[Quick Transmigration] is coming!

After returning to the residence, Feng Zhen threw the backpack on the bed, and immediately lay down on it himself.Bai Yi and Qing Er slid out from inside, wandering around him, looking for a comfortable position.

Feng Zhen couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

He realizes that the influence of the previous world has brought him to this world, so that he treats Qi Yang as Qi Yang, indulges the other party's closeness, and tries to let him know more about himself.

But after all, he is not the Qi Yang who can discuss and study the art of insect Gu with him.

He is just an ordinary middle school student.

Besides, is the other party Qi Yang's?

not necessarily.

……

In fact, at the beginning, he could choose to be an ordinary middle school student as Fengfu expected.

Swallow your guess into your belly, and pass the assessment safely.

But he didn't want to do that.

Instead, he chose to use his skills in a reasonable package, because he had to prepare for the possibility of Fengfu's revenge failure.

Feng's father failed, and he will seek justice for Feng Xuemeng.

He has this ability, why can't he do this?

While thoughts were flying, the phone rang.

Seeing that it was Qi Yang on the caller ID, Feng Zhen didn't touch the phone, but let it rang heart-piercingly.

As for Yu Shan, Xinyanbao controlled the amount of toxins injected into his body. As soon as the time came, the toxins would naturally be decomposed and absorbed by his body without any effect on him.

So he wasn't worried at all.

The next day, Feng Zhen went to the head teacher and explained his intention to take the college entrance examination.

The head teacher was surprised, "But you are only in the first year of high school..."

Feng Zhen said, "I can do a previous year's college entrance examination paper."

Under the joint supervision of several teachers, Feng Zhen finished answering the combined test papers of many college entrance examination papers by himself.

The more the head teacher compared the answers, the more frightened he became, "Fengzhen...have you done these test questions before?"

After all, these questions are public, as long as they buy them back, anyone can do it again against the answers.

Feng Zhen looked at her calmly.

The head teacher thought for a while, and finally said, "I'll report to the head of the department to see if it's okay."

This kind of thing has never happened before in a third-rate high school like theirs.

Feng Zhen nodded, and then told the class teacher, "I want to sprint for a while, I want to go home and do the questions myself, and wait until the college entrance examination and then take the exam."

The teacher in charge opened his mouth, looked embarrassed, and finally said, "I have to ask the teacher about this."

Feng Zhen expressed his understanding.

Without keeping him waiting for too long, the director called him over, randomly checked the knowledge points of different subjects, and found that Feng Zhen was really good at memorizing, and finally agreed to his request.

In his opinion, this student is only in his first year of high school, so he sacrificed these few months to take the college entrance examination. Even if he didn't pass the exam, he still has a chance to come again.

What if I pass the exam?

At that time, the reputation of their high school will be improved to a certain extent, so why not do it.

Qi Yang didn't see Feng Zhen at school, and only after asking other people did he know that the other party had cleared away all the books on the table, leaving nothing on the empty table, so he couldn't help but feel his heart twitch.

At noon, instead of going to eat, he ran to Fengzhen's residence and knocked on the door anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the door was quickly opened.

Feng Zhen was not surprised at his arrival, and let him in as usual.

Qi Yang was speechless for a while, and stood awkwardly.

Finally, he said, "Why didn't you go to school?"

Feng Zhen has already sat back at the desk, continuing to read books, "Because I'm going to do my homework to take the college entrance examination."

"College entrance exam?!"

Qi Yang was shocked, "But aren't you just a freshman?"

Because at home, Feng Zhen didn't wear glasses, but the habit he developed still made him raise his fingers to touch the bridge of his nose. When he didn't touch the glasses, he pinched the corners of his eyes. He replied, "You can also take the college entrance examination in the first year of high school."

Qi Yang felt that something was wrong, the two of them didn't get along like this before.

After talking for a long time, he still couldn't think of what to say, and finally said, "Yu Dan is fine."

"Hmm." The other party only replied with a simple word.

He wanted to say something more, but Bai Yiqing'er slid from the bed to the floor and walked towards him.

Thinking of Wang Zhiyang's tragic situation, he couldn't help taking a step back, "I, I'm going back to school first, and I'll come to you later in the evening."

From then on, Fengzhen and Qi Yang drifted apart.

Staying in the room, besides reviewing textbooks, Feng Zhen gradually increased his reading.

Finally, he performed well in the college entrance examination. He roughly estimated his grades and felt that there were very few points to lose, so he threw them aside.

He brought his "children" to their home in City A.

The markets for flowers, birds, fish and insects in big cities are even bigger, with a wide variety of categories. After buying in Fengzhen again, Xinyanbao and Bai Yiqinger finally had a full meal and rested in Fengzhen's room.

Feng Zhen opened Feng's father and Feng Xuemeng's room, trying to find some information about them.

At that time, Feng Xuemeng was admitted to the Computer Department of University B. She loved photography and joined the photography club.

Except for some shelved photos and broken equipment, there is no other harvest.

Except for going back to high school when filling out the application form, Fengzhen spends the rest of the time at home reading.

This time he is mainly studying books about computers.

Because he had read related basic theoretical books before, his progress was not slow at all.

When you get a little income, use your home computer to practice.

Nearly forgetting to sleep and eat, time flies by.

When he was really short-sighted due to being in front of the computer for a long time, Feng Zhen found out that school was about to start.

He also applied for the Department of Computer Science.

College life was a bit new to him, but it didn't take long for Fengzhen to lose this freshness.

Feng Zhen is the youngest in the class, good-looking, polite and gentle, gets along very well with his roommates, who take good care of him.

After thinking about it, he still didn't put the "children" he brought in the dormitory.

Except for the eye bag, which he carried with him, he kept the others in the grove next to the dormitory building.

Just feed regularly.

They have begun to have spiritual wisdom, and they will not actively hurt people when they are stocked.

After getting settled, Feng Zhen joined the photography club, and then began to investigate what happened to Feng Xuemeng, and where did Feng Luoxu go?

Experienced in multiple worlds, Fengzhen's learning ability is unquestionable. Over the past few years of racing against time, it is enough to create a "genius" who is diligent and talented.

He hacked into the school's surveillance system with peace of mind, and in his spare time every day, he would watch the surveillance on the bed with his laptop in his arms.

He once carefully recalled the content of the quarrel between Feng Xuemeng and Feng's father that day.

There was also the sentence that Feng Xuemeng whispered while lying on his shoulder, "That is the person who raped his daughter, how could he pay New Year's greetings to him."

Obviously, this person's identity should be a teacher.

Therefore, the first batch of surveillance targets in Fengzhen were the male teachers of the computer department.

Moreover, if the teacher does not get the punishment he deserves, then he is very likely to commit the crime again.

While watching the surveillance, he called up the list of computer science students who graduated in previous years, as well as the list of foreign aid teachers from the photography club in previous years.

Feng Xuemeng's student status has already been cancelled, and her name was not included in the student list of their class.

At that time, her head teacher was a female teacher named Fu Lan.

Looking at it, Feng Zhen suddenly discovered an interesting thing.

In the list of foreign teachers of the photography club, there is a male teacher named Fu Zedong, surnamed Fu.

And it just so happens that this teacher suddenly stopped serving as foreign aid a few years ago, and his name has not been included in the list for the past two years.

Fengzhen called out Fu Zedong's information.

Fu Zedong, a professor at the School of Photography, is 57 years old.

Home address: No. xx, xx Street, S City.

He called up Fu Lan's data for comparison.

Fu Lan: Class Tutor of the Department of Computer Science, 29 years old.

Home address: No. xx, xx Street, S City.

The two are father-daughter relationship.

Fu Lan is a graduate of the Department of Computer Science, University of S.

Feng Zhen once again pulled out the list of tutors who have graduated and stayed in school in the past few years.

There were two people staying in the same year as Feng Xuemeng, one was the head teacher of class (2) of the computer department, and the other was the head teacher of class (5) of the computer department.

The town is closed in Class 1.

Zhao Yu, the head teacher of the class next to him, is Feng Xuemeng's classmate.

He lifted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and smiled slowly.

……

Zhao Yu came out of the office, holding a few books in his hand, looking a little tired, and yawning continuously.

He raised his arm, looked at his watch, decided not to eat dinner, and went straight home to sleep.

On the way, he met a few classmates who greeted him, and he nodded gently.

After going home and washing up briefly, he went to bed.

The study tasks during this period were too heavy, and he hadn't slept before one o'clock in the morning for a week in a row.

This feeling is very sweet.

When he woke up, a sense of physical and mental pleasure rose from the depths of his heart.

But the room was still dark, he couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he fell asleep?

The dark space made him dizzy and depressed.

He got up, intending to get out of bed to check the time and eat something by the way.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the foot landed, the toe was caught by some kind of clip.

With a cry of pain, he hastily opened the clip with his hands, and it felt vaguely like a mousetrap...

...but he never bought such a thing...

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yu's back.

He hurriedly touched the switch of the bedside wall lamp, but there was no response.

out of battery?

He tentatively took two steps forward, without any accident, and then continued to move forward.

"what!"

His entire foot is caught in a bigger mousetrap!

Blood gushed out, and Zhao Yu even suspected that his ankle had been pinched off.

He glanced around nervously, mobilizing all his eyesight to try to discern the danger hidden in the darkness.

Unfortunately, there was no light in the room, it was as black as ink.

His wound couldn't be left alone, he gritted his teeth and opened the clip, and carefully went to the living room, trying to find a medicine box to bandage the wound.

He regrets not keeping the medicine chest in the bedroom.

"what--!"

Zhao Yu was caught again, this time he couldn't stand still because of the severe pain, and accidentally fell to the ground.

"click", "click"

Two consecutive clips clamped his other ankle and fingers.

He cried out in pain.

But at this moment, I heard the song "Dangdang... Radio Gymnastics...". At the same time as this song, there was the sound of some kind of animal gliding on the ground!

Feeling bad, he struggled to get up, but was tightly bound by the thick snake body, and then fell hard to the ground.

"Who? Save me! Save me!"

There was a black shadow approaching from far away, and Zhao Yu hurriedly called for help as if grasping at the last straw.

A mocking chuckle was his answer.

……