I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 273 Investigation of the Chain Group (asking for monthly tickets)
After returning home, Sang Que realized that she had thought too lightly about dropping out of school.

She thought that as long as she volunteered and her guardian agreed, she could submit an application to take a leave of absence from school.

But after consulting relevant people, my mother found out that whether a high school student takes a leave of absence or drops out, in addition to an application from the guardian and proof of relevant reasons, it also requires review by the Academic Affairs Office and signature from the principal.

Then it can be successfully processed after approval by the higher-level education department. After that, it must be reported to the next level for filing.

Not to mention the complicated process, her place is not a backward one. It is located in a remote mountainous area, and it is difficult to verify whether a child has dropped out of school.

Sang Que is in Yu City. If she dares to apply for leave of absence or withdrawal, the school will definitely arrange a home visit, and the people above may even investigate the specific reasons.

In fact, it is understandable that this is to protect minors and prevent them from dropping out of school due to abuse. If they really have financial difficulties, the school will help as much as possible.

By then, her lie about going to film a movie would definitely be exposed, and it would not work to forge a medical report saying that she was seriously ill.

"But mom, I won't be able to pass the physical examination before the college entrance examination. I'm half dead now. If the doctor uses the stethoscope, he will probably hear ghost cries."

In the Sang family's living room, Sang Que said with a sad face.

Sang Wan came over and stuffed the cut fruit into Sang Que's hand. The general stood far away, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail. He wanted to eat it, but he didn't dare to get close to Sang Que, thinking that Sang Que was scary.

Sang Wan said, "There is still a long time until the college entrance examination. You can go to that ghost peddler to see if there is anything that can disguise your body as an ordinary person."

Sang Que sighed, "That is to say, I'd better not take a leave of absence or drop out of school now, but continue to take leave, and submit homework on time, take monthly and final exams, and wait until I graduate from high school?"

In the first semester of her second year of high school, Sang Que often asked for leave. The head teacher didn't say anything, but she had an opinion about her not handing in homework.

She prayed to the witch for help in her final exams, and it was somewhat effective. Except for math and English, she did well in Chinese, and the other subjects barely passed.

The head teacher is very responsible and told her long ago that in the second half of the semester, since she cannot attend classes, she will be given some extra homework to ensure that she can keep up with the learning progress. When she is busy, she only needs to hand it in once a month.

The head teacher was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to pass the score line for art students, but Sang Que was almost in despair!
Although going to school is better than going to work, homework and exams are always painful!
Sang Wan nodded. "It seems that this is the only way for now. You just have to endure it for another year and a half. After you finish your senior year of high school, you will be free when you graduate."

Sang Que bit the apple fiercely. She was the boss of Mingyue Mountain, managing nearly a thousand people, but she still had to do homework. If she didn't finish it, she would be called to the office by the head teacher to be criticized.

Does this sound like a word?

Isn’t there some insidious object that can do homework automatically?
"Since everything over there has been arranged and there is nothing urgent for the time being, you should just go to school for a few days. It's not right to ask for leave right after the start of the semester."

Sangque nodded lifelessly.

"Mom, is there still no news from the story-telling group?" Sang Que asked.

Sang Wan shook her head. "I don't know any hackers, so I really can't find the source."

"Give me your phone, I'll try."

Sang Que took Sang Wan's phone and opened the page of the story-telling group. His eyes gradually turned blood red and he opened his ghost eyes towards the group interface.

My vision began to darken from the edges until there was only darkness in front of my eyes, and no images appeared at all.

Sang Que persisted for about a minute, but still could not see anything. She put down her phone helplessly. The blood color in her eyes faded, and she raised her hand to rub her sore eyes.

"Either the person behind this group is more powerful than me, or they have ways to prevent prying eyes."

The group gave my mother only half a month’s deadline, so this matter needs to be resolved first.

Sang Wan thought for a moment and said, "Are you still in touch with Teacher Zheng? I asked Aunt Xu, and she hasn't contacted your Teacher Zheng for a long time."

"The last time we met was in November, as I remember. He said he was going to Southeast Asia to investigate the Golden Boy incident. It's been more than three months now, and he never sent me a message."

Sang Que put down the fruit plate, picked up the phone on the coffee table and sent a message. She understood what her mother meant. They were "civilians" and had no channels to investigate the story relay group. Zheng Xuan was from the relevant department and might know more than her.

The message was sent, but there was no reply.

Sang Que put down his phone and sat with Sang Wan to chat for a while. It was a rare opportunity for him to have free time to accompany his mother, so Sang Que followed her around like a little tail and slept with Sang Wan at night.

The general didn't dare to get close to Sangque now. It had been sleeping beside Sang Wan's bed, but now it slept alone on the carpet in the living room for the whole night.

The next morning, just after dawn, the general was outside scratching the door, whimpering in grievance.

Sang Wan and Sang Que had no choice but to get up early and go out for a run with the general.

Since his legs recovered, Sang Wan goes out for a run every morning to exercise.

The recovery of her leg made Sang Wan much more confident. She played frisbee with General on the community lawn with a smile on her face. From childhood to adulthood, Sang Que seldom saw his mother so happy.

Sang Que secretly made up her mind that she would help her mother save her legs no matter what.

After school officially started, Sang Que went to school as usual. People in her class always asked her when the drama she was filming would be broadcast, and Sang Que always answered vaguely that it would be soon.

During the day, Sang Que sent another message to Zheng Xuan, but still received no reply.

Except for class time, Sang Que spent the rest of the time hanging out with Jiang Zao and Xu Yichao. When she was away, Jiang Zao and Xu Yichao became good friends because they were in the same class.

In fact, Sang Que really needs Jiang Zao now. With her carpentry skills and talent in weapon manufacturing, she can definitely take on the responsibility of technological development in Mingyue Mountain.

Moreover, there are no restrictions in the Gui Dynasty. As long as there are enough materials and tools, Jiang Zao can definitely invent all kinds of firearms and explosives for her.

But Sang Que can’t just think about herself, Jiang Zao has her own life.

Finally, Sang Que decided to confess to Jiang Zao after the college entrance examination and asked her if she wanted to work for him during the summer vacation before going to college.

By that time, the infrastructure in Mingyue Mountain will definitely be completed, and the time will be right to develop military strength.

In addition to going to school, Sang Que did not relax in her investigation of the story-telling group. She searched the Internet for news from previous years and related ghost story posts, trying to find clues.

My mother also tried to find out among her writers' group.

They analyzed together that this group was trying to achieve a certain goal by writing horror stories, and the people they were looking for might all be writers.

The rule for storytellers is that only authors recognized by the public are capable of continuing horror stories based on real events, so there must be a connection between the two.

Unfortunately, after a week of searching, I found nothing.

On February 2, Friday, before school was over, Sang Que was called to the office by her class teacher. An old professor with gray hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and who looked like a senior intellectual, came to see her.

The old professor saw Sang Que and smiled, "It's been so many years, and you have grown up so much."

Sang Que was stunned and felt that the old professor was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him until he asked again.

"How is your mother doing lately?"

Sang Que suddenly remembered that he was his aunt's mentor and had attended her funeral.

"I didn't want to disturb you and your daughter, but Zheng Xuan is missing and you happen to be somewhat related to this matter, so I came to find you and, by the way, to see your mother."

Also, a little later~