Professor, your turtle!

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they came outside the house in a blink of an eye.

Ji Fan calmed down, quickly took off his shirt, and then pulled off his trousers, rolled them into a ball, and stuffed them into the pile of sundries covered with white cloth.

The next second, the door creaked open.

Ji Fan's hair stood on end, and he turned back into a turtle with a bang, and crawled desperately into the shadows with his short legs—just kidding, just now he was standing naked in someone's room, if he was caught, he would be completely speechless.

Trespassing, exhibitionism, underwear pervert...any one is enough for him to cry behind bars.

The electric switch was still cut off, Fu Mingyuan raised his sharp flashlight and walked cautiously into the room.Ji Fan watched his blurry silhouette approaching step by step, his small heart almost jumped to the point of exploding.

"Don't look here." He secretly prayed, leaning against the wall, and moved towards the door.

Fu Mingyuan went straight to the stove, put the flashlight aside, and leaned over to pick up the steaming curry.In the darkness, he seemed to be lost in thought, not saying a word, just standing quietly.

Ji Fan heaved a sigh of relief, he was only two steps away from the door, as long as he could slip out... He stretched out his front paws, and carefully opened a gap in the door.

squeak-

"Who?"

Two voices sounded at the same time.Ji Fan was so stiff that he didn't even dare to turn his head.After Chi Liu got out of the small black room, he quickly changed back to human form, straddled his legs, and ran stumbling along the corridor to the living room.

The moment he crashed into the living room, Fu Mingyuan also quickly came to the corridor. If Ji Fan turned his head at this time, he could even see a dark gun held firmly in the other's slender palm.

The corridor was too dark, and Fu Mingyuan couldn't see anything clearly except for the flashing black shadow.The door of the living room slammed slightly, and then everything returned to silence.

He narrowed his eyes, slowly put away the pistol, paused slightly, turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Next to the aquarium in the living room, Ji Fan's heart was beating like thunder, his hands and feet were weak, he climbed on the edge of the glass tank, turned back into a little turtle, and fell back into the puddle with a slight fishy smell.

It wasn't until this moment that his heartbeat slowly calmed down.

It was too risky just now, he thought that Mr. Fu was fast asleep, but he almost flipped the car over.

If he was really caught watching the turtle turn into a living person, it would be easy to catch and lock him up, maybe... he would be sent for an autopsy.

【Special Time】There are only a few seconds left.Ji Fan was exhausted for the rest of his life, and he thought to himself, it doesn't matter if the task is not completed, and he must not take any more casual risks in the future.

He obediently retracted into the tortoise shell, took out the fifth and third volumes of physics, and continued to accumulate Qin Xuedou.

However, after reviewing several chapters on dynamics, he felt uneasy and couldn't calm down.After being distracted for the third time, he put down his pen and secretly clicked on the electronic screen, wanting to see Fu Mingyuan's movements.

Unexpectedly, the electronic villain stepped in and lay flat, with a string of zzzz on his head, and he was already fast asleep.

Ji Fan was stunned: "This Mr. Fu, you really have a big heart..."

——Inexplicably, there is a strange pot of curry in the house, and there may be a stranger hiding in it.Fu Mingyuan didn't panic, didn't call the police, and didn't even bother to search carefully, so he just calmly went back to his room to sleep?

Ji Fan couldn't figure it out, but quietly heaved a sigh of relief, it's best not to pursue it, otherwise he would be in big trouble.

In the early morning of the next day, he got up early to go to school as usual. As soon as he entered the school gate, he heard a ding in his head.

【Mr. Fu ate corn curry rice. 】

Eh?He thought last night that the other party refused to eat because he couldn't trust food of unknown origin, so he just wanted to keep it for breakfast?

[Sub-quest: Improve the main food by 1/1.completed. 】

[Mission Reward: Mysterious Item X1]

"Mysterious props?" Ji Fan paused slightly, feeling like a kitten was scratching in his heart.The tables and chairs rewarded by the side quest last time were so practical that people couldn't help but wonder what the mysterious props would be this time?

"Afan? Ji Fan!"

"Eh?"

"What's wrong with you recently? You're always in a daze." Xu Haifan frowned with thick black brows.

"No..." Ji Fan's head was buzzing, and he didn't notice the other party's probing look.He lowered his head and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I probably didn't wake up."

"Hey, I told you to go to bed early." Xu Haifan curled his lips, "Staying up late is easy to cause memory loss, and the gain outweighs the loss!"

"Yeah I see. Let's go."

Xu Haifan looked worried, and wanted to say something, but was dragged into the classroom all the way.

After eating the curry rice, Mr. Fu was in a good mood. For the first time, he increased his mood value without using props or interacting with him.

The daily task is completed, and the random reward is still a lottery ticket.

Ji Fan secretly counted, it seems that the opening of the lottery mall is not far away.

Speaking of which, since he started the turtle shell system, he never encountered a situation where he couldn't finish his homework. Seeing Zhao An's deflated expression every morning made people want to laugh.

"What are you proud of?" Zhao An snatched the test paper and snorted coldly, "Who wouldn't copy homework?"

Ji Fan didn't even bother to lift his eyes, and said calmly, "Did you see that I copied it?"

"I..." Zhao An held the words in his throat, "Hmph, who would believe it?"

"Whatever you want." Ji Fan simply closed his eyes and recited English words, completely ignoring the other party.The little girl touched her nose and was half dead with anger.

In fact, as soon as he entered high school, Zhao An began to marginalize him vaguely, and later even clearly showed hostility.Obviously they are from the same junior high school, so they should have a close relationship.

Ji Fan has been too lazy to care about it. For example, what happened today, he doesn't care whether Zhao An believes it or not, so what if he believes it?It's not her marking the college entrance examination.

From the beginning to the end, only Zhao An made an imaginary enemy himself.And this imaginary enemy was originally just a little sandbag who wouldn't fight back, but today he has learned to show his face, can she not be angry?

She walked away angrily, thinking that she must tell the teacher about Ji Fan's attitude.

——She helps the teacher send and receive homework, registers grades, and serves the class every day, why should she be so idle?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was reasonable, and when she walked to the door of the office, she actually felt wronged.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the physics teacher looked up from the lesson plan, and saw Zhao An's reddish eye sockets at a glance, and was shocked.

Ji Fan didn't know that Zhao An was crying in anger.He stayed up until the end of the morning self-study, and took a chance to sneak to the toilet.

In the cubicle, he took out the keychain in his trouser pocket and pressed the electronic screen.The villain in the dot plot stood quietly, maybe it was his illusion, but Fu Mingyuan's expression seemed to soften.

Although his face was still full of displeasure, it seemed to be a little brighter than yesterday.

——That’s just a little bit.Because right after, Ji Fan received a system alert, showing that Mr. Fu had once again fallen into an emotional trough of depression.

【Body touch X1】

[Fu Mingyuan touched the little turtle: I seem to be sleepwalking, did it scare you? 】

[Fu Mingyuan is a little depressed. 】

【Physical Contact X2】

[Fu Mingyuan: ... I learned to cook in my dream, that's pretty good. 】

Ji Fan was a little amused, thinking that you didn't sleepwalk, obviously I cooked the rice.

For some reason, Fu Mingyuan didn't seem to have the slightest suspicion that someone had invaded his room.

Ji Fan thought for a moment, and speaking of it, the small dark room was locked tightly, even the windows were all closed.Not to mention people, I'm afraid even a fly can't fly in, so there's really nothing to worry about.

Probably thanks to the blessing of the curry rice, Fu Mingyuan's depressed mood gradually recovered.He is full of self-confidence, and seems to believe that his genius learning ability allows him to master extraordinary cooking skills in his sleep.

Ji Fan: You are not, you are not, you think too much.

Seeing that Mr. Fu was eager to try, and really started to try cooking, he really wanted to rush in and shake him awake: "Wake up, okay, you are still you! The well-deserved king of dark cooking!"

[Fu Mingyuan boiled carbides. 】

[Fu Mingyuan shut himself up. 】

Ji Fan: "..."

The break between classes was too short, Ji Fan did not enter the system after all.He quickly scanned through the news, and after confirming that Fu Mingyuan's various values ​​were stable except for a little melancholy, he turned off the display.

After washing his hands and drying them while walking, he accidentally bumped into Xu Haifan who looked like a door god.

"?" Ji Fan's head was full of question marks, "What are you doing at the toilet door?"

Seeing him coming out, Xu Haifan breathed a sigh of relief, and said unnaturally, "I, I'll just walk around."

"Walking in the toilet?" Ji Fan pressed the back of his hand to his forehead, "Are you okay?"

"What's a walk? You were sleeping in the bathroom yesterday!" Xu Haifan blurted out.

"Oh..." Ji Fan was stunned for a second, and then suddenly realized that this guy was worried about himself.

"Let's go." Xu Haifan said impatiently.He coughed to cover up, pushed and shoved, and dragged Ji Fan back to the classroom.

The next class is physics.As soon as the teacher entered, Ji Fan instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He has always been the one with the weakest sense of presence in the class, and his seats are also arranged in the corner, sitting with the group of recommended students who don't need to attend classes.

Usually, the bald teacher didn't even bother to look at him, but today he shot him several times like a searchlight.

Ji Fan felt a little uneasy.

Before he could figure out what was going on, his uneasy premonition came true.

The physics teacher casually finished two homework questions, turned around suddenly, and copied a big question on the blackboard.

Springs, pulleys, slopes, and small sliders with classic elements combine basic mechanics and dynamics. The questions are very complicated, slightly out of class, and it seems that they are very difficult to solve.

"It's useless to just listen. Some students," he said emphatically, "the attitude of correction is still correct, but the result is revealed as soon as the exam comes. Why? They just don't know how to infer other things from one instance!"

Although he said "some classmates", he kept looking at Ji Fan.

"Every time I make corrections, I know that I have to copy the wrong questions, but what's the use of just copying? Well, will you be able to do it after copying? Don't use your brain!"

This was all about Sang scolding Huai, Ji Fan's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything, feeling a little dazed in his heart.

"Heh, if you can go to Qingbei by copying, then our school is full of high-achieving students, why are we divided into top classes and ordinary classes? I'm so tired for you because I'm busy all day long."

There was faint echoing laughter in the class, and the students looked into the corner calmly, covering their mouths and muttering.

Sitting feeling the thorns on his back, Ji Fan lowered his gaze, the corners of his lips were pursed tightly, wishing to disappear immediately.

Next to him, Xu Haifan didn't sleep either. He got up with his disheveled hair, and gave the person who laughed the loudest a hard look: "Look at that."

"Ji Fan," the physics teacher threw away the chalk and raised his chin, "You do it on the blackboard. Other students write it in their notebooks." The rest of the students who were not called were relieved, and immediately showed expressions of watching the show.

Amid countless malicious gazes, Ji Fan stood up slowly.His head was in a mess, his eyes were clearly open, but he couldn't concentrate on distinguishing the complex model formulas on the blackboard.

At this moment, only a "ding" was heard.

[Trigger task: Blackboard to do the problem.First time completion reward: 400 Diligent Beans]

400 beans? ?Ji Fan paused, his eyelids twitched suddenly.He has never opened the 400 Bean Mall!

"Study time" is very difficult to save. Basically, every time you reach about 300 beans, you will be forced to spend it due to various problems.But now, the system is generous and donates 400 beans at once...

Ji Fan's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and the excitement gradually replaced the nervousness.For a moment, he even forgot that this was the physics teacher's making things difficult. He just remembered that it was a good opportunity, and he had to seize it.

Calm down and look at the questions on the blackboard carefully, it seems that it is not so difficult.Although many elements were integrated, he just revisited the dynamics last night. Besides, it is not that there are similar cases in "May [-]"...

Just follow the steps to solve it, maybe you can!

"Ji Fan?" the teacher urged.

Ji Fan didn't seem to hear, he stood blankly in the aisle, the young man's thin back looked very pitiful.Xu Haifan suddenly stood up: "Teacher, I can answer this question!"

"You don't engage in physics competitions, what are you messing with?"

"teacher--"

Xu Haifan was full of displeasure, and wanted to refute, but was pushed back by Ji Fan.

"It's okay." Ji Fan comforted him in a low voice, then turned his head and glanced at the teacher's smug face, and Zhao An's unconcealed smile.

"Afan?"

"It's okay," he repeated, a lot firmer this time, and clearly stated, "I want to try."