I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror Chapter 419 - 385: The Difficult-to-Borrow Mourning Attire

"What if I don’t go to do the morning exercise?"

Wang Qiang shook his head, indicating that wouldn’t work.

"Jiang Xiao, you forgot. When doing the morning exercise, you need to keep up with everyone, you can’t be absent or fall behind. There will be disciplinary committee mbers checking, and no matter if you’re hiding in the classroom or the washroom, they have ways to find you 100%."

Oh?

Jiang Xiao grasped the key point.

100%?

Does that an it’s like a "do or die" rule?

So, no matter where I am, as long as I don’t go to the morning exercise, so school discipline committee would catch ?

"Jiang Xiao, why don’t you borrow a set from the third graders? Their academic burden is heavy, and they don’t have to do the morning exercise anymore."

"I’m not going."

Jiang Xiao didn’t have the habit of wearing other people’s clothes.

"Besides, even if I go to borrow, who says they’ll lend it to ? Don’t the school rules state that starting from the afternoon, everyone must wear uniforms?"

That’s true too...

Wang Qiang didn’t know what to do either, as since the beginning of the school year, no one had dared to break that rule.

"I just heard, if you don’t have a uniform, you can only borrow one from the third graders, but I’m not clear on how exactly you can borrow one..."

After finishing dinner, Wang Qiang returned to the dormitory, and along with other students, changed into the uniform.

Everyone walking in the campus in their impeccably clean and tidy uniforms made the brightness of the world seem several degrees higher.

Even the teachers and the workers responsible for cleaning the campus waste were the sa.

And Jiang Xiao, dressed in casual clothes, stood out like a sore thumb.

Damn...

Sothing feels off.

Do I really need to borrow a set from the third graders?

Not knowing anyone there and being rather shy, Jiang Xiao felt embarrassed to even ask.

While Jiang Xiao hesitated, a voice ca from behind him.

"Jiang Xiao?"

Xin Yi?

"Jiang Xiao, I noticed you ca empty-handed today, you must have forgotten your uniform, right? Here, I have one. It belonged to my brother who already graduated from Qingshan."

After saying this, Xin Yi took out a set from her bag and handed it to Jiang Xiao, apparently prepared in advance.

Hmm...

Jiang Xiao opened it and found indeed it was a uniform, but the style seed a bit different...

"This is from three years ago; they’ve changed the design since then, but wearing it won’t get you punished."

After saying this, Xin Yi also showed her own uniform, indicating that it was from her graduated sister, and it also looked slightly different from what everyone else wore.

Jiang Xiao took a closer look.

Indeed, the set Xin Yi offered him was the sa version as the one she was wearing.

"Forget it, I’ll think about it."

Shaking his head, Jiang Xiao still refused.

Wearing soone else’s clothing was one thing, but second-hand mourning clothes... who could stand that?

"You don’t want it?"

Xin Yi looked shocked at the boy in front of her.

"No, don’t you know how serious the consequences of breaking the school rules are?"

Not wanting to deal with this girl, Jiang Xiao walked away without even glancing back.

Wang Qiang, who was following behind Jiang Xiao, chuckled hehe.

"Offering help without a reason, if not a thief then a crook. Wasn’t she the one who used to target my brother Jiang Xiao? What, now she’s after Jiang Xiao’s money? Let tell you, with your tank-like approach, just forget about it, I’m not interested in you at all."

Wang Qiang’s comnt was t with approval from so nearby boys, so of whom laughed openly.

Seeing this, Xin Yi, who had small freckles and was slightly overweight, was totally flustered and hurried to chase after Wang Qiang.

But girls of this age rarely outrun boys, so after a while, she was effectively just being taken for a walk by Wang Qiang.

In the end, frantic and frustrated, she stomped her feet and threatened to tell the teacher.

Only then did Wang Qiang calm down and let Xin Yi hit him a few tis.

Watching Wang Qiang’s indignant face after being hit, Jiang Xiao said with a laugh.

"I thought you were going to continue taunting her."

"Yikes! I wouldn’t dare; if she really got annoyed and told the teacher, I’d be done for!"

Oh~

Right, the principal had also said,

"Students should get along well during breaks and evening rest periods."

...

At this ti, the other chosen ones were also facing difficulties with mourning attire.

Apart from a few countries, most of the chosen ones didn’t know the specific aning of "mourning attire."

So could guess, but it was no longer surprising—such is Kaidan, quite normal.

And just as Hashimoto Ichiro was hesitating whether to borrow mourning attire or not,

Xin Yi had co to his aid out of the blue,

"Hashimoto, I saw you ca to school empty-handed today, you probably forgot to bring your mourning attire, right? Here, I have one, it was left by my brother who graduated from Qingshan."

"Ah?"

"Ah what? We’re classmates after all, it’s only right for , as a discipline committee mber, to lend a hand when you’re in trouble."

"Are you kidding ? Thank you so much! There are still good people in the world!"

Most of the chosen ones gladly accepted Xin Yi’s assist.

There were very few who didn’t need Xin Yi’s help; after all, she’d scolded them at the school gate in the morning.

Who would believe it now that she’d changed her tune by the afternoon?

Generally speaking, the mourning attire Xin Yi provided was likely fine, but it could also be problematic.

"Right, there’s still a way!"

Kimchi’s Goldfield had a sudden inspiration and went directly to the third-year class to borrow mourning attire.

"You want to borrow my mourning attire?"

A third-year with a buzz cut stood at the classroom door, utterly baffled.

"Not... Dude, who are you, do I know you? Is your brain fully developed? Why on earth should I lend my mourning attire to you, where do you get the nerve?"

"Go borrow so six-biscuits!"

Knowing this might happen, Goldfield wasn’t worried at all.

"Bro, here’s the thing, uh, I’ve got so money..."

Saying this, he took out so of the money stuffed in Xiao Xue’s envelope.

"Bro, look... please help out this one ti, I forgot to bring my mourning attire ho!"

"Sss?"

The buzz cut sucked in a breath of cold air, clearly conflicted.

"Brother, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but although we don’t have daily checks here, the discipline committee does co by occasionally, ah. Once caught, it would be tough for too."

"Bro, I’ll add two hundred more, can you think of a way?"

The buzz cut silently took another two hundred and then pointed to a bespectacled boy in the second row of the classroom,

"Hehehe, trust , go borrow his."

"Okay!"

Goldfield nodded his head, then planned to approach this senior.

Hmm?

Wait...

"Bro, you told to borrow his, but didn’t I give you the money?"

"Yeah, if you hadn’t given the money, could I have let you borrow his?"

Wang... De... Fa?

What kind of twisted logic is that?

But what the buzz cut said next completely baffled Goldfield.

"Of course, if you’re willing to give three hundred, I can help you borrow it."

Goldfield: "?"

"Little bro, trust , just give another three hundred and I guarantee I’ll get it for you. If I can’t, I’ll refund all your money!"

Clearly, the buzz cut really wanted to help Goldfield borrow...