Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife Chapter 89: The Worst Class, a Paradise for Bad Students

At this mont.

Just as gan and Han Sui were arguing.

The sound of footsteps, PATTER PATTER, echoed from down the hallway.

A middle-aged ghost, wearing a black jacket with the hem tucked into his pants, walked over.

His cuffs were stained with crimson splotches of unknown origin. A set of keys hanging from his waist jingled softly. Behind his glasses, his eyes, hidden in shadow, glinted with a cold light. He exuded an air of stern authority.

"Fighting in the hallway during class?"

"—What class are you students in?!"

The ghost director pushed up his glasses, his eyes cold as he asked.

After saying this.

He then turned to the other girls and said, his voice filled with disappointnt, "And you... Class started ten minutes ago. Why aren’t you back in your classrooms? Are you here to watch a show?"

"If you don’t want to learn, then get the hell ho and tell your parents to co see !"

Hearing this.

gan quickly took out the confidential letter from Count Dracula from her pocket.

She was afraid that a mont’s delay would earn her a punishnt from the ghost director.

"Sir, we are not students of this school, but we wish to enroll."

"Please, take a look..."

Hearing this, the ghost director took the letter, puzzled.

After reading the entire letter carefully, he understood the girls’ intentions.

Chilling Middle School had strict rules. It wasn’t as if outsiders hadn’t tried to enroll before, but ever since Mr. Luo’s daughter went missing, the principal had beco unhinged, often suspecting that an outsider had kidnapped her.

After that, the number of such outsiders had decreased significantly.

"Yes, this is a letter from Mr. Luo." The ghost director carefully put the letter away and returned it to gan. "You all wish to enroll, is that right?"

The girls all nodded.

At this mont.

"What’s your na?" the ghost director asked gan.

"Sir, my na is gan."

"Mm, with this letter from Mr. Luo, I am reassured. You can go to Class One. The learning atmosphere in Class One is better, suitable for a diligent student like you."

"Thank you, Director!"

gan was thrilled and thanked him profusely.

She had just noticed that the school only had two classes in total.

’From what the ghost director is saying.’

’Class One must be much better than Class Two!’

’The ghost teachers there must be better too, which will help with my studies and the upcoming monthly exam.’

Just then.

Before Han Sui could take out the badge her husband, the Minotaur, had given her.

gan beat her to it, suggesting, "Oh, Director, she ca with . Why don’t you let her go to Class One as well?"

"Hmm?" The ghost director paused. "Weren’t you two just arguing?"

"No, no!"

gan shook her head vigorously.

"We were just ssing around."

"...Fine."

The ghost director nodded. For the sake of Mr. Luo’s letter, he didn’t give gan a hard ti.

This woman’s husband had once helped Mr. Luo, so a favor was owed. As long as she didn’t make any major mistakes, he wouldn’t make things difficult for her.

"This..."

Han Sui was completely stunned. She had been ready to make a big show of her own power. With a badge from the board of directors, she hadn’t paid this ghost director any mind at all.

’And I got interrupted just like that?’

Han Sui secretly glanced at the arrogant gan, then her eyes swept over to Yun Zhenyue.

She silently put the badge in her hand away.

’Fine.’

’I’ll just copy Yun Zhenyue and save this badge as a trump card to be revealed at the most critical mont!’

’For now, I’ll keep it as my ace in the hole.’

...

Soon.

All the girls present took out the items their marriage partners had recently given them.

They used these to bribe the ghost director.

So who had been gifted skills or life-saving Ghost Artifacts...

...instead took out so of the Ghost Coins they had earned from working before.

Seeing this, the ghost director pushed up his glasses.

He collected the girls’ bribes one by one.

Throughout it all, his deanor remained stern and cold, showing no trace of greed.

"Very good. You all have a great aptitude for learning. In that case, you can all go to Class One,"

the ghost director said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Sir!"

"Director, I’ll be sure to study hard!"

"I’m so relieved I can go to Class One."

"..."

The girls all expressed their endless gratitude.

Han Sui glanced at Yun Zhenyue and saw that she hadn’t taken anything out.

It seed she hadn’t brought that panda doll either.

She was just standing there, spacing out.

"Hah~" Han Sui sneered.

’This Chilling Middle School is no safe instance dungeon!’

’Even with the principal missing, the dangers lurking in this school haven’t lessened one bit.’

’I refuse to believe it.’

’Without the protection of that panda doll, there’s no way Yun Zhenyue can survive this smoothly.’

The large group of them trooped into Class One.

...

anwhile.

Yun Zhenyue was also pondering.

’Should I take sothing out to bribe the ghost director?’

’But I didn’t bring any Ghost Coins, and the panda doll that had clamored to co along and play has vanished since we entered Chilling Middle School. I have no idea where it ran off to.’

’I do have trump cards, like the school chairman’s dal, but Gu Yuan said I can’t just take it out casually.’

’As for using the Love Contract right now?’

’I don’t have a grudge against the ghost director, so that’s overkill.’

Thinking it over, Yun Zhenyue realized she had nothing she could give.

’Oh, well.’

’It’s not really necessary anyway.’

’I have a high aptitude for learning!’

’Even if I go to a worse class, I’m confident I can get good grades on the monthly exam!’

"You didn’t bring anything?"

the ghost director asked Yun Zhenyue, surprised.

Seeing Yun Zhenyue nod, looking like an honest person, the ghost director didn’t make things difficult for her, simply saying, "Then you can go to Class Two."

"However, the learning environnt in Class Two is a bit worse. You don’t have a problem with that, do you?"

"I don’t have a problem with it."

Yun Zhenyue said, taking a soft breath.

...

Seeing that Yun Zhenyue was the only one to enter Class Two.

The foreign viewers were all sowhat gloating.

[Serves you right for not bringing anything. Bet you regret it now, huh?]

[See? This is where the difference between marriage partners shows. Yun Zhenyue earned over a million Ghost Coins, but she couldn’t even bring 1 Ghost Coin out with her. What does that tell you? Gu Yuan isn’t actually that great!]

[Han Sui is so lucky. She got brought in by gan without giving anything.]

[Well, the Great Cold Country is the Flower Flag Country’s dog. It’s only normal for a master to be nice to their dog.]

[Aishibal, just you wait, Sun Country! Aren’t you the Flower Flag Country’s dog too?]

[Who are you calling a dog? You’re the dog!]

The further the viewers in the live stream chat talked.

The topic gradually drifted.

They started discussing which country was *really* the Flower Flag Country’s dog.

In the end, they discovered.

That aside from a very few exceptions, everyone was more or less the sa.

...

「Chilling Middle School, Class Two.」

Yun Zhenyue walked in with an attitude of both curiosity and seriousness.

Because sorting into classes had taken quite so ti, it was now break ti.

Inside the classroom, nearly thirty ghosts were busy with their own affairs.

So were knitting red sweaters. Others had taken out their own eyeballs and were playing marbles with their deskmates.

Another female ghost was constantly shedding tears of blood, while a male ghost with a dazed expression picked up the blood-tears and licked them with his tongue, as if savoring so rare delicacy.

Their desks were arranged crookedly. Many of the desktops were covered in distorted graffiti and faded ballpoint pen marks. Even the broom that had fallen over in the back was ignored by everyone.

The classroom was filled with a unique sort of wildness!

Cheers, shouts, and sobs mingled together!

It was like a paradise for bad students to slack off and waste their days!