Mu Heng's gaze sharpened instantly.

Chen He turned his head in amazement to look at the hysterical middle-aged woman over there. He didn't quite understand why such a woman would come to Ke Han in the school at such a time.

"Your mother?"

"No."

Mu Heng answered faster than Ke Han himself, and he didn't give Chen He more eyes.

He glanced lightly at Yan Zhao who was standing in the corridor, and found that the other party was also staring at him.

Are you looking at yourself?Are you still watching Ke Han?

Mu Heng took Ke Han's arm and said, "I've prepared everything."

He really has everything ready.

"You let a psychopath stay in the same school as my son? What are you teachers thinking?! This is a school! This is a place to study! Are you letting a psychopath come in to turn it into a madhouse?!"

The whole playground was a little quiet because of the woman's particularly loud roar.

A flash of enlightenment suddenly flashed across Chen He's mind.

He looked away at Ke Han angrily and amusedly, and said, "Isn't this aunt who came to our school and called you a lunatic because she saw the rumors on the Internet that you are crazy?"

"How is this possible? You are in good shape, we all can see it..."

Ke Han: "I'm not crazy."

Chen He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's a pity that he didn't let go of his breath, and he heard Ke Han continue to say-"But I probably can be regarded as a mental illness."

Chen He: "..."

There was a few seconds of silence.

He stared at Ke Han with his small eyes widened in disbelief for a while, and passed his help-seeking gaze to Mu Heng: "Student, are you kidding me?"

Mu Heng didn't speak.

Getting Ke Han to admit his pain is also a way to overcome it.

Always take this step.

Sooner or later.

Ke Han shook his head: "I'm not joking, I have post-traumatic stress syndrome."

Chen He really had nothing to say this time.

He stared blankly at Ke Han, as if meeting this new classmate for the first time in his life.

In fact, they had both known each other for almost three or four months.

Ke Han also added seriously: "This is indeed a mental illness."

Chen He stayed where he was.

He watched as Mu Heng took Ke Han and walked in the direction of the aunt. The two of them were holding hands, which seemed a little strange, but at the same time seemed natural.

Zhang Yida stood up from his seat holding his MP3, as if he was going back to the classroom, but when he passed by Chen He who was standing still, he still sighed, put away his phone, and patted Chen He on the shoulder .

He said, "Chen He?"

Chen He turned his head stiffly and looked at Zhang Yida who was two or three heads taller than him.

This person's complexion was dull due to staying up late for a long time and indulging in electronic equipment, but his facial features were good. Taken together, he looked better than ordinary people.

"I also heard what Ke Han said just now."

Chen He: "He, he said he—"

Zhang Yida pouted: "Look at me, Chen He. Even though the physics teacher scolded me a hundred times and told me not to analyze fluid mechanics, he gave me zero points again and again. Do you think I am convinced?"

"Everyone thinks that I am abnormal, and I am indeed abnormal, but... you are still a classmate with me? Although our relationship is not close, but you accept my math homework, and I accept your physics homework ——I am not normal and we are friends and classmates, is there any necessary connection?"

"Did I hurt you?"

--No.

Chen He suddenly felt that what Zhang Yida, who was obsessed with advanced physics, really made sense.

"Can we live in peace?"

Chen He nodded unconsciously.

Zhang Yida took a deep breath: "So, did Ke Han hurt you?"

Chen He seemed to have an epiphany, but he didn't seem to realize anything: "No."

Zhang Yida: "Since he never hurt us, why can't he never hurt us again? Since he won't hurt us, why can't he be our classmate?"

Chen He: "What you said makes sense."

Zhang Yida had an expression of "flick off his clothes after something has happened, and hide his achievements and fame", and he was about to turn around and leave.

But Chen He didn't wait for him to turn around completely, and said, "So, Zhang Yida, my physics homework has already been handed in. When are you going to hand in your math homework?"

Zhang Yida staggered.

Chen He read it sincerely: "Student Zuo Da, hand in your homework."

Zhang Yida held down his ancestral MP3, without turning his head, he gave Chen He a middle finger.

Chen He laughed out loud.

……

When Ke Han and the others walked to the hysterical aunt, the aunt also noticed them.

She noticed Ke Han immediately.

Ke Han, like Mu Heng, was born to be the focus of the crowd.

She rushed over and grabbed Ke Han's arm, not caring about the other's feelings at all, she just pulled him and dragged him to the front of several teachers.

The faces of the teachers were ugly, and a trace of impatience flashed uncontrollably when they saw the other party treating their students like this.

Only Principal Ma, holding a thermos in his hand, looked extraordinarily calm.

"Parent, please don't do this..."

The aunt's face turned red, she looked really angry, and pushed Ke Han hard to the center of the crowd.

She pointed to his face and said, "Then ask some teachers to answer me, this student! Is he a psycho?!"

Principal Ma did not answer.

The answer is actually obvious, but due to certain minor confidentiality agreements, they cannot publicly respond to anything.

The aunt put her hips on her hips: "You don't talk? You don't talk, right? Good!"

She took out her mobile phone from her handbag, and viciously slammed the hot-searched face-to-face on Ke Han in front of everyone.

"Look, look! This student! He is still a psycho who needs to see a psychiatrist every day! This is the proof! He just came out of the psychiatrist on the side of the pedestrian street, and then went to buy things! How dare you follow A psychopath staying in class together?! This kind of person should go to a special school for the handicapped! You shouldn’t harm my children here!”

Principal Ma took a sip of the hot water in the thermos cup unhurriedly, raised his eyes and said, "Parent, you are so excited..."

The aunt put away her mobile phone, and continued to shout with great indignation: "Excited?! How the hell am I excited?! If your child goes to the same school as a psychopath, you can still drink tea here?! Immortal! I think you have already rushed over to transfer your child to a better school!"

Ke Han was staggered by the aunt just now.

He was actually a little scared.

Just now all the way here, it was Mu Heng who was holding his hand, making him barely control his emotions of wanting to escape.

At this time, he raised his head and said to the aunt seriously: "Please apologize to our principal, you shouldn't insult him with such words."

Paused: "It's inappropriate to insult anyone with words."

The aunt laughed angrily.

She said: "What do you know as a psychopath? It's about the child, any parent will be anxious. Oh, you can't still be a mother who has no mother, right?"

Ke Han's mood is still calm.

He was forced to dissect himself from every aspect of the questions he encountered and the answers he made against his will in the last questioning before leaving the PAYM center

"I suggest you be cautious in your words and deeds, this... Auntie." Ke Han raised his eyes, his eyes were unusually calm and clear, and his fists were clenched tightly, "All our current situation is being recorded under surveillance. And, I believe that all the students present can testify for me, who is the person who has been making rude remarks all this time."

His body was actually trembling slightly.

But this is not because of fear, but because of the blood boiling caused by the inexplicable tit-for-tat.

too long.

It had been too long since he had experienced this feeling as if his whole body was on fire.

The last time was probably when he joined PAYM for the first time when he was 15 years old. He wrote all the questions in half an hour, handed in the papers ahead of time, and got a full score that shocked everyone.

Overwhelm the crowd.

Ke Han took a deep breath: "Also, please pay attention, I am mentally ill, not crazy."

"There's a very stark difference between the two."

The aunt was speechless for a second.

But her attitude did not change in the slightest because of Ke Han's words and deeds.

She said: "There is a difference between the two. Aren't you mentally ill? Shouldn't all mentally ill be locked up in a mental hospital? Mentally ill are released and let them live in society, don't you think Is it troublesome? Others will be troubled too, right?"

A series of words like a cannonball came out of the somewhat hysterical aunt's mouth.

All hit Ke Han.

Just as Ke Han was about to speak, he heard a voice from the side to support him.

"Sorry, auntie, I think there is a difference between mental illness and mental illness. For example, Ke Han, I think it is normal and safe-in fact, I think he is much better than some 'normal' people .”

Ke Han turned his head and saw Mu Heng, who had just been forcibly pulled away by his aunt, came to him from the outside, with a gentle and peaceful smile on his lips, like a breeze blowing through everyone's hearts for no reason.

Moisturizing is silent.

Aunt gouged out Mu Heng's eyes.

She frowned in dissatisfaction, pointed at Mu Heng's nose and said, "Who are you? I just saw that you came here with this god—psychopath. Do you want to talk to him?"

Mu Heng raised the corners of his lips calmly.

Anyone who is familiar with him knows that this guy must still be holding back a belly full of bad water, otherwise it would be impossible to be so "nothing to do with him".

"Oh, Ning asked who I am?"

He walked to Ke Han's side with a half-smile: "I'm his deskmate, the closest person to him in the whole school."

The aunt looked at Mu Heng: "Hmph, you can tell that you are not a good student. My son is one of the top students in the school. If he is delayed in his studies, can you afford it?"

The onlookers, teachers and students who squeezed over from the audience suddenly fell into a mysterious silence.

Mu Heng smiled and said, "It seems that your child's academic performance is not bad?"

The aunt let out air from her nostrils, and even raised her chin several degrees, she was as proud as a fighting hen.

"Of course, my son is not comparable to you students. If his study is delayed, the country will lose a great scientist in the future. Can you bear it?"

Mu Heng smiled.

He smiled so much that his canine teeth were exposed, with an unprovoked evil spirit, like a young and old wandering vampire.

"Pfft."

I don't know which one of the students in the circle started first. Anyway, when the aunt realized it, the dead children who surrounded her with "no future" all laughed subtly.

Mu Heng blinked, and said innocently: "Auntie, let me introduce myself—"

"I'm Mu Heng from Class [-], Grade [-] of Anhe No. [-] Middle School. I'm number one in the school. I won the [-]th school joint exam for ten consecutive times. I haven't decided what I want to do in the future, but I will probably do something that makes me happy. Well, speaking of it Without ambition."

"Of course, I'm also Ke Han's deskmate. So far, I feel pretty good about Ke Han's deskmate."

The author has something to say: [Explain, there is a place in this chapter where "Ning" is used to replace "you", mainly to highlight the mildly sarcastic tone, it can be regarded as a meme, thank you little angel~]

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