Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife Chapter 98: The Resentful Aberrations of Class 1: Who in Cla

’She knows... Mr. Gu?’

Yun Zhenyue’s mind buzzed. Could there be such a coincidence in the world?

’Do that Mr. Gu and Gu Yuan have the exact sa preferences?’

She specifically flipped back to a question she thought she had changed to the wrong answer.

The one where she had written down "playing video gas" as Mr. Gu’s hobby.

—’That question was marked correct, too?’

’Such a mysterious and powerful being actually likes to play video gas?’

’It can’t be that the ghost horoom teacher is deliberately trying to flatter and just marking things right randomly, can it!’

Yun Zhenyue found it hard to believe.

But it was a possibility.

After all, the ghost horoom teacher’s fawning was written all over his face.

’He’s probably just giving a high score to make happy?’

Yun Zhenyue shook her head, her mind a tangled ss of thoughts.

But there was another possibility.

That Mr. Gu was also from Jiang City, and maybe even a relative of Gu Yuan.

They both liked to eat Jiang City’s local specialties and play video gas in their spare ti.

If that were the case, it wouldn’t be surprising that their preferences were so similar.

A seed of curiosity was planted in Yun Zhenyue’s heart.

’I’ll have to ask Gu Yuan about it when I get the chance.’

...

「anwhile.」

The foreign audience erupted in an uproar!

[How did she get all the questions right? Impossible! Don’t tell this woman from Dragon Country knows so Mr. Gu?]

[It can’t be that the Mr. Gu is actually Gu Yuan, right? No way!]

[Gu Yuan is that Mr. Gu? The one who reford the Ghost World?]

[Are you guys brainless? Didn’t you see how subservient that teacher was? He’d probably mark anything she wrote as correct!]

[Yeah, even if she wrote that his hobby was eating dirt, he’d probably mark it as correct. This test isn’t rigorous at all!]

[This is so biased! Our gan from the Flower Flag Country didn’t even pass.]

...

DING LING LING~

The bell for the end of class rang for what felt like the hundredth ti.

gan clutched her stomach, dizzy with hunger. She hadn’t eaten for almost a day.

Although she had gotten a piece of bread from Han Sui, whenever she tried to eat it, her desk mate would shoot her a strange, disgusted look, as if she were a rat stealing food.

To avoid making the relationship with her desk mate even worse, gan could only endure the hunger. The key issue was that she didn’t dare leave the classroom, afraid she would miss so crucial information during the break or accidentally wander into a dangerous area.

Right now, this classroom was the only safe place!

Just then, the ghost horoom teacher walked into the classroom and announced coldly, "Everyone, co out in a bit. The next class is canceled."

Upon hearing this, the ghost students of Class 1 were all stunned.

A class being canceled had never happened before.

The strapping ghost class president, dressed in a school uniform, asked in confusion, "Teacher, do you an we’re going to take a test, or attend a lecture?"

"What are you thinking?"

The ghost horoom teacher’s voice held no patience.

He was now solely focused on sucking up to the ghost from Class 2 and couldn’t care less about the fate of Class 1.

"There’s a school-wide cleaning later. You’ll be in charge. Make sure you get the school spotless."

Cleaning duty?

The ghost students of Class 1 were shaken when they heard this!

They were all shocked and couldn’t believe it!

The school had always favored Class 1; sothing like cleaning duty was always forced on the worthless Class 2!

They loved watching that bunch of losers work hard, sweat dripping, and complain.

How was it their turn now?

"Teacher, you must be mistaken. You should be notifying Class 2," the ghost class president said hurriedly.

"Hmph~"

The ghost horoom teacher swept his gaze over them.

He saw the ghost students of Class 1 all looking sullen and extrely reluctant.

A sense of weariness surged within him, and he snorted coldly, "No, it’s not a mistake!"

"Class 2 has done the cleaning so many tis. You’re not even willing to do it once?"

"If anyone dares to skip out, don’t bla for being rciless."

After saying this, he couldn’t be bothered with any more nonsense and prepared to leave the classroom.

Just then, the ghost horoom teacher happened to notice gan’s expectant gaze.

It seed to be asking if he had taken care of Yun Zhenyue.

A murderous glint flashed in the ghost horoom teacher’s eyes!

’It’s all the fault of these damn rats for deluding into trying to take on the Chairman!’

’Not only did I lose three years’ salary for nothing, I was also utterly humiliated!’

’I’ll deal with these rats sooner or later.’

’For now, I still have to go apply for a whole bunch of things from the school.’

...

「Soon.」

After the ghost horoom teacher left, Class 1’s ghosts fell into a dead silence.

Especially when they realized that the ghost horoom teacher’s favoritism towards them seed to have vanished.

Every one of them felt extrely wronged and resentful.

Unable to vent the injustice they felt, they all wore dark expressions.

Making them, a group of top students with extraordinary family backgrounds, do the cleaning?

Wasn’t this a complete humiliation!

They hadn’t even done anything.

And they hadn’t heard about any changes at school.

If they had to pinpoint a change... it would be the few transfer students who joined Class 1 today.

In that instant, the atmosphere in Class 1 underwent a drastic change.

From subtle ostracism... to blatant loathing, contempt, and rage!

They all turned to look at gan, Han Sui, and the others with cold, hateful gazes.

"It’s all these stinking rats’ fault..."

"It must be because of them that the horoom teacher doesn’t like us anymore."

"Why don’t we just kill them? Then we won’t have to do the cleaning."

"..."

Faint murmurs and whispers spread through the classroom.

This made the few of them feel as if they’d been plunged into an ice cellar; they felt utterly, unfairly condemned!

They hadn’t done anything either!

At most, they had slandered Yun Zhenyue a little.

They didn’t even know if she was dead or alive!

Besides, her?

There was no way she could cause the horoom teacher’s attitude to change so drastically!

The group all had different expressions.

Han Sui clutched the dal in her pocket, her face flushing then paling.

If she took out this dal, she certainly wouldn’t have to suffer like this, but it wasn’t the most critical mont yet.

gan suppressed her rage. She was already thinking about seeking help from the dean of students, but if she did that, it would an tearing all pretense aside completely.

After thinking it over, gan decided to endure it for now.

Yamada Aiko shook her head bitterly.

She had a premonition.

’The reason for all of this might really be related to Yun Zhenyue.’

’If I had known, I never would have co to Class 1.’

Every ti she saw soone try to persecute Yun Zhenyue, they only ended up bringing trouble upon themselves, and she would get caught in the crossfire.

Just then, the ghosts of Class 1 seed to have a new idea.

"I heard Class 2 got a transfer student too. Could she be the one who intentionally set us up?" a ghost with a face full of acne and red pimples said with a frown.

"It’s possible. These little rats are annoying, but none of them left the room," another ghost whispered in agreent.

"So, you’re saying it might really have sothing to do with her?"

"What are you afraid of? We’ll know if we just call her out and ask."

"Why don’t you go, Class President? You’re the strongest, President! You’re a top-tier Fierce Ghost!"

"Just call her to the stairwell. If it’s really her, then just... take care of her."

After a brief discussion, the ghosts of Class 1 reached a conclusion.

Regardless of whether the transfer student in Class 2 was related to the change in the ghost horoom teacher’s attitude... they would have the class president call her out in the na of "studying," just to be sure!

Doing this would inevitably affect the relationship between Class 1 and Class 2!

But...

She was new and had no friends in Class 2.

As long as no one in Class 2 stood up for her... then wouldn’t it be up to them to decide how to deal with her?

After all, the ghosts in Class 2 were nowhere near as united as those in Class 1.

Getting them to band together to help a new transfer student?

That was even harder than getting the ghost horoom teacher to turn over a new leaf!