brought it up, everyone went along with the conversation.
Hat Man's name was Luo Yi, though it sounded like a halfhearted fake name. He claimed to run a supermarket.
The man with him was named Zhen Jianren. Apparently, he worked at a well-known law firm and, despite his young age, had already made partner.
When Fatty heard Suit Man's name, he froze for a second.
Jiang Cheng, meanwhile, let out a quiet "Hm?"
"Doctor," Fatty whispered to Jiang Cheng, "be honest. You thought of something, didn't you?"
"What are you two muttering about?" Zhen Jianren asked.
"Nothing," Jiang Cheng hastily explained. "Don't get the wrong idea, Brother Jianren. I just think your mom picked a really good name for you."
Ponytail Woman couldn't help laughing. She found Jiang Cheng more and more interesting.
"What's your name?" she asked Jiang Cheng with interest. "And what do you do?"
She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a spirited air about her.
It was something ordinary women couldn't match.
"My name's Hao Shuai," Jiang Cheng answered honestly. "You can call me by my name, or just call me Handsome. I'm a professional male model, currently working in the high-end section of the nightclub at Butterfly Love Flower KTV."
Fatty: "..."
"A model?" Ponytail Woman found him even more amusing. Resting her chin on one hand, she asked meaningfully, "The kind who makes a living off his looks?"
"No," Jiang Cheng declared solemnly. "I also rely on my stamina and the love of pretty girls."
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