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Chapter 19 【19】Cheng Han Eats More Than I Thought

Half an hour later, the grand review ended.

Cheng Han did not rush to the cafeteria like the other students, but went to the infirmary first.

He walked to the door and immediately saw Wan Tengjiao's figure.

The short-haired girl was sitting on a chair, her back straight, her hands flat on her waist. It was obvious that she was practicing breathing techniques.

It must be said that this girl is indeed very hardworking in cultivation.

Next to her was a single bed, and Yan Hong was lying motionless on the bed, his eyes tightly closed.

Wan Tengjiao heard the footsteps, opened her eyes, and greeted him: "Oh, it's you."

Cheng Han glanced at Yan Hong and asked, "How is he?"

Wan Tengjiao said quickly: "The school doctor just examined Yan Hong, and he does have acute gastroenteritis. Your previous judgment was correct.

"The school doctor saw that he was in severe pain and gave him 'sleeping soup'. He is asleep now. The school doctor has gone out to buy herbs and will probably be back in half an hour."

Cheng Han nodded slightly.

Perhaps because of the existence of source energy, the various herbs produced in this world have an incredible effect. Most common diseases can be easily cured by taking a few doses of medicine.

Wan Tengjiao praised again: "Your decision was very correct. If Yan Hong had participated in the grand review, he would have fainted midway, and our class's assessment score would have been deducted a lot."

Cheng Han said lightly: "I am a supervisor, this is my responsibility."

Wan Tengjiao said with some emotion: "You are much better than Fang Han. That guy only relies on his identity as a supervisor to boss his classmates around, and has never cared about his classmates like you."

She didn't think Fang Han was too bad before, but now that she has witnessed Cheng Han's various deeds, remaining calm in the face of the grass dog and noticing that his classmate was sick in time, she had a reference object in her mind, and naturally felt that Fang Han was useless.

Cheng Han smiled slightly and changed the subject: "Go eat quickly, I will take care of Yan Hong."

Wan Tengjiao nodded: "Okay!"

She stood up and left decisively.

Fifteen minutes later.

Wan Tengjiao returned to the infirmary with two exquisite lunch boxes.

She handed over a lunch box: "Lunch for you."

Cheng Han was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took the lunch box: "Thank you!"

Wan Tengjiao smiled: "You are very straightforward, that's good!"

Cheng Han curled up the corners of his mouth: "I'm hungry."

All the students in the class knew that the short-haired girl's father served in the Black Armor Army, and her family was not ordinary rich. Her mother bought a house outside the school and hired a chef to make lunch for Wan Tengjiao.

Since the rich are willing to treat, why be pretentious?

Wan Tengjiao pursed her lips and smiled, and said nothing more.

Cheng Han opened the lunch box and began to bury his head in eating.

The lunch box contained four dishes, all of which were rarely seen by ordinary people. Each one was full of color, aroma, and taste, and the taste was not inferior to that of high-end restaurants in his previous life.

Before long, the school doctor returned.

The two chatted with him for a few words, and then left the infirmary.

*

Cheng Han returned to the classroom, and had just sat down when he heard Qian Qingqing's voice: "I heard that you stayed in the infirmary for a long time, and have been taking care of Yan Hong?"

He nodded: "Yes."

Qian Qingqing asked again: "I didn't see you in the cafeteria. You didn't have lunch, did you?"

Cheng Han hesitated for a moment and said "Yes".

The little girl was obviously at odds with Wan Tengjiao. Considering that she often fed him, he thought it was best not to tell the truth, otherwise she would definitely be unhappy.

Qian Qingqing took out a pile of snacks from the drawer and stuffed them all over: "You must be very hungry now, eat them quickly!"

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched, and he squeezed out a smile: "Thank you."

Although he was quite full, in order to cover up the lie just now, he had to take the snacks and try to stuff them into his mouth.

Qian Qingqing asked with concern: "Are these snacks enough? Do you want me to buy some outside later?"

Cheng Han shook his head firmly: "It's completely enough! No need to buy any!"

If the little girl really bought another pile of food, he would have to be stuffed to death in the classroom today.

Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes: "Really?"

Cheng Han swallowed a piece of cake vigorously, nodding repeatedly: "Absolutely true!"

Qian Qingqing gave up the idea just now: "That's good then."

Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief.

Qian Qingqing babbled: "Everyone says that you have no friendship with Yan Hong, but you are so dedicated to him. In the entire school, there is no supervisor more responsible than you."

From this sentence, it can be heard that this matter has spread throughout the class, and it has also made the students truly recognize him.

Cheng Han rubbed his stomach and said modestly: "It's just my duty."

On the other side.

Wan Tengjiao pretended to be unintentional and glanced in a certain direction.

She retracted her gaze and muttered softly: "I underestimated you, you can eat more than I thought."

She was worried that Cheng Han would not be full, so she specifically told the chef to add a lot of food to the lunch box. She never expected that Cheng Han could still eat snacks.

*

In the last self-study class in the afternoon, Cheng Han was too lazy to do his homework, so he simply did "private work".

He recalled the "engraved image" in his mind, and carefully compared it with the silhouette of the figure in the illusion. He spent half an hour screening out twelve suspects.

This number is smaller than expected.

However, compared to the initial circle of hundreds of people, the difficulty of finding the mastermind behind the grass dog incident from twelve people has been reduced by more than one level?

Cheng Han visualized the engraved image, locked on to Target No. 1, and silently said: "Deduction!"

Although he had never seen this person's appearance, and didn't even know the other party's name, the back view was the best "associated object", and the Omniscient Eye could use it to obtain effective information.

His scalp immediately felt a chill.

Illusions followed one after another.

The results showed that Target No. 1 had attended a botany practice class the day before yesterday, but did not tamper with the silk vine in any way.

Cheng Han continued his efforts and performed three consecutive deductions, eliminating three more suspects.

Finally, a different result appeared for Target No. 5.

Failed!

No illusion!

The failure to deduce the result is precisely the biggest problem!

Cheng Han looked solemn: "The reason why the illusion is so vague is probably because the other party has special power protection. The level of the Omniscient Eye is too low to be able to peep into this person's true face.

"And this deduction failure shows that Target No. 5 may also possess special powers, which proves that he is very likely to be the mastermind behind the scenes."

For the sake of prudence, Cheng Han performed two more deductions.

The first time, he deduced Target No. 6.

The illusion arrived as expected.

This meant that the skill was normal.

The second time, he deduced No. 5 again.

Failed again!

Once, maybe it was accidental.

Twice in a row, that's inevitable.

Cheng Han was greatly excited: "It's really this guy!"

"Ding Ling~"

The bell rang for the end of class.

The students who had been unable to sit still for a long time rushed out of the classroom.

The school only has one day off every ten days, and tomorrow happens to be a day off, so everyone can't wait to go home early.

Cheng Han greeted the little girl, and walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back.

He walked more than ten meters along the corridor, passed the classroom of Class 2, Grade 4, turned his head and glanced, and used the "engraving" technique to engrave the picture in his mind.

Cheng Han turned his head nonchalantly, and while walking slowly, he examined the engraved image.

When his sight swept across a desk, his heart suddenly moved, and a piece of information flashed in his mind.

Tan Zicheng!

Found him!

Cheng Han chuckled: "Although you have special power protection, even if I see your back, I can't perform deduction, but your desk doesn't, I can still find you."